Early morning, we set off along the way yesterday to go to the lake, due to darkness last night, and we turn around the lake is almost half of the circle did not find it today, and it would find the mark. We have decided to never again Zouye Lu. Beauty of our car winding road in the lake, the lake has dried up a lot, exposing a shallow, covered nearly one person grassland. We are eager to see the wrong office, this is our journey of the long journey to the first destination. Hidden lake in the mountains, after a hill when the vehicle turn the corner before classes presented in front of the public wrong.
Mighty lake, rippling blue waves, birds whipped, Shino secluded Kuang. The sun was rising, there are thin clouds, scattered down the gentle sun, the water cast a crimson color. A few wooden boat stopped at the shore. Around the lake, mountains, snow is not based, snow-Ying Wu, Jing Ying Shen lake becomes all the more Bi.
Lake has a checkpoint, we need to routinely conduct border controls. Compared with along the depot, where soldiers like living in paradise. The edge is our last night struggling to find the hotel owner Lee. Mr. Li is sitting in a chair outside the sun, a dog prostrate at his feet. We have gone through tough trip, here are all about relaxed, Lee was the master sat in the sun, chatting with Mr. Li. The few of us wandering in the lake. Birds fly around our heads. We watched the front of the lakes and mountains, listening to the birds Jojo's call and ears, all in silence, feeling the altitude of the lake quiet, serene and beautiful.
Li's talk with our good, the afternoon boat to the lake he was fishing, by the way brings us to the lake in the Bird Island. An opportunity of talking to Master Li, he said, we are a student, he agreed that we pay less money, everybody out of 40. Boss is said to cooking good, cooking himself for us to do Schizothorax. Scent and fish-flavored rice, intermittent rains. Wall to the lake restaurant opened a window, trimmed with wooden frame, through the wooden frame just to see a wooden ramp cross the lake, wave-ping into the quiet, distant mountains thromboxane reminds me of an ancient poetry: Window with Tieling Chiaki snow, door parked at Soochow Wanli ship.
Laugh heard the noise outside the sound of crying, and the sound of a motor vehicle, several cross-border from Xinjiang to Tibet's long-distance bus stop outside, many people poured into a small restaurant, or sitting or standing, smoking and chatting. We quickly finished eating, had been outside waiting for us to board the fishing boats.
Opened about 30 minutes, to a little islet, island edges shade areas, snow and ice not melt, even how high a person standing on the shore ice, crystal clear, Qian Chen is not dyed. Sail people told us that now is not the best season, the island more than a bird in another 10 days, there will be a large number of birds migrate here, in mid-May when the eggs full of Bird Island, have No feet underground. We climbed the northern slope of the island from the highest point of this sunny side is very soothing and slowly reached into the water. Scene in front of us stunned. Bar-headed Goose countless vacated overfly because of our arrival, so that the sun became dim, and the voice call and come and go, they are light in the sky in the fly, fall, elegant in calm waters on a long draw of water marks on the surface of the water has been off a piece of thick, but there are still countless birds flying between the mountains and lake. From our feet have been extended to the lake, scattered with a Wo Wo eggs. A stone's Mani Dui Da Cheng distant relative with the snow-capped mountains. This island, lakes and snow-capped mountains stand in the periphery, have witnessed countless times and the changing of the seasons change, this moment, but drop in the ocean, but it allows us to use life-time memorable so moving.
We carefully walk around the island for fear of foot of the eggs. In a boulder behind even found a pile of ashes and Jigen bird bones. After we board a ship and asked if people would eat birds, they are a denial. We are still worried about the fate of the birds, there is no protection. They stopped the boat, even the most devastating is the way of resources to close the net fishing, a fish just jump was thrown on deck, there are about a foot long. Only a palm-size fish have been stuck in a net, we demand that it put, they are free to throw it in the water. This fish grows in the highland freshwater lake, a year is only one centimeter long. Some of us regret it just to eat the fish, if not we, customers, and there is no fishing people like them. Because we love nature, come close to nature, but our actions have inadvertently damaged a desire to protect the main thrust of all natural things.
After landing, we immediately set out. Ban has already lost the public wrong when we arrived the tranquility and calm, full of noise and crowds. Car to the old days when the earth, but also problems, and just have a roadside Xiuju Pu, stopped in the past. We have seen a 4500 Toyota also stopped at that. On such vehicles are mostly tourists, Ali into this season, and in almost all seen in Lhasa. We are talk the same car and Lausanne, Lausanne saw working along the roadside stand. We jumped down from the car, ran towards him, he saw we are very happy. We told him of the transfer of the over, he was concerned for our Master Li asked us all right? He said they had just Rada over the road is not very good to go, to tell Lee the master of some roads, so that he has a ready. Reluctant to leave and then saw her husband came over, we are pleased to hold together. Departure from Lhasa, we have been going to catch them, and did not expect a hit here. The four of us lonely walk in the Ali for almost 10 days, and finally run into a familiar friend. Until Lee reminder that we master the road, before the split with them reluctantly.
Lee Hei hei master watching us laugh: This is your looking for the driver before the bar, people good, he just told me to come, for your own good points, saying that you are good boy. Just now, we see the two of them chatted for a long time with the Tibetan language, the original saying is this. We have no Master Li explains why in Shigatse looking car, a few days to get along and found that although the temper haste Master Li, but also a good-hearted, put the situation right, he had to come clean.
Back to Shiquanhe, we rest a night. Master Lee continues to repair.
Author: rommo
