Yunnan, Caiyunzhinan, one filled with poetic name, a magical place. 1994 and 1999, my footprints twice printed on this piece of Ban Lan colorful land.
Kunming is a city of flowers. That year the Spring Festival, step off the train, a world rushing toward pink. Cherry, plum, peach, pear ... ... so freely in the city every street, every piece of green belts, each with a corner in full bloom, pink, purple, white crowding into a gorgeous clouds enveloped the city, the immediate is full of fallen flowers, smell the flowers greets the nostrils, surrounded by bees around the Splendor, almost makes one wonder exposure to Xanadu.
Black-headed Gull is a new King in Kunming over the past decade. Each year beginning in 2087 winter the seagulls from Siberia fly Du Dong Bian Ba Kunming, the sky occupied, in the town square, in the rivers through the city, the waterfront in the park, even in residential balcony, are property of their leisure attractions. They polished silver wings of light porcelain blue sky in Kunming, the grass in the city freely printed on them for feeding, walking Hantai, and like them, protect them, feed them with the people of Kunming through a warm winter, the city is a warm, peaceful people who live here, to reach out and have stopped at the seagulls flying above, and my heart are always comfortable.
While crossing the bridge noodle and Qi Guoji Kunming prestigious, but it is down the street and that street hawking fried pine nuts, so greedy for I will always remember Kunming. Big, full of golden pine nuts fried with various ingredients, and placed in large pot to the street Yi Bai, wow, a street person's saliva must flow down. Five-spice, and butter, sugar, fried, spicy ... ... variety, I am greedy, each to buy bag full of, in the street all the way to go all the way stripping all the way to eat a few hands several Hen Buneng long tongue.
This is the Kunming, the display smoke, people gulls coexistence, pine fragrance
Banna Food of Love
We warmly Dai beautiful girl water bowl, basins, buckets, under a hail of bullets coming out of the attack as when the whole body was fine wet thoroughly, but found earlier in the rampage in the already lost her way. Unknowingly walked into a low laugh and play among the trees, impressively blocked in front of an elephant. The kind of surprise to us everywhere in Yunnan has long been cited in the accident that are used to.
We walked up, the elephant after the roll-out to a young man. Estimates must be like his master, and we came up prodded. Hear that we are coming from Guangdong, in a joyful young man exposed look. Let us touch the elephant, he came forward and tell us that it is called Hom rock, from a troupe came out due to illness. "But it does not look like the old way?" I asked. "Yes, but he was sick, not eat." Lad said, and let us pick up on the floor of the banana leaf to give it to eat, and sure enough, it is only Shuaile Shuai nose, big eyes with the melancholy love watching us, where the food is not moving. And its gaze for long, the fleet has its eyes where tears. Everyone was shocked. "He's dying." Hom rock guys who took us to see the beginning of a rotting meat. We do not speak, watching the Hom rock with its long ivory tied with it in the dig tree tree, not only with the teeth, but also with its head to the top, like the roots of trees to be dug up. Why should this be? I think the threshold will certainly rock the hearts of a sad hidden secret. Sure enough, young man, said: "His wife died, died, and died in this tree. There six months ago, since then Hom rock began to torture himself."
In the southwest border of an unknown place, a few in the city grew up the child to the love story of an elephant shed a sincere tears.
Can not bear to look listen, I hurried to leave. Huang Huang young man asked: "Can you inquire about one thing? You may have been to Shenzhen?" I looked at him puzzled. "Have you ever visited the village where the nation? It inside the garden has a girl named Dai Yi-na, and you seen it?" I carefully recalled, there are indeed many beautiful girls, I have also, and they are holding hands photo Guo phase it, so he told the small group, wants the loved one that is not his right? Fellow eyes just lit the joy, then suddenly extinguished, he murmured: "Is it? Camera can be and people do? Anyone can go up according to it?" ... ...
On that day, at night, I passed Jinghong (Xishuangbanna's capital, "Xishuangbanna" in the Dai language where the meaning is the 12 Island) city carving - peacocks and elephants, when, in the thinking of "Peacock Princess" story. Really hope that every one Phoebe Nina and Zhao Shu-Tuen Mun has a happy ending ... ...
Night drive Dali
From Kunming to Dali in 2094 have not yet highway, in order to save time, they must sit 10 hours in the night the car arrived before dawn Dali, the next day can travel Cangshan, Lake Erhai has.
As the rugged mountain at night is dangerous, plus the number of visitors going to take this route, so at night car is in short supply. Day Three of us set out early in the morning and the boss of a CMB night under the seat, he confidently went to the Stone Forest, and on the way met three girls in Shenzhen, but also told them of our itinerary.
By evening, we arrived at the appointment location, only to find that three charming lovely girls have been the first step in our faces with a smile sitting in the car, the car only two pedestal. 3 girls into three female demon, watching us in the car, under the theory with the boss, not a word. Friends later said, felt as if staring at them from my eyes wind, to fly out a knife, put the three people killed.
In order not to affect the rest, we decided to abandon the three crowded into the idea of two plus seat, after some Sisha struggle, finally reached the shores of another vehicle.
That night is the real taste of the cold taste. Shimonoseki wind, Dali's flowers, Cangshan snow, Erhai month, this is the first step呀. We are off to grit one's teeth fall in. Chuangfeng come from the bone-chilling wind, shaking the car may have almost doubled. A moment ago sitting at the back of our heroic struggle to seize the seat of the five Macau boy, also used the vibrato is constantly recited "days will be down Daren Yu he died before he also" to Qu-han.
The impression of that night is to stop a car, a good long time, I heard that they had an accident in front of. We danced in the wind Wuzhao feet.
The next day, when we in the Erhai Lake in the S & P da island, watching the blue sea, listening to the waves, eating up the delicious sea catching fish, the tourists at the same table, said: "You know it, last night from Kunming come from a car turned down the mountain, the car people are miserable, and we also help the hospital in it. You three are in Guangdong come from you? that the car also has three Shenzhen girls, in a hurt the most weight, the whole face was scratched glass, and really poor呀. "
Chopsticks so the three of us to stay on the air, motionless.
Deng Yulong Snow Mountain
Lijiang Jade Dragon Snow Mountain is located in the outskirts of Stretching hundreds of years, 13 peaks year-round snow, the Peak is covered by glaciers in the lowest latitudes in the northern hemisphere. She is like a white-haired mother, her warmth to guard the arms of the Naxi people and their Dongba culture.
On the Ganhaizi the rope, we began to rise to 4000 meters up the mountainside. Clouds drifted across the foot, gradually, under the mountain cable car, missing the green creatures. The time was summer in August, Yun Shanping the foot of lush, picturesque.
Crane out of the mountain tops, Jiao Qiao, wearing down the people who rented the same color of bright red, yellow, and white cotton-padded clothes, in the gray ridge Tim a little angry. We want to continue to climb, the 5100 meters to go to a place to see glaciers. Along a wooden plank road going up, when it realized the powerful role reflected in the plateau. I began to feel hands and feet become soft and drowsy. Each other the name of gas, by the arm moved forward step by step up, and regret it just relies on the young Yoshikatsu no rent at the foot of the mountain of the oxygen bag. Mountains, clouds and long, and only went to a higher place in order to see glaciers, at this point to support the ambition, we have eight peers in the 4800 meters where only the collapsed one.
The mountains from time to time there will be 12 eagle whistling fly, according to my usual habits, will made a grand sigh. Just that time of life I have seemed to the limits of a splitting headache, difficulty breathing, eyes black, heavy footsteps, so in later recalled, the Yulong Snow Mountain is limited to the appearance of the foot of the mountain, I could get the impression that That paragraph is one of the dim distance.
Around fewer and fewer people walk up, and it appears that only a gray mountains. To the friends made a "final breath" entrustment, I have a black eyes, he sat down to the ground. Just then, a bright red moved to the front, and then felt a surge of fresh wind hit like a flower, I could not help a deep breath, an instant that refreshes. Open your eyes see is a big red bag of oxygen, as well as a smiling face. "Re-adhere to for a while you see a glacier, and do not be discouraged!" It was one of the older visitors. Since that was one of oxygen, and because of that word, I stood up.
The original is also not that no one in all that time on the mountain, then the long 1000 meters, they rely on the smiling faces of those young and old, those who gave me support a population of oxygen, which sentence is even a gentle encouragement, I finally posted on the 5100 meters at the end of the mountain.
The strong mountain breeze has finally blown the cover with the veil of the Yulong Snow Mountain, where a small mountain platform, we saw the cloud gradually exposed behind the blue glaciers, snow-capped mountains that stubbornly waited at the summit which had no hint of the modern work of industrial pollution clean glacier. Of that fog lifted in the Yunkai moment, because of the ice before a group of people destined gathering cheered in unison, one by one unfamiliar, familiar faces made the glory of a crystal both eyes with so much pleased with It pairs with each other by the arm, or tender or hoarse over the hand with a! We have finally defeated the thin air, and beat him, and he stood in the 5000 meters above the lifeline, standing on the ancient, huge, majestic glaciers middle!
Tashi's room into a big brother, I saw the title with a brush on the front wall of a seven-character Poems, You Long walk phoenix fonts, neat Pingze, there are heated and that people looked at heart rate of the metaphor, so that were memorable. According to Tashi Introduction This is coming off a guest wrote in Guangzhou, describing his reels wheel of Mosuo Walled Lake walked the night through marriage.
Gorm mountain in northwest Yunnan, the reel wheel Qingli lake, lived an ancient and mysterious nation - Moso tribe. Their tribe still has a matriarchal characteristics. Women in the clan has a supreme status, control of economic power, they do not get married, there is only one form of marriage - marriage to go. A column (men) in the evening in song and dance will be quietly in the hearts of loved one's hands scratch three times, Assia (women) would be satisfied with the response. 12:00, Assia A column will be over the wall into the home and loved ones ride off the night to go home in daylight. Children living with birth mother, property is a commune, and by the clan of women according to his work the highest seniority.
This is really a romantic pressing! Almost isolated Mosuo people's way of life as a beautiful fairy-tale picture displayed before our eyes.
The next day we went Zhu Caochuan, boating lake, lakes and mountains and beautiful girl Mosuo the brighter of the two cars el Mosuo love songs, let us revel endless. This is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old healthy skin with honey-like woman, a smile reminiscent of sunflowers on the kind of person. She was listening to our track A column last night, the singular experience, the princess smiled, and crisp laughter knock on the lake like a string of beads. Then she sighed, with less fluent Mandarin, said: "Really envy you can go where they want to be, doing what they want to do." We laughed and said, "You can also呀." She instantaneous the instantaneous black and white with big eyes, laughed: "Yes, I now go to school, waiting for me to learn the Chinese language, I can go outside." range we are interrupted, she went on to say: "I will return take you to see a person, you must imagine, is my teacher. "She so desperately wants us to see that person as if he's late, as it will disappear.
2 car el holding our hands hastily rushed into the courtyard of her house, just a woman, head out, we punched a face to face. 2 car el proud to introduce: "This is my teacher." That woman was an opening and we greet everyone by surprise, was actually the standard Cantonese呀. And then thin look, that is not Mosuo people, although she has tan skin dark, while she was chatting up the shoulder and the two cars, said el Mosuo so, but that is the face outline of the Han.
See our stunned look, she said with a smile: "Do not surprised, and I Zhuhai people. A year ago, college graduates come here to travel, do not know how's the love here, they have decided to stay as a teacher, then school Only two teachers do. "
So we know that such an ordinary person's extraordinary story, and she abandoned the comfort of the civil service came to a beautiful reel wheel lake Mosuo people living in the home, and became a non-wage earners, there is no countries to prepare teachers.
I saw two beautiful daughter, Moso (I unknowingly had the teacher who is also counted as the Mosuo people), they did smile in the sun too bright, just like two sunflowers, like, but their the story is so different, one would like to keep her out of this piece of Health and also confined her to her land, and the other in order to obsession this piece of land, but also to help the former to achieve the dream of leaving this piece of land in this roots.
What a wonderful life is呀. Walking in the absence of signs of the reel wheels wheel lake, I praise the heart.
British JAMES HILTON written a book "Lost Horizon," to make this junction in the Yunnan-Tibet Tibetan autonomy Island - Diqing famous. For such a hubbub about the media scenic I do not hold out much hope.
But when their car into a small Zhongdian, I found my thoughts wrong.
An endless expanse of barley fields, hill and dale colorful wildflowers, languishing in Bita Lake, dusk in the Songzanlinsi, as well as dangerous and strange and beautiful gorge Bi melt, the Tibetan Women's high-pitched voice is more clear ... ... All in all, how can energy is my clumsy pen sticks can depict it?
This is only a heart to listen to the land, which is a party without polluting the Holy Land. You can Songzanlinsi quietly through the hall listening to a seriously late to do little lamas class, and then let him as you use a red rope marked with a wishful knot close at hand; you can Bita concealment of Zhetian Day cypress slowly under the wooden plank road along OK, the 1000 breakdown of the trees around the vines wrapped around one hundred; you can enalapril grasslands to make your horse riding from a land Saika, to such as the mirror That Bohai flew away; you reached into Bi-Rong canyon Natiao raging rivers in the impulse to imagine that flows through the river roaring between your hands out of the valley, to import the Jinsha River, then crossed the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau push deep Mashimo ; You can generously into the home of the Tibetan people in their bowl to drink mare's milk, lamb chunks to eat them, you can with them singing and dancing, with music expulsion of language barriers ... ...
These graceful sense of how language can be detailed in 11? Could only wait for you in person to the outside world was a paradise, one can appreciate the taste. This go, do not hesitate a moment, to that one place away from the hubbub, to smell a smell of gasoline there is no air, going to drink a sweet drink that snow melt water, listen to a long-lost voice of the soul ... ...