Time :2002-06-12 cloudy Route: Zhongdian - Meili Snow Mountain Accommodation: Meili Snow Mountain flying Temple (12 RMB / night)
In Zhongdian and at a Hong Kong DD to live together, to listen to his excitement with half-cooked in Mandarin, such as bathing under the sun to tell the King the magnificent clothes of the Meili Snow Mountain, scene, after listening to inspirational, so we decided to discuss a riding weather Large sunny first went to Meili Snow Mountain, and then come back around and Zhongdian festival of horse racing.
Morning, the wind biting at the bit using cold water poured himself awake, they Xinxin Ran to hit the road, but the sky over the clouds began to creep up, you can not help that some unsettling, Nanbu Cheng Meili not welcome us? But the changeable weather, the plateau is well known, and an arrow in strings had to be transmitted, and had no choice but let's go.
Deqin the way to go is not good to go, at best, can only be considered can travel all the way there are people in the road, pass by say hello, and then watch them happily, waving hands, coarse gravel and dark skin, bright smile on the ek-sistent I feel very sunny very healthy. Probably because it was born in Fujian's mountains, see more mountains, coupled with the experience of the past few days, unlike the companion from the plains, like there are too many surprises. Thus, at a muddy muddy shaking in woodenly looked distant mountains and the roadside Diego put off bits and pieces of the Du, himself thrown into a large empty piece of good news in the.
Increasingly thick clouds of heaven, and finally scattered to Piaoqi As the rain began to come apart from me, the driver there is a Shanghai GG, other people are plunged into dreamland go looking for Shangri-La, as we have no one to talk to each other in a , I drove over the ridge of a another one, we have a meter to one meter away from the paradise getting closer. After a big bend, the car rolled into a place such as the medieval European battlefield, lined on both sides of the hills on the rocks Wei-Song, in the dark clouds of oppression are like building castles in the sky, the open face is a look at endless --- pave the way half a mile of flat meadow, and then jumped into the far sky. To listen to the driver that this is the way of Lausanne highest point: The Third Road Yakou, elevation 4200 meters.
Car slowly stopped at a small Zhanbao ago, no one, and only a tie in the trees black and the "pseudo-Tibetan mastiff" in red bark that we do not know or reprimanded in the welcome we disturb its sleep .
Next was their cars, we embarked towards heaven, upward of tens of meters away, looked back, the car shiver in the mountain wind and threatening Linlie the cold in the snow, but also was terribly sorry about the barking of a liner, makes it especially lonely small, I do not know why, suddenly grief to want to cry, to vent the frustration of all this life in an instant, and then continue upward, into the paradise, legends can be found on the plateau of the end-result of their own soul and Dawu of Daigo, I think probably I also started bar. Positive thinking, in front of people began to loudly urged me quick, had to hurriedly put away just fly's true, beaten up a packet back into his arms. Probably is subject to the same network, multi-meter takes a "plateau avoid strenuous exercise," warning, our activities seemed a bit cautious, only willing slowly along the ice into a small flow on the go, and then stuck in the memory of Man Shan strong The Du flowers, but before I always thought that Du will be tender and beautiful in a pair with a smile, but can not think of her peers with the ice and snow, later also heard Shuo Du Lake "Du drunk fish" story, I began to love this plant, for her great vitality and exuberant spirit, as well as maverick behavior. Light snow paradise feeling clean not far away waiting for us, but left a long time only to find that there is no distance no less, so there is Shanghai GG volunteered to go to explore the way a while back that he gasped, running for a long time, feeling from the point no less, about heaven and life, like a lot of things, always with the illusion of close proximity to entice people.
Found to go to heaven no hope but to back down and continue to earthly trip.
When the skies to open a drain hole, sow the ray of sunshine when we began to cheer, but the car has just opened to a pagoda and the concept of sanjong place, perhaps the holy mountains of the Holy Spirit guiding us in the light bar only Unfortunately, at this time of the Meili Snow Mountain, where the final or in the clouds, and all can only wait in tomorrow's sunrise.
Months down the slope, the car entered into the Deqin county, others go a la carte, I would in the street Xia Guang, no walk a few steps, how to run out, using a vulgar metaphor is that it will flow in the streets Sa Paoniao end of the street, which is Deqin, far behind us the coast of a large town.
Paused for a rest, we have embarked on flying Temple, and finally arrived in the dark when the flying temple.
Riding after dark we began to familiar with the environment have not found the place we live now was not the toilet, so puzzling to the Tibetan villagers asked, "where the toilet?", And that Tibetan villagers Yi Leng, and then laughed, called "The Toilet? Everywhere Yes. "Buzhi Yu, right? ! Days, the original toilet here sun and the moon can also be learned the essence of heaven and earth? ! So, everyone was hanging helpless smile, look like a drowned as the tide is not high on the roadside bushes, and then sporadically drilled water, shake sway come back shore.
That night, they killed the night of talent to fall asleep.
Author: foxwh
