I only learned from the Lijiang earthquake in the ancient city of the millennium. Here is the place where the Naxi people gathered at temples and murals can be seen everywhere on the world's only still using the hieroglyphics, you can also hear the spread of the Naxi ancient music for thousands of years. There is no city noise, no heavy traffic, there is no peak and visitors crowd, only that the ancient culture could settle down in one piece of quiet. All the houses are bungalows, from upstream down the Yulong Snow Mountain snow water flow from the front of every household. I did not expect this plateau can also see the "water bridge people," the scene. Special clean town. One to the evening, all the others will be flush with the stream in front of the street, the ancient stone roads in the sunset of the illuminated sparkling light. From the town side of the hill looking down, the whole town gossip like a huge map, a trace of a mystery. The most beautiful place in Lijiang Yulong Snow Mountain is. From Lijiang to the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, about half an hour away. Neither the stone steps up the hill, no rope, riding all the way up the mountain. Walking in the jungle between the bumps along the way, as if never come to the stage at the end, only the bursts of cool to tell me where I have been snow-capped mountains far away. Suddenly, just as Tao pen vista general, in the woods at the end, the lofty peaks has appeared under a large piece of grass. In the relieved against the snow-capped it with a green lawn people feel more refreshing charm. Grass or song or dance are Tibetan and Naxi Ren, bright clothes fluttering wind. To listen to their singing, but a luxury to enjoy. That song without a little earthly atmosphere, pure like the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain on the shed had net hair blue ice to the biting, like snow, let your heart a Emptiness. In the side Xianbu yak, mountain flowers sent to the heavy atmosphere fun, I like to feel like another world. When you walk down the road a bit flat in the warm sun, has a "spring Xunde visitors drunk" feeling. Road, a turn, I was a sight that overawed. Yulong Snow Mountain's main peak suddenly appeared in front of me. Red River Valley where the film of the Snowy Mountains living there all of a sudden I can hardly breathe. So huge, so sacred, though close, yet unattainable, this is the sacred mountains, I finally understand why the Tibetans will be less religious. Snowy Mountains that takes away people's soul, and stifling, so that you can only Baifu at her feet. I just looked at the greedy and wanted her deeply printed in my mind is always lingering.
Author: zhaofeiming
