Asian Tour (2) [Author: Abies]
Jinguancheng starry clouds may rain xinduqiao noon-day shade, and Miss Zhao Wen and Beijing contact talked over the phone, and was admitted to self-organize the Daocheng of Mr. Pan and Mr. Chen Yu gives us a good bead set peak hotel room. Contact properly set time the next day, the afternoon in Chengdu, a small change. As Mr. 2 did not give us the ticket set back to Beijing, Fengming slightly unpleasant. Seemed to be able to buy full price tickets, and rather than think of discount tickets in advance. Anti-Nian think prime-time ticket is indeed difficult to make, full-price tickets are also able to Change a advantage but to the adaptable.
Chengdu plains are not a little mountain's shadow, rainy and humid climate, the streets of the businesses, streets in Beijing are used to for people who are not fresh. There are more unique flavor snacks, the restaurant is chic and elegant southern city of rickshaws showing features. But the more attractive or unique history and culture of south-west Sichuan are Xiuse and garden. Drizzly rain to re-visit that I and my companions Sixteen years ago, the Wu Hou Temple Cengjinglaiguo. Inside the quiet courtyard, housing Ting Su-ya; bamboo lush, green and very attractive, such a beautiful northern China rarely seen. As a center for Shu, Liu Bei tombs here; but people spared no efforts, wisdom, virtue of the Wu Hou Zhuge Liang's admiration may fare better than one domain, it has always been strong incense. Du Fu's poetic couplets and contain everywhere.
Cinei In addition to worship the statue, but also demonstrate that it then wise to streamline the march of equipment designed to Zhuge drum: Can one side when the pot on the one hand when the drums, the economic and practical. Inside the top beam, who wrote the wise admonition of the eight-character maxim descendants: "weak fame and fortune, quiet Zhi Yuan" - to look up the high realm. All worship at the shrine before a Junchen, many Wenguanwuqiang the "looks" unavoidable rigid identical, but an authentic Yue Fei "former Inst" describes a kind of ancient deep Chidan sentiments, Youguo heart exhaustive Bifeng, so that modern people thoughts dashing, very excited. Fengming then used the camera to all the writing exam compiled a report.
In the evening we sat rickshaw, Chiba several names snacks, Fengming also good enough for a while, "Massage", back to hotel feel at ease forever, ready to October 1st to come.
This day has finally arrived. We outfit is complete, early and wait in the hall. Some want to travel down from time to time guests. Take a look at the appointed time has come to Rengmo and let us know. Mr. Ban, Mr. Chen come? Services, the stage has two fat, a large-scale bulk sample of the people there and turn, not as tourists. Fengming asked me: "They like not like spies?" I said like. How tour guides do not come? Fengming pick up the phone dialed the number. I saw just now two people in a pick up the phone. "We're into the hall, and where are you?" "We are also the hall." - Turned out he was Mr. Pan later journey we call him Pimpin.
We have signed the travel contract. Soon Miss Zhao Wen with four young counterparts in Guangdong tourists and another guest came to the hall of Beijing, also contracted. Were all neat, guides we will be left to Mr. Chen ticket. So we add the driver line of 10 people boarded a dark red Mitsubishi van, at 9:00 Am start from the Everest Hotel and began a 7-day Shangri-La tour.
Dealers Cheng Ya highway, had been very straightforward. Pimpin said something guide lines. Although not so clear-sky (rain is said to Chengdu), when I saw the distant hills and distant village hut relaxed, I really hope this will be their home. Driving through Qingyi, Yaan begin trek to the mountains, roads, rugged gradually narrows, between the vehicles increased, the speed is becoming slower. This is the only one leading to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau in southwest Sichuan-Tibet line of State Road 318. Along the way from Tibet to see a long line of military trucks down the car that read, "military and civilian Yushui Qing", "a pro-Tibetan" and other words of the slogans, speed limit is only 15 km / hr. Noon through the current domestic longest highway tunnel - Erlang Mountain Tunnel, travel 4 km. Since then the road will be getting worse, more dirt is not repaired, the vehicle can only bump the creep feed. Encounter narrow roads and lots of vehicles are often waiting, slower than walking.
"Approaching the Dadu River, right?" I looked out the window of the mountain to ask questions. This is my rehearsal to be on-line information theory. Pimpin said that has not arrived yet. I felt there was a look in mind. May be small to see the film "Dadu" give me deep impression's sake, I am more than the Red Army was also looking forward to "flying wins" Luding Bridge.
Was finally allowed to gaze longingly into the Dadu River. Highway in the high hillside, the Dadu River, as a deep wound of the bright band at the foot of the ravine in the mountain. Because only allows one-way traffic, long line in front of cars stuck in the mud, walk by. An excellent opportunity and I rushed off to view the Dadu River Fengming. I went to edge of a cliff, feeling the battleground of the valley as a steep, unknowingly forward 50 meters, with different zoom shot 7 photos.
Back to the car suffered a mockery of everyone: Some people say that I am a "sprint champion"; Some people say that I can out of an album of the Dadu River; also say that I am the murder of film - the weather really bad day, King is also not good. Zhao Wen said the bad weather last year, she also did not shoot the film Xiannai Ri Snow 7. Which makes me excited is the Dadu River History: The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, where there is the tragic tale of a Red Army hero of the story.
15:00 More than half of the car only last until Shanghai Ding County. Small town, where the houses seem very ordinary, mostly Banjiu not the new modern buildings. Unusual is the Dadu River shelves with iron chain suspension bridge of this: This bridge was built 300 years ago, the bridge 13 by a thick iron chain anchoring the two sides in the Dadu River, about 100 meters wide and 3 m above covered with a double-strip planks. 67 years ago, the Red Army 1st Corps in that there is no board to successfully grab the iron chain crossing the Dadu River, shattered the enemy trying to take advantage Dadu eliminate the dream of the Red Army. This is the history we have a decisive victory. Now walking in the shaking of the iron chain bridge, watching some of a river under the bridge a little, imagine the year here, the bridge is more steep, the water is more urgent, war-torn situation, it seems very long from now has. A fat boy rented a red suit standing on bridge photography, some people say that this is where the Red Army soldiers, is simply the landlord Well. Bridgehead south of the height of the mountain to build a house, climbed a look, or simply enshrines Buddha Incense smoke and I said in unison Fengming boring. In my mind, I worship the Red Army to be ten thousand times better than the Buddha.
We Luding Bridge side of a restaurant meal hungrily ate lunch out of date. After dinner continue to Sheung bumps. Some saw a far snow peak mountains, from Beijing ZHOU excitedly shouted: "Look, - snow-capped mountains!" We started you do not believe this is snow, dirt stuck her as "altitude sickness", wait to see the only one correct: It is with a snow mountain, or mountains have snow! Rear children in Guangdong Fellow Master Chen pointed companion to everyone say: Look this is not a reaction to the altitude? We looked back and saw that his master had been reclining on the same seat his head yellow fall asleep soundly. We think Pimpin say "sleepiness" is also a symptom of altitude sickness, have the right to judge in favor of this.
Teta car along the river road. The road is still rough and bumpy, Britain is said to have comrades in the back from time to time "exchange location." Fold more abundant river water, white spray for the Beijing guests endless envy and amazement, I feel rare: "In Beijing to be able to see this water, long queues of tickets!" At dusk to the "Happy Valley, YO-YO" in Kangding, from the edge of the town too. Hill is said to have horse racing games, but we can not see where refueling stop any views, nor too much to stay, we took advantage of darkness has not yet Tunjin, and then hurry off mountainous climb.
Nightfall. The gradual elevation above sea level. Evening 7:03 carved turn the altitude of 4298 meters of the folded mountainous Yakou. Mountains Hanqixiren, roadside snow nearby. Stars in the sky a one exposed face was as bright as has been polished. After an hour came to an altitude of 3450 meters a "paradise for photographers," said xinduqiao. Drive to a hidden Zhai, under the Tibetan residential areas. Owners and their home a pair of beautiful children - dressed in colorful robes of the juvenile has been waiting to meet us at the door. Pimpin what we came to car owners who warmly shook hands with him. The bright day, the stars and the Milky Way is clear that more people getting excited after they cried. I have forgotten how many years did not see such a Star of the. Lived in large cities are used to always think the sky is no longer there so many stars. As to another world - an original, fantastic, close to the real world of the universe. Standing here, I very much involved in astronomy.
In the way to the village to go to dinner, we all discussed constellation. Longitudinal north-south face of Tianhe, Zhou Li relying on knowledge of a child identified a Cowboy, Vega, and the Big Dipper, pointing to those flashing bright stars to our description of excited. After dinner came back, Guangdong Fellow children Huang and Chen master craftsmen continue to study celestial phenomena, and position of doubts. "You say which side is the South?" Coincidentally, I just carries a compass, and hurried Didao their hands, so that they feel more accidents. "You are not in school?" "Do not read - we read off of!" I said.
We all live in the second floor master Doje a 10 bed upstairs large room. Hut there is an open-air balconies. The owner of the room the whole story buildings leased to guests live, but are not afraid of their own hard to ride on the lawn outside the building to live in tents. However, no yellow here, you want to master the "bathroom" so he was very sorry. After dinner the owner invited us into the kitchen a small seat. Hostess with a big tall bamboo-like container cutter stumbling butter tea - yak milk is probably a mixture of butter and tea, a moment has given us each down a bowl of steaming hot, buttered tea milk fragrance overflowing let everyone taste . We could not even drink three bowls, a very comfortable feeling. Then they brought some home-made owner of highland barley wine, we drank. Drunk, we reported the names of each other. Master chef Chan said Wong Ten Outstanding Young Persons in Guangdong, one of the future.
Give us a moment Pimpin demonstrate self-tsampa - scoop a spoonful of butter, grab a handful of barley flour, and mix well by hand. But he has always put more butter. Hostess laughed: "You become an Avanti!"
We all want to hear the story of Avanti, so the hostess say: Avanti to the landlord Jiazuo Ke, saying that as long as the bowl of tsampa enough. To assertive, he not ask for much, so I agreed with him. Every time he put a lot of butter, see the barley flour is not enough, but also add a lot of barley flour, the total transfer is also uneven. Waiting for the final well, has become a big tub of tsampa. Really distressed for a return to the landlord.
Hostess, then yellow master apparently did not understand, who thereupon asked. ZHOU seriousness to hearing what he said: "this is the case, and we used to have one called Avanti ... ..." "ah ~~~~~ this I know." Huang master fast, smart answer to all of us laugh . See, however, Master Wong is still a serious look of his face after listening to the explanation of the Zhou Li. Since then we have a lot of people wanted to hear him laugh, Guangdong Mandarin.
Pimpin the clutch tsampa finally do, we got a little older people who do not have hands clutching a taste happily eat spotless.
In order to meet our interest in Tibetan, the hostess tells us: the stars are "dry the Sky"; the sun is, "You Ma"; the moon is "Lydia." My understanding of "moon" the word I remember most clearly, because I have read a childhood in Tibet myth, the story of the moon goddess is called "Dawa Dolma." Memory that is a beautiful, touching legend, a name I have never forgotten this.
(To be continued)
Author: Bashan]
