* Riyue, Bird Island in Qinghai Lake

6:00, Meng Meng Xining, the sky is bright, With my thin shirt, it is difficult to ward off the biting cold streets of Italy. Drilling coach, the same car 10 individuals.

Along the Huang River water upstream, the journey is not seen desolate plateau scene. Huang River Flows perpetual moisture,
Make road on both sides of green wheat, and golden yellow flowers of rape to grow with prosperity. Semicircle of hills, the grass of the meadow to connect with the horizon the clouds, flocks of cattle and sheep leisurely stroll, feeding.
In the plain areas, rape has been blooming as early as April, while in Qinghai, it is because the relationship between the regional climate in the summer before opening, this time is showing an unprecedented brilliant. Road there are many beekeepers, they rape land next to the stacked dozens of beehive, and hung out by "selling honey and royal jelly" signs.

Automotive climbed the sun and the moon pass, the car, I was bone-chilling wind was blowing shiver. Ji Shibu path, that is boarded Riyue, Riyue Pavilion on the sun and the moon is that this new one a few years, there is no meaning. According to legend, Princess Wen Cheng came to the mountain along the Tangfangudao, resolutely cut off the feeling of homesickness is determined to marry the Tubo, the final century of Tang and Fan, for it laid the foundations for peace.
In fact, just stone walls engraved on the "Riyue" the words were enough to cause an infinite reveries, to build a pavilion is superfluous acts of sabotage, and something like the vulgar.

After a Riyue, but also an hour's drive Yuemo huge Qinghai Lake suddenly appear on the right. Large tracts of blue, boundless across the mountains, the refraction of sunlight on the lake, sparkling. Acoustic large rounds slap the shore. Lake is flat grasslands, green and thick enough to appear to be able to drop water, more numerous and that grow on the grasslands of the bread flowers, clusters of one, clumps, white petals, purple-red of the flower, it is not put it down.
So nirvana, and with my knowledge, is to be expected, but still one of the eyes and ears of the new. Here seems exotic, and I live in a world could not find any common ground, put aside one is better, much the same in this increasingly tends to the world, I just hope that it will always be as it is today, give me a brand-new The different kind of feeling.

Three Tibetan women marched along the road to the west slowly, step by a prostrate, the driver said that they are all starting from the Tar pilgrimage to Lhasa. Rumor has been confirmed that this go to Lhasa, more than 2000 kilometers, like her to do go to eat? Where to sleep? Sick how do? When will it arrive?
I felt the power of faith is in such great, their lives may be poor, but their beliefs are beyond all need to face reality, such as sickness and death. In their mind, must have an extremely happy and beautiful on the other side, it is worth to praise, to pursue. Although they had nothing weak inside the body even broke out of the faith so persistent, the real life can be searched Upanishads, grasp the essence of life is perhaps their bar.
This is the Han people in the world is with much different.

From Xining to Qinghai Lake, Bird Island trip of nearly 320 kilometers, ever have to open more than five hours, until two in the afternoon before reaching the destination. Bird Island in Qinghai Lake was originally, due to the continuous lowering of the lake became a peninsula. When the visitors have come to watch Bird Island, the birds actually have lost their original habitat on the peninsula, the now generally only in the lake near the peninsula, "Cormorant Island" and "Egg Island" on the habitat, standing on the platform viewing can see that these two islands, large and small birds to make a bunch of crowded, hard to find a gap areas.
Although now over a spawning period, although he is still watching the golden season of birds, mainly bar-headed geese, cormorants, gulls and fisheries, Braun and so on. Some birds fly close to the surface of the water, waiting for an opportunity to catch lake fish, and more crowded on the island Cha scream aloud, occasionally flying one, you're not far away from the stroll, but if you tried to grab it, it is also is just futile.

Noon in the Bird Island hotels with the same tour are "hard-split firewood," Huangzhong taste the famous fish, but were made of steamed, pickled cabbage soup, skewers, three kinds of food taste. No one said that this delicious fish, steamed for half had not finished, as I - almost do not eat fish, rivers and lakes of a person, it also did not leave any impression of.

Author: sadrosed