The road leading to sleep, I saw the mighty heavy small village in that vast wheat fields, faint smell of cow dung, crop where slight shaking in the breeze, the volume of the Nu dog tail tits forward, stone houses on the smoke indistinct indistinct, handsome The Lisu Lisu girl smiled slightly, the old people's face in the dark radiance of the sunset under the glittering face of the joy of swimming with wrinkles, as the fields of the trail. In the Nu River here every evening I would walk, a large set is large, such as blood sunset. This scene left me sleep, open your eyes and feel the city through the floor bay window ambiguous light illuminated me.
Nu girl
"To, and to" This is bingzhongluo it? A concrete street, probably more than 1000 meters, street flanked by concrete brick shops and a slip of a government department. A green banner was very eye-catching, it should be warmly celebrate the opening of China Unicom in the bingzhongluo. . . "This is the Land of Peach Blossoms do?!" Rather blame the Internet and that fictions exaggerated text.
Carrying a large bag in the deserted streets looking for, in a shop in front of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl stopped me, "You are to do at home Aunt Ding" warm pure and timid eyes hardly dare to look directly at I kicked from time to time before the plot of paper, "I'll show you, I'll just go to school." Grateful to pat her down the path we started down the mountain.
Down five minutes into the terrain will be flat, open field of vision, "Bazi." It is dusk, rolling hills undulating contour lines and soft, thin light around from time to time some villagers rushed haunt cattle and sheep in the terraces, surrounded by shrouded in an infinite uniform thin Qingsha among the misty also clear and bright, green The Nu River flowing water, as the strings on the song, but Yau stretch soft, I think of this hazy deep inverted more than 10 years ago, not into the park Jiuzhaigou, Jiuzhaigou Huazhizhaozhan beautiful than can be retained is also why there of its life and its true.
Girl is basically a dialogue with the questions and answers, and accompanied her each sentence short answer is that the rolling her cheeks red tide. And she only take the initiative to say, "I help you pack," is shy but proud girl of Nu with the small courtyard after the main people use angry language (or Tibetan) name of greeting, He Zhu tits angry dog. She jumped over a fence graceful moves like a deer.
Ding Aunt home, girl quietly hold off quilts, hundreds of times in the wood shop of the straw bed, mattress, quilts, pillows finally holding a daze, temperature pure eyes I do not know what the thinking. Aunt Ding Ding said that every time Aunt come home, girls love to come take a look at quietly help.
Fast dark sky full of Xia, Yuan Ba girl sitting in the pile of wood on the yellow-dog itching. Yellow Dog squat girl around, comfortable squint.
Aunt Ding Guozhuang home at night, girl reappeared, dressed in ornate Tibetan clothing, face in the firelight in the sparkling shine.
Stone houses Baba Turkish Chicken Soup
Nu house is dry bar, multi-hillside. Mainly consists of two kinds of Muban Fang and the Bamboo Room. Bingzhongluo the Nu Mu Banfang or half-walls more than half live in Kibusa. Generally stack logs for the walls, roof covering thin slate. Stone houses are generally of two to three floors of food debris stacked upstairs in the middle of the hospitality room with fireplace, iron or stone fireplace on the placement of the tripod, my Aunt at home in the small majority of the days here when through: the reading, keep a diary and pork,夜话, doing stone Baba, drinking butter tea. Downstairs off livestock, counted, there are only the big pigs, four pigs, four large cattle, one corner of the calf did not grow. Staircases carved from a wooden piles. These stakes and Room and Pillar, as thousands of legs, like, supporting the overall housing. Nu will this form of housing known as the "1000 foot fall of the house."
Late at night, sitting in front of the fire house Aunt Ding diary, the small stone Aunt Baba was doing. Ding Aunt six libraries that come in, talk things by the book's young grandson wear glasses, it is learned to tell me the stone may be extraordinary things is the small uncle of the solar terms in a particular risen from tens of miles outside the autumn of that select the finest barrels of Shangougou li Fine selection carry back, a small boy say that this stone may be different with the roofing slate, this stone fire is not bad, irrigated without cracking. Placed on a tripod fireplace branded Baba to eat, do not put oil, Baba would not stick in the stone pot, the branded Baba out of the special foam. Tasted one, is really is another fragrant pine.
Ding Aunt family meal is not much more abundant than the city can be stars for every grain of rice, each root leaves are so tasty, aromatic mouthful, vegetables just picked from the yard, the chicken yard in full gallop, soil chicken soup Let me tut Health tasty sigh I Dreamed Soul Soul, has never been a friend to proudly show off: "I Get out of people eat chicken the whole village a"
Wandering in a daze angry dog
Seven days and nights in the bingzhongluo, I am like a sparrow flying. Not see the shuttle's re-ting in the field of each stone houses with a small Aunt at home doing nothing to tie the neck with a big cow bell file loitering in the sunny Tea-Horse Road, Tintin Dangdang, high and mighty. More often I was Zhangzhuotaizui yawn, lazy walk in the field track, clothes, tied down the middle, the first time with Gongshan go to the market to buy straw hats, hand holds all the root Dagou Gun, bar pyridaben Bar command to a horse to walk, stick in the small Road signs to draw long.
Is too lonely, I will be full of spirits going up more than 20 minutes to Bingzhongluo Township, watching from the city off from the bus, hoping to find one or two bells and whistles of the backpacker may be disappointing every time , and may be disappointed Encouraged, no one come to peace and quiet. Aunt in the small house with Uncle Ting大眼瞪小眼the lonely night, I will be rushing to take small Aunt home telephone, because these phones are mostly set their bed ass phone. Can be seven days, the small Aunt came home only to travel agents to adopt two points, he taught more than how to open a small Aunt tourism projects, how to stone house decorated with more "flavor", smoking a calculator Yiwuyishi calculated cost-benefit, he thinks that Aunt bed small enough clean, bathing inconvenient, not to eat fine. . . . .
There will be a day early, the intention is to fall and that barrels can be had left 20 minutes to see a formation of the flood, they no longer had pretty much the same. In this flood of big rocks at noon, I spend a one-time success for five hours. After a day I will be here for hours. Feet is a Pentium Roaring Green was the Nu people Xinchan water, looked up is a two snow, occasionally there will be 12 Sahuan of dogs to accompany me. Passing of the elderly would use gruff voice asked me to go to their house for dinner.
There fashionable people will be doing my five hours Shier known as "trance", is said to be the most "petty bourgeoisie," one of the acts, many people is to "daze" four or five thousand pieces only to spend a special trip to fly to Lijiang of, but I would not understand, so many people, suitable for Ganzhe Shi children do? The collective trance such as what to drink far more than normal.
Referred back to the small village on the road, defenseless, I suffered a siege of four angry dog, to match wits out of danger.
Liusuo handsome love
One time I almost love.
One day at dusk, from the small home Aunt down more than 20 minutes to the Gorge to see few of the boys call it a day and is prepared for Liusuo go to the other side of the village. Boys because of people watching, but a show of hands every move she makes is filled with rough means to show. Put the Liusuo to play the mountain ring, Yitang Tang live, another wearing a T-shirt off, pants rolled up and down again.
I soon found languishing note one of the most handsome of the small group of Tibetans really enjoyable呀. I can not help behavior among Yijingyizha to walk in front of him, "You took me to the last bar," young man surprised and flattered. Quickly and got a cloth wrapped around my waist, and when I stand Liusuo the beginning when I regret not to choose, my life on the line in this one banner, a pulley, two smear films prepared bamboo into a cable, the wind kick into gear, just a warm quiet Nu also become irritable and noise, "I do not play, I do not play," I cried in spite of the image, spoke on the solution of the cloth around the waist, Several small group child a hard place with me, holding his hands slipped handsome shell, I firmly handsome arm around the neck, and everyone will be a push Woliang fly up, air roaring in the ears, clothes, filled with wind, Like children, like drum up fan. Hunfeiposan while, I forget the excitement, "ah, ah," shouted tens of meters wide, the river Otherwise a half a minute will have elapsed, with huge boulders on the opposite side, I am quite certain I still badly shaken the complacency: "come again!" The second time I started to free a hand in the middle of the river opposite the shore, waving to do boys like Stalin, the third time I began to learn their own before.
When I parted with the handsome Meet tomorrow bye, and said I intend to stay in bingzhongluo when rural women teachers, handsome was agreeably surprised when on the road with machetes back, step back three. Eyes shyly looked at me a slight reddening in the sunset years
I sat a long time looked like blood on the grassland sunset, Grand Canyon, wrapped in a layer of micro-purple evening mist, snow-capped mountains verdant and luxuriant, a black condor is still rotating in the air a long time to find the prey - the Grand Canyon at dusk , I thought I fell in love with this small group of Tibetan children.
Fed Valley wine Nu Lisu Lisu man's wife and mother
In the re-ting the last days, my world is Weizui, and filled with wine. From my hazy eyes to see the drunk Bingzhongluo is illusory, just as paradise.
A sunny afternoon, I wandered into a Grand Canyon of the log cabin. Huts sat a daze man saw me, he sat smiling indifference, it seems that I had expected to break into. Pull off a small wooden bench, I also started a daze. Long period of time we have tacitly Face Nobody's sitting in a daze, braving the steam of boiling water on the fireplace, door that small window facing the valley played a bunch of light that lit the smoke and soot, smoke hanging beam corn, the only furniture is a wooden bed, bed, sleep in a soft dolls, chickens, dogs 2 rabbits hanging in the house without incident. Man's first sentence is "may drink," these words because there is no hint before and after the prospects seemed abrupt, hesitated a long while, I am with pride and said: "Taste." Fed Valley wine jars, foam, smooth, aroma fragrance. Wine is like rain seepage flow down dry wall, the moisture of the Department, there is the sound of the Young Grass stems Zhang Shu Ye wake up your mouth is full of vitality uphold the grass seedling can be Pinza ear full of infinite sweetness more than pulp. After the bowl has started floating, and the brain inside the ornate swirling Bakin pull Tibetan song seems to be to-day depends on the tone, look at this dim Nu cabins and this daze man, as in the era played out a old black and white film, full of ineffable mystery.
Out of huts, outside the bright light hurt my eyes, and look at those empty fields and lonely tree, a little "I do not know the year in Jinxi is" the. I asked to buy orchids from the Chawa Long returning caravan, that autumn was a barrel on the outside of the eight kilometers.
Lisu-old mother from the house out, the sky is already completely dark, and I completely drunk. See the same kind-hearted Aunt D, I cried, "the mother too poor, old mother who is a nice 。。。。。" Wa Jersey ailing elderly, lonely miserable to live in a remote log cabin. Cottage standing in the fields barren, dry wind from all sides over filling, because the poor, a quarter of the slate roof did not shop, but also to the rainy season which means that the mother would be a disaster, the old mother at home is really of the utterly destitute, in addition to a few dried sausages hanging from the beam (guess this is stocking a), the room Zaimo other, and did not even beds. For my intrusion, old mother caught unprepared, helpless to take it take it, in fact old mother be able to entertain guests, other than those kept sealed How many pieces have been long chestnut, also never anything else. Old mother rubbed his hands, was pleased to see me drink wine, eat chestnut, turbid eyes light flash - no one year has passed since entered the cottage of her. Last come the Spring Festival last year, the village cadres to sympathy childless elderly, the elderly and miserable by the world forgotten. Before leaving, I guarantee for the elderly, tomorrow I will come to. But I had not thought how I would be so sudden departure bingzhongluo - did not even have time to this kind-hearted mother bid farewell to the old Lisu.
The early morning mountain frontier guard boy with big eyes
The mountains early on the morning bustling.
Rooster is proud to sing a big wake-up sound of animals who have three big pigs four piglets crowd moaned to do a mission, four water buffaloes are also playing the sound of each other soon as say hello, Wang Dan's light yet long-horned calf stubborn front yard from the backyard to go break free of the rope, Tantoutannao met with Uncle Ting loud cry. The distance, streaks of blue smoke in the fresh swim, field a full of green, inspired by the breeze of the rice fields of the twisting swing the light, the volume between the tail the dog in the fields stems spreading the Huan. The not too distant snow-capped mountains are haze Lan Guo waist, green shows the Nu River is a leap-like tranquility you down.
The morning came two soldiers look at the small police station Bingzhongluo Aunt, two Nongmeitaiyan little boy, saying that do not accept the small Aunt deported to their chickens, small fighters Kunming Police sub-here after graduation, when Many people think that they go the horizon, and that they will be less than a few months back, could be two years later, they are still here. The bingzhongluo police station where we drink is the Kham guy to drink the tears of the "The students are assigned to cities, and first I do not think this will be so long, but I was a daily Daizhe, and did not feel too sad, we are here, although a police station may have no major cases of the class, and even that was not more than Toujimogou, habits, or honest ah, there was two days ago, when foreigners climbing Biluo snow-capped mountains, large backpack had fallen off a cliff, nothing, and a Nu people shelter him, and Nu were also organized for the villagers in his obligation to get your backpack 。。。。。" cliff
Small soldiers inadvertently reminded me that this day is New Year's Eve, which means, if this did not leave bingzhongluo afternoon, then I must also have a bus out of here, stayed sixth days. The last one to Gongshan car is 30 minutes after the opening, playing at home the phone to Aunt Ding Ding Aunt immediately sent his son up to my backpack. In other words, as I finally had time to Aunt Ding, Lisu wife and mother, handsome and those who drank the Tibetan valley wine eaten bacon fullness of the Nu, Lisu villagers Tao individual, even this small village of weight these days with a half-hour journey The victory went to the name of the negative long-Pu Temple, also did not have time to go.
Should be left, only to find that day was unexpected tender cloudy, snow-capped mountains, hidden in a cloud, while the Nu River water is still one group the exposed non-stopped simple green, green, people moving. Wants to drive, and car window a little boy with big eyes to the sudden smile, let me burst into tears, so many innocent smile only deep in the canyons of the. Vehicles in the canyon slowly open, and I know I am going farther and farther away from paradise, and the car stood Angus Tung's "Aiyuaichou" "For me, like a cup Aiyuaichou Spirits 。。。。。" twilight tears in their eyes to see the Grand Canyon, as a young lover released into the atmosphere by the hair to see the same high spirits as bound in a league bound in a league like the sadness.
Author: honeygirl2000
