April 25, 2002, a day without any special meaning, I sat in a bus from Chengdu to Kangding car and drowsy. In front of beautiful scenery does not seem to arouse my mood too high, when Hou I am an electronics company in Chengdu to work, my brain think haphazard manner of orders that have not yet completed, has not yet collected the money, everything is bad ...... the owner of the bus is one of my classmates Finally, I was so self-mutilation could not bear to go on dragging me to his car on the ,"...... to a plateau trip, relax two days, never mind the TMD so much "in such a Dun Dun teachings, I am live above sea level position straight up.
Kangding, I am half-asleep and kept repeating the name, then the first attack and I'll sing love songs, in fact I felt pretty Che Dan, how can a little to be proud to show off those things that are left over from our ancestors,呵呵~ being insipid. Good In addition, as no longer relevant to what any of Kangding remain in my memory, always thinking, but also already gone to sleep.
At that time, Hou the road from Chengdu to Kangding is being renovated across the board, or more precisely from the Erlang mountain about 80 kilometers after the tunnel road, as after a raid in general bumps and hollows, cars running in the above have been jumping HIP-HOP, 17:00 a-half to 23:30, 6 hours, 80 km, a ghost.
Kangding bus station in the east, that place called Dong Guan.
My classmates resident of a hotel on the station next to a girl, when we welcome into the ranks, the first impression is very healthy, ruddy (I have not yet had never been seen Gaoyuanhong this concept), immediately I knew the Flying Swallow can call her father is Han Chinese and his mother is Tibetan, I am familiar with her classmates have, and boy flies really is moisture, a little irritably thinking. this time I saw a bed, I hasten to climb, Taking advantage of no client reminders orders, there is no boss read arrears, I have to sleep mad! dream of a river, Refreshing incomparable Zhixie down from heaven, sent deep hum that sounds ......
"Get up, go eat!" Roar from hell, how could that be? I came to rest, I do not get up on time, never!!! "I said Big Brother, do you think It's still early, 10啦" quilt was opened, and no other choice. I have been big classmates that World of Warcraft Master General's face in front of me shaking around, I brush my face, my toilet, I just do not look at this face. depressed, on the Web is the word to describe the feelings I was Hou.
I have spent time in big cities like Shanghai, but also visit more than once been handsome Emei Shan, scenery of Mount Qingcheng, as well as Huangshan, Wuyishan ...... since that human intelligence and the construction of the Seven Wonders of Nature have had the experience does not less, but when I walk out the hotel door, ran into a dark face mighty mountain or a small way I was surprised, mainly because of too sudden bar, across the street, there is a roughly 30 meter-wide river, a total of less than 100 meters away, it then suddenly pulled out about 800 meters on a near-vertical, black, and there is not much vegetation in the mountain. I afford to read one minutes, I suddenly feel This place is very possible and I have gone through all the different places on that moment, everything has changed, I began to focus on the spirit of undisciplined, with a strong desire to want to learn here. I understand Yesterday's dreams, it comes from Natiao stream, the first time I saw a stream from a small town in the middle of crossed, crossed pair is larger than the drop to the river Pentium, issued brawl beep.'s voice is not is not small, when you think it will be heated debate about sleep time, it instantly let you know, quiet is not absolute decibels on the Shizuyori, it is a homonym with nature, and like the wind Bay Greenfield, streams mildly , can be a big side of the river rushes Meditation, but can hear the voice of blossoms as a realm of peace of mind. regardless of how others think, I am sure that because they have this river, where people have more than a few Sub-peace and happiness.
Within the next half an hour, my insight in the fast-growing, buttered tea so that I can not adapt, but could not stand up to my lips because it will become exactly like the boarding of one of the Grand Canyon National Geographic magazine, intimidation, forced to at great speed drained the bowl, and then stuffed with a fried dough sticks to complete forgetfulness that can not be completed. Then I know there is 28 kilometers from here, called the Mu Gecuo highland lake is a pearl here, 130 km a man named Tower of the prairie outside of the public, for me it is another attractive addition to large overseas big attraction of nature, in the grasslands on the way to the tower of the public there is a small town called xinduqiao, alias called "Photo family paradise, "At this point my nerves and pores are beginning to excited, motivated.
Today we will go Muge Cuo, tomorrow is the tower of public and xinduqiao ......
Author: shy0209
