August 4, 2002 Overture, after so many expectations and imagination, I finally embarked on a trip to Yunnan.
Did not train for a long time, and I am a bit excited, but unfortunately the shop space is too small, I can only lay quietly, listening to all the voice flows. Wheels side by side in turn, a cracking a cracking; the car window the wind in the chase, and call - call; roadside trees in dance, Shua - Shua; distant mountain in the tsunami, H - H. There are carriage of coughing, snoring, speech sound, as well as the crew hurried footsteps. They are not quiet in the night to form a lively and interesting polka. Vehicles in a little bit towards the plateau, I received the signal before it entered the sleep ... ...
August 5, 2002 Stone Forest of accounting today I went to the Stone Forest. Although there is no time to feel for, but it left me very deep impression.
The morning, we look at Stone Forest Park, overlooking the platform: blue sky, under a stone pillar, such as a sharp sword root inserted in the earth, on a block of rock, like a solid side shields stand in stone daggers. From the darker of the ocean to Xiongqi plateau, they witnessed a few million years to earth-shaking changes. I seem to see an ancient battlefield, angry roar shock Toru heaven and earth, stone daggers spark burning in the world. One by one figure in the fierce ground writhing, a way of life in struggling shouting. Eventually they all fell. This is the only heavy weapons remained in the embrace of the earth. The rising of the sun bright and warm, green grass covered expanse of dusty red of the plateau. May be they do not cover the solemn stone forest, tall and straight. They are silent, as if in recollection, in the telling. When there was the brilliant thing of the past, they sink into the sea. It was a loneliness for years, they feel the pain, but they have never given up the desire of the earth. They struggled with tears polished to trauma, and finally another sword high into the sky. ... ...
I took a deep breath, with admiration and surprise into the Stone Forest.
If we say that overlooks the Stone Forest inspired endless source of fascination for me, living in and among Shilin makes me more real experience of the Stone Forest.
Stepping on bumpy stone steps, we have non-stop shuttle between the large and small columns. Columns strange things, some like a beautiful Ashima, some like a cute little elephant, and some may learn from Tang Seng, some like a cat and mouse chase. I walk and look & feel of each stone is a vivid and very interesting. Did not know I brought the film is also enough to use it! What impressed me deeply is a small stone forest where Ashima's statue (Ashima is the Yi of the girl's called). The Ashima Graceful, as if now languishing in front of a calm lake surface dressing. In the blue sky, green trees against the background of the next she is extraordinarily beautiful. Her body slightly sideways, head low, as if facing the lake, quietly pour out her thoughts. This is a small stone forest where the most famous attractions. Whether it is from its scenery and the story it contains, so that we feel is both a clear, natural beauty, as well as ethnic minorities in southwest style.
As the relatively tight itinerary, we can visit Stone Forest Lane is cursory. Come and gone into, when looked up in front of a large stone, I always produce a sense of awe. This stone, I do not know how many after scouring with the baptism, but they were proudly erect in the sky today, below. They are silent, but their hearts will always be blood boiling. Changes of several hundred million years to make them look vicissitudes of life, silence, water polished all their sharp front; however, after all they are young and sharp. Except that they have learned to edge close at heart and the tenacity as a jacket. No matter how earth-shaking changes, and their qualification is not sufficient to enable them to tide overwhelmed. They are everlasting. I think I should do so.
August 6, 2002 Call of the Sea, if you've never experienced what is shocking, then go to Tiger Leaping Gorge Come on.
When I head in the sun went down over 300 stairs, first saw Tiger Leaping Gorge, I was stunned. I really do not know what word to describe my feelings. Suddenly, I felt a little dizzy, his mind a blank. If an essay where I've used many times a "shock", then I must be lying. This time is true! Shock! Unparalleled shock! Blue skies, the Yulong Snow Mountain and Haba Snow Mountain, such as pointing at the sky a giant Jiajiang confrontation. In their feet, the Jinsha River full of passion, unleashed from the upper reaches of the way; and, in this ravine, the formation of blew trend. It roared, breaking a heavy reef break the giant's blocking, rolling toward the direction of flow to the sea.
So I looked at, almost forgotten the head of the sun and the hands of the camera. Look! Famous tiger jumped like a black pearl stone embedded in between two mountains. Tiger by the river past Ishiodori long since passed away, and it still is so unshakable, as if to be stopped the mad rush of the Jinsha River. Was rushed to the Jinsha River in the past, it has even flooded tiger jumped stone block, and in front of it accumulated into a more turbulent flow, turbulent burst irresistible momentum.
The Jinsha River in the roar. It is the voice of overflowing the entire valley, filled my ears. I have a number of forward and stood facing the Tiger Leaping Gorge photographed the fence. The feel is more true of the. Yellowing of the river hit the tiger jumped stone, set off a large white spray. Droplets in the sun to shining crystal, happily splash with. They woke up the two big mountains, nourishing the cliff on the grass, trees; they gently hit my face, to my friendly greetings. Children face a gust of wind blowing, the water mixed with happy gas, and flew at me. I felt a touch of refreshing cool. What a lovely, sweet little droplets ah!
I suddenly found that the Jinsha River, Tiger Leaping Gorge is no longer just brought to my shock and surprise. The Jinsha River is a beautiful legend of the girl, because they long for the sea, and two sisters escaped from his home. Her mother, brother and younger brother went to the Yulong Snow Mountain and Haba Snow Mountain block. The results of two sisters, half-way back, only her through countless twists and turns, eventually import a vast ocean. Yes, I found her on the other side. Her soft, her innocence, her joy, I have seen! Gradually, I have taken place in front of all the subtle changes. I seem to see a brave girl trying to run. Instead of blocking the mountain made her seem even more mellow, rock chest will only make her happier. She ran, ran and crossed the plateau, jump across the basin, bypassing the mountains toward the plains - I see! I saw the sea! Saw the sea rising sun was a red! I can not help but looked towards the downstream. Jinsha River meandering, I can not see the faraway places. But I think at the moment, like my heart and the Jinsha River, has a broad azure.
Tour soon be over. Returning, I set foot on a step by step, stone steps, he turned to see the sky is still blue, still towering mountains, the water is still the Pentium. Farewell, Tiger Leaping Gorge! Do not, and the Jinsha River! I turn back, then 300 stone steps onto the journey of the heart Erque toward the azure ocean already ... ...
I dream of the "Shangri-La"
When we arrived in Napa lake was already inclined in the evening sunset. After a day of bumps, standing on the beach Napa I really appreciate what is quiet, calm and harmony.
Napa lake is actually a seasonal lake. In the dry season it is a meadow. Into the area, my eyes pop out of a picture: green mountains encircling calm lake. Lake is golden, is so clear, mellow. It is with the Feng ER gently rippling, appearing thin layers of a wave, put the gold into a fine large scales, looks like a lot of small fish in a leisurely play. Not far from the house lying still in the Tibetan foothills. The setting sun slanting slightly to hit the yellow walls, those distinctive patterns, looked magnificent. Women who had returned before the laundry room, walk slowly, the young Tibetan guy tall busily ran. There are gentle yak stood uncle touched the lake, toward the past, visitors to an affable smile. All quiet, as if labor Leiliaoyitian, children want to take a breather at this time, the sun. Yak occasional hum on your voice so that the whole film Heaven and Earth are more quiet.
I gently closed her eyes, he served as the setting sun sprinkled on the tired face. Now do not need any of the rhetoric, I feel is simple, beautiful. I appreciate the tranquility of the mind a long absence. I think this is Shangri-La, is outlined in a dream I have had thousands of times they are not clear Shangri-La. Napa lake as part of the landscape as a Shangri-La is not well-known attractions. It also does not describe the beauty of the mysterious Shangri-La. But I think everyone's Shangri-La are different. Here the quiet and simple, yes I found a distant homeland - a spiritual home. And yak camera, I am particularly happy smile, but also the special innocence. Way travel fatigue has long been washed away, I really wanted the whole people are melting in the beautiful scenery and ... ...
Again to leave. I opened his eyes, looking around again, everything around. All of a sudden want to make a picture, not with the camera, but the scenery here, with your eyes away, forever to keep a quiet heart.
Author: derry
