September 26, 2000 for those obsessed with the sunrise, less than a 7:00 wake up, hurry with the cold water touched her face and took camera bags go visit the hill behind the house went. Yesterday came top of the hill climb, this time the East had just spit white, the sky is only the thin sparse, thinking, formerly known today.
Slowly, layer a layer of clouds to the east of infected orange, blossoming into a flame, such as Choi Wan-yu, to half the sky burned red. Reflection in the lake, the lake became a gold coating, when the morning breeze gently blowing a slight ripple, instant golden golden lake formed the 10000 points. I know that my camera did not approach recording in front of scenery, but stood quietly, wait senselessly looked at. Sunrise, sunset, rain, sunny days, the lake, the lake. . . . . . At different times, different angles will see different Lugu Lake, a dreamlike the lake.
Back to the room, companions are looking for me to go, saying that the car last night, an appointment can not come, we must immediately proceed to the side of the road to wait for a passing bus, otherwise they will drive less than a noon bus back to Lijiang. No time to eat breakfast, and an empty stomach, we hastily bid farewell to Sister Mary Mi Sa Agu, leaving Rigby Island.
A period of not less than climb up the hillside, came to the lake road, from the mouth over the direction of the first departure around 9:00 here. But in order to be safe, we divided into two groups, a group of stay in the other bus, the other group to continue to fall and go, and make an appointment regardless of who should run into cars, have returned to pick other people. Yesterday I was wearing a path to the Rigby Island, did not take this disc mountain, I naturally wanted to try how far this section of track, therefore, Guangdong Tsai, Xiao Yang and I continue to move forward trio, named Xiao Liu and Shenzhen Cubs will stay in this and other cars.
Winding walking for nearly an hour before we went to nearby residents in the village appears to fork in the road on the way had not run into a car. Our hearts more and more anxious, pace getting faster and faster, we know that to be rushed to 10 points before falling into the water, otherwise we may not catch up to the Lijiang Ninglang the last bus. Soon after a residents in the village, followed by opening to a mini-van, named Xiao Liu, and Cubs have been car-ri, but has no room for further squeezed into We Three of the. They say the village fell into the water, then pack cars come back to meet us, or we ride to the rendezvous fell into the water. We were quick, simply do not get on the train ride, but did not see any train, but fortunately all the way cell phone signals very well with the Cubs a few phone calls, eventually they found that we connected to the handlebar, direct-drive Ninglang.
Sat in the car, take a look at the time, 10 less than before 12 noon arrived Ninglang be no problem. 折腾了半天could go back to the cave that day, the unexpected two days, landslides still did not clean out. I saw a few workers are slowly east west a hoe and a shovel to wait for them to make things right, we had to Lijiang by bus. The driver looked under the road, told us that the risk would be very dangerous to open in the past. The situation in front of us anxious restlessness, Xiao Yang, said: "We have to talk with the opposite side of the car and let the two sides of the passengers from another car anyway, everyone's cars can not move." Driver said: "I have no opinion, as long as the other side of the Car agrees. "This is exactly the opposite of a van driver walked over, and we discussed with him for a long time, even though more money to him, he does not agree. We are anxiously looking at the appearance of the driver kindly told us: "You are all down, I can only venture a try and see if can open in the past." Listen to him that said, everyone moved me.
The results opened the car narrowly over the cave. Later the driver told us that the reason why the driver refused to transfer it just because he can help visitors escape tickets, while the income from which to get another pen. We understand that the last fare-beating Mosuo people to help us, not how much he has the capability, but only the practice of Lugu Lake Bale.
After a landslide, the bon voyage, 11:30 to Ninglang Xian city. Thankfully, 12 points go to Lijiang bus had just left a good five votes, we have five one-person one individual. Meal at a nearby restaurant to eat fairly delicious lunch, we hastily got on.
This is the vehicles minibus 20 a few seats, sit on the lake to all visitors crowded the aisles of big bags of Yanyanshishi. Sitting in front of us is that the two tourists from Beijing, engage in advertising design, has been living in the Lugu Lake for a week this morning is that they both brought to the handlebar Xiao downed. They Lugu Lake lakes and mountains, wind and human amazed, and said that if only staying one night in the village fell into the water, equivalent to did not come; if Rigby then one night, only to see half of the Lugu Lake count; To learn more about juice original flavor of the Lugu Lake, or at least want to go left or right at the mouth; they did not continue to move forward for us to regret. In fact, the three-day trip to the lake has been satisfied I had.
With us, there is a car Ghosts, from Hawaii, more than 50 years of age, a person come to China travel. To see him wearing shorts, slippers, a small seating seems to tolerate that burly body, while sitting for a while squatting, a full old urchin. He way Yaotouhuangnao, spoke haltingly of the Chinese to share with you very harmonious. His character is deeply infected with happy people around, we are very young, are there any reason not to optimistic about that?
Interestingly, the car still a young lama, though dressed quite gentle, but the look of the Jianzuihousai, like Buddhism is also human. Ghost Talk the way, he seems to express themselves strongly to the different identity, blowing cow faster could not find North, and also all seriousness, said: "There is a China Central Television interview with me and asked me about the views of Falun Gong, I shot that : 'Falun Gong is not clear, but I know Falun Gong is believed scholars.' the results of the autonomous region governor called me to criticize the meal. "to go! To look at the object does not boast a result, no one person on board to him.
Today, drivers, technology in general, and to the time who are worlds apart, although the only vehicles minibus can open up and really like a snail in general, climb a mountain, turned over one another, then a turn of a bend. Beijing's young man suddenly exclaimed: "Golden Palace to the dam, and soon called the driver to stop." We quickly Wang Chuangwai looked far from the foot of the mountains, as much as a very beautiful golden plains, I wonder how come there is no time to look at to. Unfortunately, the driver is just a touch of that here, too far to the foot and then stop bar. Frustration that we had the camera out the window, trying to stay in the exquisite beauty of film, although we know that even if the camera's shutter speed 1 / 8000 of the limit, in such a bumpy car, there is no guarantee to stay clear photos, let alone compose anything.
It was only the driver stopped the car, sitting in the back we can not wait jumped down from the window. My car was parked too close to the foot of the mountain, but can not see her picture and the momentum of the. But the scenery is still in front of me from the fertile south who were overawed. Castle Peak is surrounded on all sides among the endless rice fields, divided into numerous blocks palette; scattered small village chic, Ning Jingyi people lying above; one of the winding river, White Snake in general have risen to swim in the golden land.
Early autumn after midnight, is the harvest season, is also a golden season, is even more picturesque season. In front of everything, more than Van Gogh's painting "Harvest Season" moving a thousand times ten thousand times.
After a Golden Palace dam, the original car suddenly sleepy active again. Slowly, sunset, twilight, the scenery along the way has become more and more vivid, and layers of ridge, hillside roads lead to the setting sun shining, the art exhibition exposing a camel highly rhythmic lines. Everyone also do not care than the shuttle bus, and kept to the driver to stop. Later, the driver complained that go on like this, tonight forget about back to Lijiang, and we will have an excuse for the toilet, so the driver to stop. Later, this mode is not spirit, and when passing through beautiful scenery, the everyone had shouted: "Wow! Wow !······", that no one shouted Ghosts than we sound. Splashed in the waves of sound, we have safely returned to Lijiang. To 6 hours when the drive back actually opened more than eight hours.
Dongba is still back to the inn, returned to the warm home. A door, Zhao master to blame me: "how did not make a phone call back? I thought you did not come back in time, are we supposed to do you that the ticket is good?"
I quickly apologized: "the way has made a phone call, but they can not get through, the atmosphere of the car was later Gaode halo Huhu, you forgot to continue playing."
"Well, she was back, tomorrow morning, I send you to the airport."
Heart burst of excitement, too busy thinking about, so I agreed, said: "Well." Followed by an appointment put to the back of the taxi.
Back to the Inn when the stomach has been very hungry, and could be female compatriots in the non-first bath, it seems that they have two days without a shower Gaode end of their tolerance. The results of all of us a good washing a bath, go out to dinner, it was already 10 points of the.
I recommend them to the stone bridge stone bridge snacks, unfortunately came too late, and soy noodles and pickled carp were bought up, we can only point of the dry yak meat, wild fungi and the like, but everyone ate very fragrant.
Tomorrow I have to go home and Guangdong, Aberdeen, and 6:00 I'll get up early wanted to go back to a rest after dinner. Where can women compatriots Ken ah, saying a few days ago had not been properly drunk alcohol, insisted to the bar tonight, good for us to do a few glasses of wine a farewell. As if went to Lugu Lake, they brought back a "daughter of the country," the pride. See their sincere and forthright, I can say anything?
To bar a street, stream flow is still quiet times, weeping willows, under candlelight or Ruomingruoan, silhouette swaying, cup light staggered. He finally got one called "up to Lydia," the bar to find a space, and we sat in the banks of streams silently drinking beer, it seems no one wants to destroy the silence. We are all alone come from different places, have their own different journey, we even do not know each other's names, can all this is not important, ubiquitous city level, background, circle time, in this border town has lost any meaning. We each other plenty of sincerity, equality, free, and fate. Drink a bottle of a bottle again, this time the amount of alcohol found in female compatriots least as much as us. Beijing, two young men came to buy the map of young people have joined us, we chatted far apart in days, drinking wine. I do not know how many drink alcohol, I just feel the figures around slowly leave the toilet was the number was increasing. The rain, we moved to a house; city blackout, and we lit the candles; seems like nothing can be rid of us a few strangers.
3:00, the old town the streets are empty, silent. A few turns in the dark street under the light in the old stone road, has fallen for another try walking a few nights drunk who does not belong to
September 27, 2000 at 6 am than just falling asleep I was awakened by a burst alarm clock. People drowsy站在院子里mechanically brush wash, a Norwegian feet, only to hear the Kacha your voice Ditouyikan, my God, my glasses broken! Heart curse uttered: Mother and it seems without leaving something in Lijiang, God is not let me go back, but fortunately with a pair of sunglasses, or else you really want to, "Moso" home.
Finishing a good luggage downstairs, the master had been heavily armed Zhao waiting for me. Xiao Yang has also been to get up, hurry to bid farewell to her, take the step back seat of a motorcycle, in the darkness, Chuanjiezouxiang, a short while out of the city.
In my memory, this is the first time I sat in the back seat motorcycle. Cold Fengyi Chui, people are more sensible to think of the ancient city to the airport more than 20 kilometers, it is necessary to go this sat, I got cold feet. Honestly right Zhao master said: "You still take me to the China flight station or a taxi somewhere, I am afraid." Zhao master smiled to comfort me: "Actually, you do not be afraid, I have brought countless person. Besides civil aviation bus ride has been too late, so early again where to find a taxi ah. "At this point I really regret it last night, an impulse to the back of the car.
Motorcycle flat broad a rare Mercedes-Benz on the road, but I do not have the slightest feeling of comfort. Shoulder half-height of a man climbing package, holding heavy camera bags, no helmet, a move not move, I am desperately huddled behind the master Zhao. Within a short while, face, hands, legs, the whole body from warm to cold, become numb from the cold, the road ahead is becoming more and more remote
Hope the stars, get the moon, finally reached the airport. From the back seat down, legs a soft, body almost fell to the ground. With the master Zhao said goodbye and went into a spacious modern lobby. When is check-in, Zhao master stopped the car and then come back. He look at me silently queue moved forward, I kept repeating the phrase pale words: "You and Shen teacher to Hangzhou to see daughter, do not forget to call me ah."
To enter the security check, and no handshake, did not speak, but waved to him constantly, can be turned around, they discovered that the sour nose.
Silently bless the heart of Lijiang respectable people, scenery nurtured Dongba honest people.
Sitting in a comfortable soft seat on the cabin, drinking beverages, watching the newspaper, has returned to a familiar modern life. 9 o'clock the plane landed on time at Shuangliu Airport in Kunming. 17:30 bought a ticket back to Hangzhou, but do not know how to kill this silly more than eight hours. Thought of Ruleiguaner Kunming Expo, hosting a large bag, boarded the airport bus, straight away.
Bought a 100 yuan a ticket, first entered the door to find themselves came to a sea of flowers. Can look inside to go, feeling more and more wrong, dense vegetation of flowers may be modified without any defects, geometric patterns of flowers and everyone in Gaode very symmetrical shape, its delicate, symmetrical so that the exposition has become so hypocritical affectation, so I felt uncomfortable. On the way ran into a pair of towers have been with the Shangri-La Canyon Tour couples are happy to meet you, I really like an old friend of mine, they are extremely disappointed with the exposition also said: "We want to lodge complaints to the Consumers Association, and this where like a park, is clearly the market do. "
Beyond that really do not want to go inside, and they sit around on wait senselessly watched those white dove of peace, the number of the population: "1,2,3,4 ······", I do not know how much the number of times, can be no more than 30 each time was a good move for pigeons confused. Oh, silly! Boring to the extreme!
Dawdle to 3 pm, the return to the airport. Sitting in crowded buses, head晕晕ambiguous, actually in the car playing a sleepy, almost sat the station. At the airport through the red tape, and finally boarded the flight home.
9 pm, the aircraft landed safely at night in the airport in Hangzhou. Friends drove to pick me so early in the exit, he saw me, and straight on the head and asked: "how to become such a man?" He did not know where my change in appearance as much as a change in my mind, half of Shangri-La tour, not just a layer of skin off his face only.
Smooth driving car home in a familiar way, looking at high-rise buildings, neon signs, the busy, bustling city scenes good faction, I was like traveling back in another world.
Author: vianyang
