8 woke up very early the next day, less than 7:00, I came to the grasslands. This time, Luorongniuchang completely or night, a moon is still hanging mid-air, Yang Maiyong and Xianuoduoji clearly visible in the moonlight. At night the temperature dropped below zero several times, grassland, end up with a layer of ice on the people walking above the sound of giggle.
This time, the grasslands, besides me, there are a few photographers playing with it in their machines. The whole earth seems to be still asleep.
I walked straight up the hillside opposite, choose the right approach, quietly waits for the sun to come out.
The temperature is too low, I have only kept rubbing their hands stomping, in order to resist the erosion of the cold look.
The eastern sky gradually light up. I tightly pegged Yang Maiyong, we saw the top of a length peaks from white to yellow, to golden yellow, was finally coated with a layer of pale golden light! I have continuously pressed the camera shutter.
Jinshan the duration of sunshine is very short, quick peaks turn white again, but more and more bright.
Today's plan is to go to sea and milk colored sea. Heard that road is difficult to walk, originally looking for someone to take to the road together, but this time are either busy filming the sunrise, or not yet up. A friend of mine admonished me think of that as far as possible to do a colorful sea of people walking, insecurity, but also cited last year there was a single example of the disappearance of tourists on the road, can not help but unsettling. However, such a long time, are nothing has been done, one grit one's teeth, let's go.
Soon see the front of the locals 4,5 a hurry, and talk a few words, the original is a switch to Hill. Over them, and to continue to move forward.
The more forward, at higher altitudes, steep road and the more rugged, while Yang Maiyong more and more near, more and more bright. I stopped again and again, we face the Yang Maiyong photographed.
Change the way in the film, when one makes me feel down to the freezing point of the things that happened: the rolls of film there is not even installed good! In other words, last night's sunset and sunrise this morning, all air shot! I feel a tears.
But what can I do, I harbored hopes of one ten thousandth (inverted films not only because Daohao) Remove the film, re-fitted with a tube and continue to move forward.
Soon they caught up with several other monks of Mt. One of them, sub-Weng's 18-year-old said he was a monk, 38-year-old has so far turned seven times mountains, and each time took 4-5 days. This is with several other monks to turn Xiannai Ri (that is, I had been more than a few of those original monk who is also, not at all do not see them!)
Came to a full of Mani Dui and streamer of slopes, Xian Nairi side peaks are displayed in front of. This is the second monk said Weng Kuan Yin Bodhisattva on the shoulder. Several towards Xian Nairi they kneel down, I've learned them, take the ring finger and thumb with both hands, five body voted to worship has been stifled. Perhaps the mountains of oxygen, I knelt to mind when you turned out to be a blank, but also never thought to what the Goddess of Mercy is willing to given before, but willingly bowed to the foot of the majestic Kamiyama!
Go by the conventional method, you can go to milk the sea from here, Zaiqu colored sea. However, the monk, on sub-Wong: "We first went to sea-colored bar," As a result, while the straight crosses, there is no road, close to 5000 meters above sea level, and steep slope, each step is too severe asthma, cardiac chest as if to get out of the general In fact, they have become more heavy, but I still go up step by step, toward the peaks.
Finally arrived on the hilltop, colored sea suddenly appeared in front of us. I and sub-Weng they sat cross-legged on the ridge, the eyes are staring at colored sea. Weng said sub-colored ocean is holy lakes, sincere people can see all kinds of ordinary people can not see inside something, he had seen a temple in the lake.
My thoughts are also focused on how straight, will not be able to see all the strange sight of. Oh, well, do not see will not see it, I am only a mortal, all the earth, I can not remain unaffected, let me dream, to continue the roll bar in the Red Dust.
As the times they want to turn monk Weng Hill, a little rest for a while they would continue to hit the road. Good-bye to them, I walked down the slope, came to the lake. Gradually from the shallow water depth in the blue sky, snow-capped mountains shine under the rendering of blue, purple, green and several kinds of colors, elegant to the extreme! I squatted by the hand probe into the water, first thing that strikes bone-chilling. Pick up a lake wash your hands your face, but I do not know is that the clear water wash away the dust of my face or my body dirt stains of this pure holy water?
All around no one there, quiet enough to hear their own breath. I am a man wandering in the lake a long time to tear themselves away.
But after all, still have to leave. The sky is so blue pure, magnificent snow-capped mountains are so amazing, holy water is so clear, but I was all of this, just a passing through. Maybe years later, I am no longer me, but it peaks, still stands, the lake is still clarification, mountain flowers, still Whispering flowers, as the millennium, before as after the millennium!
Think am a good film did not result in an empty film installed concerned, suddenly became trivial. There are too many regrets in life with it and we have so many lives to repent 11 Mody? Did not shoot no shoot on the bar, remember always keep in mind that to stay in the heart of the beauty, the beauty is eternal. Maybe this world simply do not really eternal things, in addition to moving in that instant. I came, I found, I had moved, this is enough.
To leave the colored sea, climbed over a mountain, that is, the sea of milk. Looked from a distance, like an emerald sea of milk, green and get people to doubt that this is a wonderland in the end or in the earth. In my opinion, milk, sea-change would be more aptly called the emerald sea.
Then gradually the number of visitors up. Came to the lake, according to a few phase I back away.
13:00 o'clock, I returned to Luorongniuchang. Groom already waiting for me. Back to the tent to take the luggage, and leaves.
In Luorongniuchang out when I come back again and again, looking at the gradually disappearing Yang Maiyong and grasslands.
Left. I said softly.
3:00 or so out to the cloudy dam. 6,7 individuals have been waiting for a train, and have seen.
Although the gold Zhou in the past, but the specific operation of the car has been running very less. Wait until after 5 am, only to wait until a car. I let them go first, and so on.
Getting dark, but still not have a car coming. Can not help but hurry up. However, there is no way, there has not cell phone signals, even fixed-line telephone does not, is a typical "basic communications rely on roar." I've been doing a good job in here, stay one more night and then get ready.
Completely down when the sun has finally come to a jeep. From the outside, this is a scrapped car 5 years, while a look inside, you will feel that five years that they should be two. I asked the local villagers to drive: "Do you have annual review of car do?" Drivers are quite modest: "No" "Then there are signs it?" "No" smile a little sorry for the. "Then you have a driver's license, right?" I do not give up. "Yes, yes, yes", he was relieved.
I consulted with several other vision together, and both are no comments, so, luggage, vehicle, let's go.
Car is breaking point, but the old chap to hold a car to be a little ambiguous, a loose brake, car as runaway horse rushed Sheung. The car is truly a "whole body ring, that is, speakers do not sound," Fortunately, the weather is late, out of the way there is nothing Daocheng cars, and road conditions and drivers are also familiar with, so it narrowly over the mountains, straight Ben Inagi of.
There are 15 km away from the Daocheng about, I have been worried about has happened: the lights are bad, far from light near lights turn lights it, all gone. Cars, there is a car person, trapped in the barren hills of reaching remote places not see five fingers!
At this time, my value of 6 5 of Mao's finally able to flourish in a small flashlight. I sat in the front row a small flashlight to the Mix, he opened the window, reach out and shining torches in front of the name, it is so, relying on the faint light guide, we continue to move forward. I have been staring at the front, constantly remind drivers to slow down point.
When approaching the county seat, the moon came out, speaking in front of the moon is responsible for playing flashlight brighter than the torch, no need. A few minutes later to almost the same no lights on, and a tractor hit. A cold sweat, a small flashlight had to re-battle.
Finally wait until the Inagi. When you see the town lights, we have a back to human feeling. Under the car at the station, I asked the driver: "You do not go back to the bar tonight?" "Do not back tomorrow, the way to pull the trip back to Aden," Halo!
Bought tickets for tomorrow to Zhongdian. Overnight PENG Song measures.
Author: yangguo3804
