2024年夏末，我背着行囊踏入张家界凤凰城时，天空正酝酿着一场暴雨。天气预报的“局部阵雨”成了笑话，乌云如墨般翻滚，远处的天门山被雾气吞噬，只剩轮廓若隐若现。我裹紧冲锋衣，踩着湿滑的青石板路向景区入口挪动，雨点砸在帽檐上的声响像密集的鼓点。行至金鞭溪畔，溪水已从清澈的碧玉化为咆哮的怒龙，裹挟着断枝碎石奔涌而下。

Modern life makes us tired, right? But research from societies in Africa and South America suggests people in the ancient ...

四月初的延庆仍带着料峭春寒，我背着相机独闯野鸭湖湿地。清晨6点的湖面笼罩在薄雾中，蓑羽鹤的啼鸣划破寂静，我架起三脚架等待白鹭掠过芦苇荡的瞬间。突然，东北风裹挟着乌云压境，雨点如般砸向观鸟塔。原本平静的栈道瞬间积水成渊，防滑登山鞋在湿滑木板上失去抓地力 ...

Modern life makes us tired, right? But research from societies in Africa and South America suggests people in the ancient ...