Second heaven and earth, then Kamoku
I have lived in Kamoku four days and three nights, taking up a quarter of all my travel time. I am a little luxury to enjoy a few days and nights. This is a place so worthy of my nostalgia, but let me to stay only one purpose: because, where, like most of the Langmusi - my heart's paradise.
Large forces are the first to reach Kamoku afternoon, we went straight to the inn to find a friend - Plum Inn, Inn name has come from, because the hostess name plum flowers, beautiful and pleasant sounding name, as owner of the hospitality and simplicity.
In the afternoon after lunch, her colleagues, and when the mad rush to the Zermatt, in my host family's yard washing his head, the sun, shampoos, hair wafting scent I smell a faint hint of a familiar flavor. That was in langmusi it, like the warm sunshine, the same shampoo, I put heart to stay there, and it is felt that in Kamoku - the Mongolian Tuva's village, I saw Langmusi of shadow.
By the time the sun not yet down to 4 twisted my, with the camera. Although the surface of the ground, in order to find the next best place to shoot sunset, but I know, I was so anxious to understand this ancient and mysterious village, I like the taste of the kind of deja vu.
The boiled mutton is a lively dinner feast, lovely Kazakhstan Bear with a whole sheep please us Daya Ji. Lamb served, waiting time, and the companions were playing with the pirate captain and 007 of the game, using a variety of strange ways, laughing to almost Zhibuqiyao come. I feel that they have gradually integrated into the collective, becoming part of them, though, I still did not tell them that I like them.
As usual, staged on the table, "Elang legend," back to house to rest, the emergence of hope in the sky, the stars Mimizaza, Big Dipper huge and bright, even, but also saw the Milky Way, can continue to feel very cold. As a result, only a little while to appreciate, it was cold forced back to the warm huts, and roommate of three partners in a little chat a few, they fall asleep.
The next day in the morning, and go horseback riding companions. Seal off because of heavy snow, we may have to ride to the Kanas. I am riding there is an instinctive resistance, because when I travel, all will be riding with the Tibetan herders tried to persuade me not to ride as a game. May be that day, I asked for a horse, would like to know about, although this is not my first time riding.
Three hours, I believe that my partner who is extremely enjoy this trip, indeed, in the vast prairie on a horse race is a great enjoyment, so that in the old leaves joke ready Kamoku looking for a cemetery, all in every day, riding a horse can be bolted on their pastures. However, in my case, that a three-hour process, they are not good enough, although the wind Mercedes-Benz also made me feel extremely happy, but think of a well-intentioned advice and herdsmen living around examples, there is no mood to enjoy. Therefore, the return journey on the road, and did not let horses run together, but let it walk with assurance, I do not want any harm, whether it is for the horse, or for myself.
Understanding of the owner's daughter, Xia-xia is a chance in the inevitable. End riding horses, playing hostess to accompany me plum satellite telephone, Lu-yu little girl came back from the shop, I casually said something, and my sister hello, the girl child, went so far as very politely back with a very standard Mandarin I 1, sister hello. The moment we love this adorable and clever girl. The afternoon, with the consent of her mother's consent, I took her to the walk around the hillside behind the house.
It was a perfect afternoon, we are under the tall birch casually found a place to sit, the warm sun through the leaves on us under the mottled shadow projection. Girl sitting next to me lean on the side, like a small magpie spoke as Cha-cha to place the little things in her life, I smiled and looked at her like a sister to watch their parents as full of sympathy and affection. In this way more than an hour sitting, smiling, chatting, eating little snacks I brought, until the sun began to west. Before leaving, we also picking up, pick a lot of leaves to go home, it is the wish of girls, she said she took her father's commitment to pick up the leaves, but a long time because of busy and did not fulfill his promise. When the desire to meet a time when girls face, and bloom like a beautiful blossoming incomparable smile. I like that smile, simple and clear.
I know, I love this place, in love with this girl. So, that evening to discuss the next day's itinerary, I hesitated several times, finally gave up but stay Hemu Kanas. Because I know that if we easily miss the Kamoku, I will regret it.
Therefore, the next morning, I stood in the sun with a smile to my friends together for five days say goodbye to 11 foot, and horseback riding, and riding. I do not like such a scene, the flavor is too strong sentimental. Only that I have no sadness, because I feel they will meet again to me and were only temporary.
Away of the partners, Hemu is my one person has.
That morning, I decided to walk the mountain turn streamer, with walk way. Terrible is I chose the wrong path - I did not take concrete road, but would like a shortcut up the hill to go. Recall that section of the road, really can be horrible to describe, well looked overgrown with the "weeds" of the mountains, in fact, full of waist-high shrubs, bushes when I found that I became an obstacle to progress, I am dilemma has come to the point - forward and backward, through the bush to be. With its back to the better bravely move forward. I have no way of thorns toss the bundle inside, tingling in the hands, legs thrown up, and I have been bitten psychological panic for the thorns to me far outweigh the trouble created. Not take the road more than 20-minute period of distance, I approached the road but took more than an hour. This is the experience of more than an hour, let me forget a long time. When I finally reached that streamer smoothly, I knew I was victorious, with a fashionable words, "I beat myself." And when I switch to finished streamer, I vaguely felt that way, I will go very safe. I do not have faith, but, I still harbor piety.
Down when the course will not backtrack again, and along the cement road down the mountain, I am eager to find a "grass plump" place to sit to see surging. Kamoku the morning the sky is cloudless, near noon, clouds will gather up the slightest way, to the afternoon, it will thus bringing into a beautiful white flowers blossoming. So every day.
In the Kamoku, looking for a suitable place to rest is really easy. I have successfully found accompanied by a stream of grass, the United States and the United States to enjoy my lunch - hard tack, but also in the snowmelt washed into the creek where his legs have become lazy, so I homeopathic lying on the grass down. I do not know what kind of words to describe what I saw beauty, blue sky, white clouds, golden birch, glossy dark green grass, brown horses, the beauty of where I am here is not simply willing to close their eyes . When more than one hour later, I got up, I found my behind, there are several photographers in front of me who Zhangqiangduanpao. Once again, I became part of the landscape in the eyes of others, like, I like Langmusi. See the length of the lens when the yearning for Langmusi unguardedly coming in, and is as old as the small village of the same good and honest people, the only difference is in the days of no Langmusi see the snow. I finally facing the Kamoku sublimation of snow in the heart of the Langmusi beautiful, quiet.
And that night, but also left me a deep impression, not just because I live with two girls from my hometown, but because that night, I was fortunate to get to know the four brothers, I've met people in Xinjiang Legend there is no hospitality and hearty.
That four is a man of the house of a friend, Burqin people, riding on to Kamoku National Day holiday fishing. The next day, I will be chatting up their car to return Burqin, the northern end my trip. Return time is in the afternoon, so that morning I was asked by an invitation to go fishing with them. That morning's harvest is huge, non-Dan to see if they catch the fish, but also saw a special beautiful natural scenery, at noon, but also eat one of them superb cuisine Korean Ji brother to do the cooking himself braised fish.
Before the afternoon, sitting Inn courtyard house chat hostess asked if I will Plum would not have come all of a sudden, there is a parting of the melancholy of my knock, I Zhiwu said there should be time to come forward, but I know, it is possible in this life, they will not go there. I love this place, not only because I hear someone use "the same place where heaven" to describe it, but because, through this ancient and beautiful small villages, through this simple but the inn is full of human touch, I saw my heart's paradise.
I have to leave, even if this life I will then not be Kamoku, I forget this place, because it is the achievements of my mind the perfect paradise with no time.
Author: a_lin
