In preparation for overseas matters, I have not been engaged in similar acts after graduating from what is a decent family on, to stay at home for nearly a half-year. Finally, the parents are no longer tolerated by the sound of Xu Tao, in the people's overwhelming fear of SARS among the April 12, I fled to Guangdong, together with two partners in high school, achievements of our eight-day tour of Yunnan . Of course, due to go out less, we are very annoyed with the group to choose.
In fact, traveling with the group also good, in addition to the high bed of soft pillows, room and board worry, there are fully staffed reception, free shuttle service, a very brief trip let me ask ourselves the overall purpose of the visit in the end had come to play with, or to test the Ge Jia Hotel hotel quality of service. After a series of Kunming, Chuxiong, Dali, Lijiang Four days later, on the fifth day (April 16), we embarked on leave to the Lugu Lake.
I have not much knowledge of the Lugu Lake, only vaguely remember that I had heard of a television program on the Mosuo people, walking marriage, matrilineal clan, the daughter of the word like the country, and read about before leaving roughly maps, the rest will be ignorant of. So along the way, I am on the right track Yi wore a hat and generous woman, the cattle arrived at the central road of dirty children, a seat of excessive weakness exposed reclaimed a large mountain, one by one that says what "gas model village" "woodland demonstration "a small stone, as well as Nazuo frame in the Jinsha River in need of people and vehicles of the wooden bridge (the bridge was later realized that this name became widely known), etc. All these are exuberant mood. Oh, I must mention there is an average of one minute of that round after round must Shui chicane and that once covered with asphalt the sections of gravel road was too late, these have fully tested our anti-vomiting, anti-motion performance (thanks to big brother technology drivers good).
In the bumpy, 45 hours after they were seen in the Ninglang Xian City, the fourth of our tour guides, a country with half and half Han Chinese descent Moso a beautiful girl, and we then logically into the topic of that mysterious land of the beautiful daughter. Through guided tours of the explanation, we Mosuo people's religious culture, myths and legends, burial customs of marriage has a shallow understanding. The most spectacular of course, the number of take that part of marriage, but did not know was due to tour guides or because she was not pretending to be a mysterious lake life has for many years has resulted in a lot of places I have not understood, but the girl's Hanabusa Moso (also known as flower floor), and bonfire party (the correct word should be jumping as if Guozhuang) on Mosuo affection between men and women in each scene to pull the palm of the hand has been sketched out in my mind a wonderful picture. In fact, people go Mosuo many people think marriage is not as random, gushing with feelings, they also have strict ethical standards, are not allowed to go with the marriage between the clans, but also not allowed to pedal a few boats in the front of the family, said the elderly exodus of marriage-like words have even been regarded as taboo, is absolutely prohibited.
Leave Ninglang, car walk through dense forests and roads are flat a lot. Perhaps because of his previous excitement, I gradually came to commit to starting difficulties. Just as I was in the car when the back seat backwards, tour guides crisp voice suddenly sounded in the ears: "By!" I hurriedly opened his eyes, suddenly less than Fangde was pleasant to the eye in front of a Sky Blue attack, the better for a while before slowly Guo Jin years. This is what side of the lake? - You Lan, quiet, congested, to astonish.
As usual, we have the car in the viewing audience, this time the lake is more reckless of her to show us the beautiful - dark green of the mountains encircling the lake like a mirror, in the sunshine reflects different levels of blue , where services than the Island and Snake Island (or Bird Island? has not figure out) dotted where Rieg Peninsula, just like a huge crocodile dormant in the lake central, Gehm goddess mountain in front of our sacred light shines. Lugu Lake is like the goddess of the Landuan dresses (many people have such an analogy, which I also can not escape), and no one folds. I think probably every girl would want to own such a skirt. Here naturally the murder of many of our films, even though everyone holding hands only "fool" machine.
Auto lake moved into the village fell into the water, I looked at the roadside wood leng ovary, an idea arises spontaneously into the fairy-tale world - these are houses built from the logs seemed to be only should appear in our childhood fairy-tale book in. Lake stopped car ride Zhucao Chuan (a kind of middle of which is hollowed out canoe) the lake is our first show. Lake beach with many tall and robust poly Mosuo people (boatman), a flushed face, wearing dark Zhang leisurely smile. They are dressed in beautiful national costumes and exceptionally bright - Women wearing short and around his waist coat and a white ankle-length pleated skirt, a colorful coarse beam waist belt, wearing a black wool from the disk into the header, the above do not with red flowers and fine beads; man was wearing a jacket, a red cloth around his waist belt, wearing, or light brown or jet black leather hat (shaped somewhat like the kind of wear cowboy). In my view, each of them a very beautiful and handsome, appropriately with the surrounding lakes and mountains together, but added those of us who appear so incompatible with uninvited guests.
To our Boat is a middle-aged women and a look Mosuo only fifteen or sixteen years old Moso youth. Women sat in the stern in charge at the helm, juvenile in the boxes that draw the bow. I noticed that they are in their own seat cushions covered in a fur. Ship slowly sailed out of the lakeshore, to the lake where the service i. fled. Then I found the lake a counter that we have seen in the viewing platform to the calm, becoming active together. Wei Liang wind blowing on the lake, rolling waves splashed beating us to the ship's side, the boat also will be shaking up. I pay close attention to the rise of the reflective side of the boat looked, relieved against the blue sky and white clouds in the lake show a real alternative to the US dynamic.
Said, "where works than" is fine spring day in the Moso language the meaning of the land, when we boarded the lamasery Nazuo fine spring day, he immediately was attracted by its quiet. This is what I set foot in the first lamasery, so I, like many devout Christians, like walked around the temple, turn one after another through the wheel. I think I should quickly grant the visa down bar.
Back to falling into the water, we checked into the one called "Moso House" family-style hotel, in addition there is no bathroom (Mosuo admired Vulcan, incompatible, so do not set up the bathroom at home) and the thick smell of WC a little, the environment is better than I imagined, there are blanket it bed. Me and my two partners, assigned to a room bordered by a lake, Shuangsi a!
Taking advantage of more than an hour away from dinner there, We Three could not wait to slip out and broken sand road along the lake walk slowly, and sometimes take a look at the roadside shops selling handicrafts, sometimes stopped at the shore briefing. I do not know why there is such a magic lake, so that your eyes can not bear to leave her a moment. Finally, we stopped at the "Great Wolf Bar," Hu Di on the outside, looking at this woman's story in Guangzhou, we have not surprised at her choice - and a loved one Sishou in this picturesque place, Who would not?
Gradually dark days, the lake became deep up, then around the tension seemed to make all the inhalation of the lake in general. I have gradually fallen into a state of Meditation years. I do not know how long before, the partners gave me a gentle kick to say "go," I discovered that already with their own eyes filled with tears - to this mountain, this water, these people, Lugu Lake is indeed a people moving place.
Eaten rice, we have a guided tour of down to a spacious courtyard, the door read, "Moso Heritage Museum." Central placed in a big pot courtyard surrounded by a circle has been filled with dense mass to see bonfire party of visitors. Mosuo approaching men and women growing gradually, I was surprised to find that afternoon, as a cushion of fur also has been reversed as Moso girls shawls, so come down for them to add a nameless flatter Mei and elegant.
Pan on the wood was lit party officially began. I saw young men and women holding hands Mosuo surrounded semicircle, followed melodious flute, danced around the fire or fast or slow dance, and sometimes shouting a few words, looks a bit like playing the Naxi dance they are more powerful but more infectious, are said to dance in the ancient times before the invasion of foreign enemies is also scaring away. Led those few guys in particular, eye-catching, in addition to uniform wear black breeches and boots, but also danced energetically particularly neat. They kind of tough rugged temperament Guangdong boys never have, and we spent a few are a little to see.
Become more lively atmosphere of the venue, more and more tourists being added to the queue. Partners were also not sit still, and pulled me to look inside plug. I have always been a place where many people can easily release themselves (in other words I am a coward), they actually helped me a stiff pull up. I flew off to their backpacks, excuses and said: "You go to jump, I can help you to see packets." To know that, but I did the most stupid one of the things that they campfire unbridled smile cried, I regret that allowed grit one's teeth.
Tiao Wan is singing in antiphonal style dance time, all young and old, is surrounded by a campfire, a next one to sing. Moso Moso girls and boys, first right, followed by Moso people and tourists on the final turn into Mosuo girls and male tourists right. Mosuo people's voice loud and clear, but with the rough into a primitive Vacant taste very nicely. I used the phone recorded for a while, although only a few seconds, but I think it probably is where I can take away from the lake the only one originally made in Lake Lugu of things. The atmosphere of evening sound of booing at the tourists themselves have become ambiguous, and that makes me very uncomfortable. Fast finish at a time, we caught a few Mosuo handsome guy took a photograph beautiful, film-round emergency.
Get enough of us and several other tour members came together outside a hotel Shaokao Tan son (one night for each hotel will be erected at the lake with a nylon type of small booths, tents, franchised barbecue), 6 person obstinately bite down the a roast leg of lamb, although used only salt and Cumin (a spice) to season, but exceptionally delicious. Everyone was amused smoked pain of the eyes, a look of satisfaction.
Back to the room, I bent over the windowsill overlooking the lake has long been hidden by the dark themselves, leaving only the sound waves of the lake shore remind people of her existence. I looked up a look, indigo sky actually covered with huge bright stars, it seems that one can reach out to take off a lot. I thought there was a feeling of unspeakable in the surging, never thought not to leave, I would have missed since coming here.
I can not sleep in bed, eyes crossed an a picturesque scenery of a one honest face. I think, Lugu Lake and the Mosuo people have that kind of fascinating - and mysterious Lugu Lake by Moso romantic and beautiful Lugu Lake Mosuo people were moving. Splashed in the water listening to the sound of confused, I slowly up ... ...
Early next morning, we leave return to Lijiang.
Postscript:
Lugu Lake have been returned from two weeks, and right there is always obsessed with everything, so I kept searching on the network-related information, whether it is pictures or travels to compensate for their own on this trip were unknown, the missing , the ignored bit by bit. Through these data, I saw a lot of interesting things; understanding of the old landlords, Tashi; know Zhu Biaorou, Suriname Ma wine; also enjoy the lake thinking, SHE. On the other hand, I was really glad that they are before a trip to the lake did not know much, there is no any preconceptions, there is no any hearsay, nor is there any expectations and illusions; can say that I am using the simplest and most intuitive way - with the eyes, ears, heart - to experience everything there, so I got a lot of unexpected surprises and excitement. I have no doubt that they will once again set foot in this beautiful place, only my destination will be changed to Rigby, small or large nozzle fell into the water. If we give this trip with a date, I hope that after one year!
Author: penny_wise
