"Prairie, milk fragrance, Yili milk US famous," and this ad will lead to my interest in that vast grassland, at that time I do not know why that it would be so fascinated by the green under the blue sky. In short, taking advantage of the first "51" holiday began my quest for the green.
On the train, looking out the window of the familiar scenery, hope that they will soon be inundated with green decoration, but the only one to see again a package of garbage bags with various colors of trees, and the car were chatting too cicada Tongliao some of the travel, so he began to fugue ... ...
To the station is already 6:30 pm, just inside the station will have direct and guest houses, so choose a cheaper room stay there, we began a leisurely look at my Tongliao had. Out of the site and saw the middle of the square stands a sculpture, go back to look at the station, a very interesting thing: here, the station, shops, units are all written in both languages with the Mongolian and Chinese, go for a while, to beat at home a phone call started my first dinner, eating a bowl of noodles - in the outside I like to eat noodles for three reasons: First, a relatively clean, two, relatively time-saving, the three most important, relatively inexpensive . Think of many more to go tomorrow, so retrace hotels, rest.
Early the next morning, he rushed out of the hotel: the square of the sculpture showing the face of it would have: an emerald green of the gallop, but why is the emerald green of the? Is a symbol of the prairie? Or copper sculpture itself is rusty? We do not know. After they used a tripod in front of those snapshots of people on the square faces of a proud self-timer and then go looking for my breakfast, and go back to look at Tongliao station, which adds to the morning of the Mongolian steppe climate of this!
Mongolia's breakfast, in my opinion should be in soon drinking tea, eating mutton Shouzhua Unfortunately, there are no pastures, there is no horse, but the milk tea and mutton in some degree. Into a shop, eat some steamed buns have a bowl of tea - milk tea in Inner Mongolia, is cooked with goat's milk, and brick tea, and both two kinds of aroma and nutrition, rich milk fragrance in Sri Lanka reveal a hint of refreshing tea, soft tea to make your tongue want to go slowly stirring on the inside, a great atmosphere, until every one of your taste buds are infected with a rich aroma of that - but I do not think, but only milk ! Finished breakfast, he saw near a morning market, and went in, where vegetables and Shenyang almost, there is no meaning, so bought some batteries into the bus station.
The bus station was fairly Tongliao open early, 7:00 am there car, and I generally looked at where I'm going to: large plate, from here there are 6 hours away, taking into account the time and money, I have decided to stopped along the way, so choose the one to open Lu car, toward the prairie.
The scenery along the way, I was surprised, Tongliao the most famous West Liaohe River Bridge - the bridge has not completely known Kerqin bridge, the Liaohe River below its already completely dried up, became sandy. Along the way the shadow of the green grasslands that have not disappeared, replaced by three two little sand, and even sometimes on the road will also be filled with the wind rustle through a layer of yellow sand, this time, "Sandstorm" that can be fear in my eyes before the image of concrete up the dim picture of the way until Kailu, grasslands have not the slightest shadow after all.
To the station, disappointed I was also surprised to find a bus bound for "Qinghe Farm," where there must be grassland, I immediately got on board, the driver to also easy-going, but everybody in town's milling for 30 minutes before the final drive, but the final The passengers - including the driver - no more than 5! On the road and talking to him, knowing there is no in-depth Tongliao far from Inner Mongolia, so most of the Han Chinese, even though there are several Mongols, it does not speak Mongolian, completely "finished", and a little disappointed that I asked about the grasslands, he said , May long grass has not yet come out, and only last year's hay, and recently grassland desertification is very serious, sand and hay a hybrid, but a dim, and dim dim days, the person's thoughts may dim up.
Go for a while the road suddenly disappeared, we started in the sand on the real adventure: soft sand, long road, ups and downs of us, sometimes getting stuck car, then the driver will have more than two meters since anti - a long board, on the car, the waiting for a train leveraging open line, in the recovery of wood, which frequently move to a more cumbersome and tedious journey, until some strange people who appear before our eyes: a place far from the sudden emergence of a few people Their very large figure, from me looked as if there are more than 3 meters! But gradually came to the side, frightened acquire the I forgot to ask how the driver is going on, but the fear of loneliness, until they disappear in my eyes, and this has become a mystery in my mind.
Vehicles to pass in the depths of the desert grassland, hay and yellow sand is only 4, a desolate, from time to time be some collapsed buildings, but also the addition of a sad and dreary. Is said here because of the lack of brick pastoralists; or that, in order to facilitate the transfer of grazing, they are using sand to build a house, whenever the rain after a few games, the house was destroyed, but this time that is probably the pasture has been almost completely eaten When finished, so they left the ruins, to continue he moved to a new place, to create a new future of the ruins, which remains the more the better to stay and nobody tube, until it is completely re-death at the foot. Walked on, more and more like the ruins, as long as grasslands, as long as pastoralists, they are bound to go on forever.
Car continued to travel, indulge in them even forgot my own purposes, and seemed to appreciate the nature of human beings instead of retaliation, and suddenly appeared in front of a cluster of poplar, when the burst actually made me feel upset!
Turned to the woods, there's scenes Let me excited - a group, or a large group, to a variety of sheep, goats, sheep, old sheep, lamb, Aries gray sheep, but this time just a passenger to get off, I also Chong took the opportunity down, want to close them.
Let me extremely excited to see the sheep, wanted to immediately get off close to them, just some of the passengers to get on the train, I can fly like a washed down, want to hug them anymore. Unfortunately, as if they do not really like me, always far from dodging me, and I rushed where they retreat to where, just like oil and water, always immiscible. Finally, the entire vehicle passengers laughter, I had to reluctantly take off glasses (camera when I do not like wearing glasses, so the image of my bad), and collectively they are of a shadow. And then boarded the bus to continue our way.
. After a while child, I suddenly realized one thing: no longer a clear scene in front of me, my glasses gone, I have not seen the left to find the right look for the driver noticed my unusual (my favorite car is the location of the co-pilot, while on the scenery here, the best, followed by can have a lot of time and chatting with the driver to understand the culture, history and travel), so he asked me how, and I honestly in order to sue, he would go back to help me find, I am afraid trouble, quickly finding a way out. Afterwards, however, a thought, after all, the relationship between Na Fu glasses after my journey, and originally bought it when it comes to cost me 300 ocean. Therefore, they no longer insist on, and we are beginning to discount a car to go back - just for the moment I can neglect.
Bump for nearly 10 minutes, we finally returned to the photo place, and I hurried off, but I do not wear glasses, after all, is not real, people who long ago saw the car, and hailed me to go to the end of my glasses was finally found again! After this little incident, I feel much better if the Mongols - and if it is in Shenyang, a driver generally will not go back, even to go to return, but also on the extra money, and that also, and a rate is almost new glasses - I do not want people here precious than gold, as the old saying, I just want to say is this: People here are very true, that's enough!
Car is still going on, it's still a pile of rubble, withered, as well as those behind a vast, until my eyes bright: Logically speaking, such a weather, such a place, it is difficult with the presence of water, but now appears in the in front of me, but it is a big lake - enough to have a football field! The vague shapes of blue sky, lit here exceptionally bright, waterside habitat for many birds of unknown occasional 12 launched into, drop, and then another 12 launched into, drop, and seems to be undergoing a relay race then launched into a large group of birds were breeding and habitat on such a forward, as long as there is water, food, grass, and never exist in flight in which Elves! Truck continued to have been driving to the end. To the typical small villages of this, I know I do not have time to appreciate the drivers on the road told me that the big sandbags, began a great atmosphere in this small village: the mud to do all of the houses, arched roof, the occasional sparse exposed straw walls, one of the narrow paths, leisurely grazing livestock, feel comfortable and chat people, constitutes a tranquil atmosphere. Unfortunately, before I could fully into this realm, it is also the village has not traveled to every corner not even stay in a group photo, the driver took me pull whistles got on and left me many times this Looking back, and are still deep in my memory where I do not know it is now okay Mody?
Way back although I have gone through, but because in the opposite direction, observation angle and inner feelings naturally there are differences, coupled with reluctantly because of here, I seem to come a time when more than enjoyable, from the time the car was getting stuck I have to get off camera, to the lake water to the desert, when Pearl took a panoramic view. I was excited in the sand even threw a "pre-roll." But the unfortunate thing is always accompanied by joy took place, again on the bus when the found out that my film ran out, while the camera seems to be because of just fell to the out of failure, I had with the car's only a piece of cloth to act as camera bag, changed into my FUJI400 film a feeling of apprehension they feel about the second volume.
Go back to the time is still passing through the Napian the ruins, I also took a panoramic view for it, and borrowed Mr. Jia Pingao of waste are "his name for its life,
Because from the ruins, I can still smell it once the glory out of its former grand perspective.
Time-off seems to quickly blink of an eye left the desert, then it does not feel that at noon to eat Hao E. Remember there is a Dave milk chocolate, no matter how ugly it had melted too, of which I still taste the "milk fragrant, silky feel."
Back to the open-Lu, I do not know how to catch a team back to Tongliao car, hazy on the back to the hotel.
I have a lot of the night awake, and asked the Tongliao the most famous night market, but owing to Fengshahentai night, the night market on a few people, so I had a fairly can be turned into the hotel and asked for a Congbao lamb, I only remember chef fly a wok with a shovel, lifted a round and round the flame, attracting a lot of "Kitchen" watch, which has undoubtedly contributed to my appetite after a meal, but also into a grill restaurant, where the " sheep tendon "is indeed very good to eat, elastic flesh, thick smell of mutton gas, as well as spices that show tonight, let me have a think about the flow of saliva. Next, in the windblown sand, the night, I returned to the hotel, slept a stable sense to imagine the third day of the trip ... ...
Morning wake up, I started wondering to buy souvenirs and tickets, my next stop was Changchun, Ye Hao to buy tickets. In accordance with the road began to say hello to a small commodity wholesale center Tongliao, but because I went too early, there is also no place of business, so it took two very big circle to eat a bowl of noodles, followed by a good friend is to call the the thought of flying, so playing the past, but the phone that night will be my plan all upset ... ...
After a child, I feel there is no need here, and so on, so called the board to the nation building, such as the same length of time, mainly in the banking inside watching the new book "fifth set of RMB Description" There are Picking Up a piece of stubborn iron, followed by buying a Mongolian yurt-like knife and a sewing box. And then to a wholesale street, to the "Mongol" Wine Liquor Edition (wine collection specially to watch the production of miniature wine labels and bottles of wine and large the same). After the return to the station, Qu Wang Changchun.
All the routes have been so familiar, though come to when I was arriving in the dark. Po on the Beijing-Harbin line, I can easily say to the one which can be in the city. Car met a friend of Jilin University, put the fashion do not understand, I asked a photographer to pieces. In this way, arrived in Changchun.
Changchun, the same dirty. I'm not very good impression here, especially the major problems I found - good use of my bank card! Worse still, is: stay in enough money, but the station also lost 10 yen, which is not enough money under the vote-buying, though I have thought about selling the camera, or free riders on the bus, there is a taxi to go home and then re-pay, but who, after all, imaginary. Here I am thinking of flying, because from Changchun to Harbin, Shenyang, cheaper than going to some, playing the phone and told him I would go to 23 o'clock, flying that he waiting for me.
Time after the film city, or whether it is to FAW no time, I began to follow the people in the street - Street in Changchun, the most important to start small glimpse of Changchun. The architectural style here is quite the style of Eastern Europe, but also the extra length of the road, or at least longer than the map, and I feel bad I have not yet reached the central plaza to turn back the station, and afterwards learned that I am away from it is less than 5 minutes, but even there, then my eyes will be pleasantly surprised Mody? I will have to appreciate the feelings of Yao?
Discovered by accident way back in Changchun, China Construction Bank head office, and made even more unexpected money ... ... But the votes have been bought, and only go to Harbin by.
Night car, the outside can not see anything, only the car to the Dehui workers, out of Jilin Province, the car people will be very small. The North in October, better than the present Hainan, especially in the night, the minimum temperature may reach below zero. This is a good platform at the station and flying cars in the 5,6-office view, a pity that the train started from the first seven cars hanging, playing the phone, and then stand outside to see him, a taxi to their home, as if into a warm embrace, over night.
The next morning, hurriedly woke up, ate set the student vote, visited the Cultural Square, and then met with a friend before driving a pity that he had not. After a hurried return to Shenyang on the car, to the Shenyang North Railway Station - rare in the country's "strict management station" and find out the student vote! After even more unhappy to return home.
After there are even more unhappy: I am out in the desert adventures of two rolls of film - 72 Zhang - the only remaining 20, "Desert Pearl" and my birthday all the exposure of photos, and good "waste are" retained as much memory.
Author: pardon83
