Visit God's Tribe

In January, friend H said that he had obtained Simacus's mountain entry permit on February 20, and invited a group of our friends to take a cherry blossom hike. I've heard about God's tribe for a long time, the great name of Simacus, of course I have to agree. Even with 9 drivers, the Hong Kong-Taiwan combination quickly formed a group.

On February 18, one of my friends sent a weather forecast from Line, saying that Simacus on the 20th was very cold and rainy, and asked if I wanted to cancel the trip. I had done my homework and knew that Simacus's Shenmu group trail was not difficult to walk, so I replied weakly, "It's possible to hike even in the rain." Afterwards, some friends proposed to go to the South Courtyard of the Forbidden City, some friends proposed to play bowling, and even some friends proposed to go to the newly opened Mitsui outlet in Tainan (what a bad proposal), and the situation became stalemate. Anyway, I knew that I became insistent on going to Simacus. the minority. Until noon on February 19th, a friend organized a time-limited vote to break the deadlock. I immediately voted for Simacus. After an hour, I looked and found that the South Court of the Forbidden City was ahead, so I ignored the result. Busy with other things. A few hours later, I found that H said "God's tribe is waiting for you", but in the end Smackus won? After confirming with H again and again, he returned me Yes. It was already four o'clock in the afternoon, so I immediately got busy and prepared various items for hiking in the cold rain.

On February 20, I got up at three in the morning, and finally dug up the young master. After washing, I hurried out. Passing by the downstairs lobby, Brother Bao Bao was so startled that he bounced off his chair, his expression clearly seeing three ghosts drifting by in the middle of the night. Outside the gate, the wind was blowing cold and it was raining. My friend's car was already waiting by the side of the road, so I quickly got in the car and set off.

After getting on the bus, it was raining heavily all the way, and everyone was actually a bit hopeless, not knowing how bad the weather would be. I asked casually, why should Simacus still win in the end if the South Court of the Forbidden City was ahead. Hearing the driver H secretly laughing, and then the questioning voices of each other's ups and downs sounded in the car, even our young master said that he obviously also went to the museum. A friend immediately opened the voting page and found that it was indeed the museum that won. H suppressed a smile and said, "Well, it's up to me in the end." All the friends in the voting museum in the car began to criticize the driver, how could this be possible. As a staunch supporter of Simacus, I stood up to protect my friends: "H, this is to help everyone experience Hong Kong's democracy for me, and to feel what the majority obeys the minority." H heard a loud laugh and said seriously: "Sakura Thank you and there will be no more, the museum will always be there." They were all on the way, everyone finally chose to shut up, and came to the conclusion that they farted yesterday, and H is the boss and the dictator.

Simacus's economic model

In the car, H asked me if I knew that the economic model of Simacus was very special. I only focus on doing my homework on the hiking route, and I haven't really studied the issue of economy. After listening to H's careful introduction, I realized that Simacus took the road of collective economy, and it can be said that he entered the communist society earlier than the other side, which is really surprising.

Simacus is the settlement of the Atayal people, located in Jianshi Township, deep in the Snow Mountains, 1,500 meters above sea level. Simacus is the last tribe in Taiwan to have electricity, and the last tribe to open external highways in Taiwan, so the interior retains a kind of independent beauty, attracting a large number of tourists. In the early years, the clansmen operated restaurants and homestays separately, and conflicts of interest emerged, affecting the harmony of the clan. Seeing the constant disputes, the tribal leaders held a meeting and, after several rounds of consultations, decided to change their respective management to joint management.

Beginning in 2001, Simacus began to implement a shared management path in the exploration. Land farming, homestay and catering operations are planned by the tribe. Let the tribe choose jobs according to their abilities and interests, distribute income equally, and share benefits, including medical and educational expenses, which are also borne by the tribe. Simacus has a small population, but it also has its own primary school, which provides rich Atayal cultural courses, and also encourages the descendants who love to read to go out of the mountains to study hard. The tribe will continue to pay all the education expenses until graduation. Hearing this, wow, utopia exists in this world, and there is still a fairyland-like place, so moving.

After more than 20 years of operation, the economic model has been accepted by most of the tribe and has been operating very successfully. For long-term development, the tribe has devoted a lot of energy to conserving the mountains and forests and improving the scenery; controlling the number of people entering the tribe, reducing garbage, and minimizing man-made damage to the environment; increasing the price of rooms to ensure that the income reduced by controlling the number of tourists is compensated. The strict entry restriction mechanism of Simacus is also an important reason why it is difficult to obtain a permit to enter the mountain during the cherry blossom season.

Simacus has a small number of households, everyone is of the same ethnic group, and there is a fine tradition of sharing among the clansmen. It is relatively easy to realize this economic model of "everyone put aside their own interests and work together for the tribe". This model should be difficult to achieve in any other place in the world. Everyone has thousands of interests, and there is no way to unify them. Even if a totalitarian state completely ignores the interests of the people, the ruling class cannot balance the conflict of interests within itself.

Simacus's Shenmu Group Trail

The mountain road entering Simacus is narrow and has many bends. In addition, it is rainy and slippery. The people behind us all sweated for the driver H. I don't know how many turns we turned. H woke us up, who were shaken by the mountain road. Simacus arrived and looked up at the clumps of smoky cherry blossoms on the right side of the entrance of the tribe. We were completely awake.

After getting out of the car, everyone couldn't help but make a "hiss". The biting cold wind rushed towards the face with the rain in between. Suspecting that a martial arts master was hiding in the dark, he waved his sleeves at will, and the slender silver needles all over the sky approached their eyes. Put on your raincoat and hurried to the entrance of the Shenmu Group Trail. No matter how you move, the toes remain frozen, and the trail is extremely muddy due to the rain, and everyone can't move faster. There is a short cherry blossom forest not far from the entrance of the trail. Everyone has already begun to admire them and keep taking pictures. H urged us to go quickly. The real cherry blossom forest has not yet arrived. Sure enough, we went deep along the trail to a position of about 2.3K, and the magnificent pink clouds blocked in front of the tourists without any scruples. We couldn’t think of an adjective to describe it, and we all said, “This is too fake!” It's like being in an anime scene.

The petals moistened by the rain are light and transparent, and there is no intentional affectionate look at close-up, and they seem to hide the indescribable old age when gathered together. The sound of my heartbeat was submerged in the ups and downs of the cherry blossom mist. Everything was so innocent and soft, with a jerky temptation, as if as long as I wanted to, the heavy petals would drown me and let me melt in the cold cherry blossom atmosphere. Nothing to hide. Desperately trying to catch all the fleeting moments in his eyes, he sipped down the pink champagne with delicate bubbles in one gulp. There was no gradual provocation, only the enthusiasm of a spark. The desolate winds and rains were blocked from the outside, and the open and dark arrows could not shoot in, my thoughts stagnated in an instant, the soul that had been accumulated for a long time rushed out of the body like a flood, evaporated with the moisture, in the stormy sea of cherry blossoms, I could not control where my soul drifted, Can only go along with the drifting light and shadow.

We, who were scorched by the flames of the cherry blossoms, finally reunited and walked to the depths of the Shenmu Group Trail. Along the way, there are misty treetops, flowing waters, craggy rocks, and a touch of spring green jumping playfully in the middle. Every eye is a Chinese painting. Zheng Banqiao's evergreen bamboo, Zhang Daqian's wanton splashes of color, Li Keran's freehand brushwork, and Wu Guanzhong's unrestrained lines can all be found along the way.

The sacred tree of Simacus is hidden at 5K of the trail, which is another world, a world full of spiritual energy. On that day, many tourists returned after seeing the cherry blossoms, and we were the only group of tourists who arrived at the end. We, who had been joking when we arrived, fell silent, and an empty silence surrounded us, even the slightest voice seemed blasphemous. I always feel that there are countless elves spying on us naughty, my eyes drifted over, and they retracted their heads again; behind every leaf, there are little fairies with fluttering wings flying; every drop of water hanging on the leaf is a god A transparent gem that scatters randomly from your fingertips. Immortal spirit is not enough to describe the fairy tale world in front of us. The sacred tree of Simacus is Taiwan red juniper. You can watch it along the trail. The thick sacred tree towering into the sky is like a serious giant warrior guarding us in the rain. And the mortal who tiptoed into the temple by mistake, looked around with gossip eyes, dropped his chin with adoring stupidity, and a burst of nervous joy filled his body.

Smack's bathroom

It may seem unpleasant to mention the bathroom in Wonderland, but in fact, if you have been to the bathroom along the Simacus Trail, you will be amazed. There are two toilets along the trail, and there is a five-star landscape toilet with a strong sense of vacation at around 2K. This toilet extends from the side of the trail, and it is suspended outside the cliff in a convenient location for people. The most amazing thing is that the outer wall is actually set with floor-to-ceiling glass, which can solve mortal and small matters in front of the unobstructed mountain view. I have some doubts that this floor-to-ceiling glass is the boundary between the mortal world and the gods. The floor of the bathroom is made of wooden planks, and the gaps are very wide. If you look down, you can see the green valley through the gap. The cold wind is also rushing up through the gap. Break into the realm of the gods and flee in a hurry.

After watching Shenmu, when I walked back, I stayed in the cherry blossom forest for a while before I left, and went back to the restaurant at the entrance of the trail to rest and have lunch. The unheated restaurant is also half-suspended. The wooden slats on the floor are at least two fingers wide. I sit and eat. The biting cold wind is blowing up. I stomped my feet and quickly swallowed the meal and drank hot drinks. , people are still zombies. Taking out the phone and checking the weather, Jianshi Township had already dropped to minus 1 degree. Thinking of walking a 10K dirt road under such cold and freezing rain, we idiots couldn't help applauding ourselves, and then shamelessly urged H to continue to be a representative next year to get a mountain pass.

Postscript: This article took 2 months to finish. The day before yesterday, Ximei @Wu Ming sent me a bunch of poems early in the morning, "Peach and apricot on the edge of the sill open new makeup", "Huanxi sand girl is unparalleled", "Flowers and leaves and butterflies come to the cheeks", I realized that there should be no chance to pull Ximei We've been hiking together, hurry up while the memory is still finishing writing, and wait for the little girl who wants me to write a travel note to "dynamically" tour Simacus together, how can it be more fun than clearing the dynamic!