To walk far from home
In the distance, there is a place where snow-capped mountains with endless, grass, birch forest, and cattle and sheep;
In the distance, there is a place where people, simple, kind, warm and even more expansive;
Whether it is the pace of Qingshanxiushui monk slowly through the rooms,
Or, with the tour's eyes surveyed the ancient roadway thin,
Taught me that joy was some insolent.
That magical and beautiful place, that is, Xinjiang.
I was bound by the plan do not want people who, so often in need of some unplanned things to give themselves create some surprises. As a result, in 2003 the National Day, I gave up longing for a long time and calculating the Daocheng - across the lake, go in Xinjiang. This trip lasted 17 days has been far from a "wonderful" can include, whether to see the scenery is still encounter people who gave me left a very deep impression, let me have the whole of Xinjiang new understanding. It turned out that Xinjiang is not, as rumored, of virgin land, the original, there can be a paradise, it can be home.
First chapter, I walk, so I set out for Xinjiang happy before heard such a statement, saying that went to the Kanas, Tianchi not spent, while the beauty of Kanas lies in the road on foot. As a result, the planned trip to Xinjiang, the first paragraph of the trip, but then Jarden valley to Hemu Kanas foot journey.
Planned departure from Jarden valley time for 9:00 am the next day, "well-deserved reputation" in哈萨克马夫is no surprise given us create trouble. Haggling and negotiations, reprimand, threats, negotiation process long and helpless. Reach a final decision when on the road than the scheduled departure time, two hours later. However, as originally planned can be employed to immediately Road, has been a great happiness, and this time, not asking for more.
Before starting off, bear in Kazakhstan, under the proposal, held a brief swearing in ceremony, 16 individuals in the snow filled the inside tightly Wai dithered, both tried shouting "Come on!加油!! Refueling !!!"。 Today, I still can not forget that at that time had been fleeting aware of that wire is not easy Wei Ren moved to the momentum, but also the strength of unity for this stock. In the bend forward to form a starting shooting photos later, we finally hit the road, that the picturesque beauty of the legendary, we have to go in person to touch feeling. The feeling of happiness wells up.
Heaven is also the special protection of our group came from afar Freelander before an fluttering snowflakes, or days, not long before the snow disappeared without a trace, morale improved greatly increased due to the weather.
16 person team forward by pressing pre-scheduled programs embarked along the way, watching the snow dressed too subtle incomparable beauty, all of them making major changes to the index finger, the camera Kacha-stop. Everyone could not bear to miss this beautiful scenery, and anyone not willing to let the feelings of joy away, and the line and the photo, I do not feel tired. Gradually, the sun actually rose up, and snowy in the sun's light, a shining light Hei Yu, let my heart could not help but also followed up cheerful. The way to a very muddy section of the original mountain, but also because the snow's sake, has become extremely cute. Xinjiang, snow, unlike the south of the moisture, where the snow is dry, Refreshing, and holding in their hands, such as yarn, feather-like soft, but not wet hands; walking on foot, in addition to deep shallow footprints, will never leave muddy imprint. Thus, although some places have seen the turf, but the snow was intentionally walked, stepped up the feeling of the endless exciting moment, straight people suspected to be between the walk in the clouds.
All the way to go, all the way enjoying beautiful scenery gradually changed. Snow was encompassed by the us to stay in the dust, the world back from the winter to the fall you see waves are both yellow and green and white birch forest, where slowly dancing in the breeze, using the language of narrative we are unable to read the story of the fall in Xinjiang. Difficult to forget the first thing one sees Kanas Lake, shock and excitement, that water really is the legendary milk green, in the colorful bush winding down, the U.S. people may not find a suitable word to describe the . Breath-hold with rapt attention, facing the beautiful scenery, relaxed and happy.
Say that water is a spiritual, not fake. Kanas Lake Jackson is, after we first saw that the lake are like insight into my thoughts in general, never never far away. As a result, all the way, all accompanied by flowing streams of sound in the bush walk through, at the foot, is secondary to the golden leaves carpet, intoxicating incomparable.
Which took a dramatic turn about, they saw a broad close to the Kanas River plains, rather, is a glossy dark green grass, the edge has 23 wooden huts. Noon midnight, smoke curl with one of peacefulness looks like. Lunch is a solution to this piece of grass, and the edge, as well as feel comfortable and cattle eat grass. A gust of wind blowing, there is no river in the Hana surf off too much, but added overblow of a deciduous tree, there were numerous, kicking up leaves that we have dropped chopsticks broke into the rain, want to use the camera a rare record of the beautiful.
Taking a breather after dinner, we hit the road. This is what we spirits high, "donkey-line song will" open the curtain on this. From the "golden sunlight Liangliang, red chicken sing 3 sing" to "in the sea side of the forest inside a group of blue-Wizard" to "Song of the wilderness", we will be singing all the singing, over and over again, with songs from the heart the deepest Department expressing love for nature and life. Although not as good as the morning turns the scenery is so infinite, but also extremely beautiful. All the way singing is accompanied by all the people are simply happy with our own happiness.
In the evening, came a little the banks of streams, streams are not deep, but the upstream and off is obviously impossible. The only access is a fallen white birch. Peer partners carefully one by one through, Willysen a careless slip, so that all members are cautious, even a few partners, standing trunk, stone, mud on the ground for collusion. Those places, based on already difficult, not to mention, they also provided assistance to a partner, adopted one after another. In their help, even the most timid of the scenery has also successfully passed the barrier. All of a sudden, we really liked this group of friends, love this group, secretly happy to be working with such a group of people together in the beautiful walk through between. A great pleasure.
However, time is beyond the control of us to enjoy scenery, sunset, and we hurry to rush camp, the streams and woods at this time is no longer beautiful, but terrible obstacles. Really leaky house, seemingly endless, with everyone tired mood to enjoy the scenery, when suddenly told that we have the wrong path! This is the world's most painful thing. Finally to the camp, the almost dark, and before we finished rolling camp, days have been completely dark down. That night, the Star America is unusually moving, and the night falls you can get as if reaching stardom. Another beautiful scenery, it can hardly compete with the cold, get the dinner rush Xia Du, but also baked for a while the fire, go into a tent in a hurry. Did not properly appreciate the Star that night was the biggest regret of my trip so far, come to think is still sighing repeatedly.
The previous day's march beyond the plan to make the next day we can have plenty of time to slowly walk Kamoku. Whenever he woke up wake up again in the river while listening to old leaves a vivid image of the master exposure photography class, and he plans to Sheung when almost noon. She began to tell jokes, and the sense of distance between the group of partners, gradually fade, although I still do not let them know that I really like them.
On this day the scenery, with the first day compared to a lot less, and we walk the horse Road (later did I learn that this is simply not "Ma", but the original road!) In the bush to the depths of the spread of , there is no end. Is still a happy mood for a peer group of partners, for the beautiful scenery in this way.
When Wo Kimura finally appeared in our line of sight, some succeed and the joy in the hearts of rippling. Kamoku, and finally, or teach us to come to an! Although, that moment, I did not realize that part of my foot on the tour has drawn to a successful close
Author: a_lin
