Endless years in the ordinary day, I will always remember it. That day I boarded a train to go south, toward the dream of a long plateau in southern China embarked on what is the first time, the first long-distance train ride, the first time out of Sichuan for the first time a person travels. That Caiyunzhinan where life will become a new starting point, one not too far away from the beauty of Sichuan province, for I am a fledgling start of the pursuit of the perfect people.
Chengdu-Kunming railway route to go through the Minjiang, Dadu and Jinsha and Yalong intersection of mouth, over the mountains to cross the bridge piercing, K113 plays the train carrying me along the way enjoying the scenery. There was a time in the Dadu River side of the road trains are more numerous in the tunnel so I just see the thin strip of sky light which was then being engulfed in the Xichang boundless near the top of a mountain face, the whole mountain is a black rock and blue , blade of grass, just hard brush legislation. Neighbor's home, sister and I'll be got to know each, and talk very yes votes and 19-hour journey do not feel bored.
Kunming, open arms to greet me
Yunnan days away from the ground very close, like reach out to touch; Yunnan mountains smooth thick, has the same trapezoidal Yamagata; Yunnan thick black clouds, such as ink, a low, close to the horizon; Yunnan fog Vacant elegant, veil-like floating in the Tianchou on; Yunnan sun shine, the clouds from a distance in the jump-teng out of d.m.z. put in front of the Peak dyed bright golden ... ... this is all I have to invest in the early morning from the train window, the first glimpse of this piece of land, like thick black of night slowly faded, and Yunnan to me gently aside the veil of mystery.
From the moment out of Kunming station, they love this city, really a little taste of love at first sight. Looked up looked, tower above the light blue of the sky Zhuizhaojiduo white clouds, full thick, out of thin air out of the sky and Chengdu vastly different heart, a burst joy, a feeling to the back I do not know how many charming scenery waiting for me!
Kunming bus from Beijing Road, I started chatting up, walk through Spring City in the southern bright sunshine and fresh air. Because of the well-prepared before the departure, no charge much work, I'll stay to the most beautiful places in the city of Kunming - Green Lake side of the International Youth Hostel. Familiar with the youth hostels of the people know, this is the most suitable place for backpackers. To lay down their luggage, went straight to the vicinity of buckwheat to eat a bowl of steaming fragrant garden of Mengzi bridge noodle, noodle smooth but not too sweet, soup aftertaste.
Kunming Cheng There are too many pretty fun place to wander round-trip worthy person, Green Lake, Tai Guanlou Park, Yuantong Temple, Dianchi Lake, Western Hills, Expo. I went to these places, but also the way to Yunnan University, visited the circle. Now scenes as in front of a screen memory will never erase. Go to Grand View Park to play, full of pools jade plate held out like a lotus in full bloom lotus, lips, swaying in the breeze in the summer of Health posture. Stop arch bridge, watching across the promenade near the water, jade belt lying waves, purple bougainvillea crawling the walls of hollow, distant Xishan line Qingdai winding away, can not tell the relaxed and happy, refreshing. Along the west shore of Dianchi Lake Park, went deep, all the way willow stroked my face, the Dianchi Lake water waves on the foot tapping, fluttering blue sky overhead, all kinds of kite, dragging a long tail, sitting under the uncle who liuyin Eye wear dark glasses, hand-speaking turntable, each like the experts at mind flew into the sky along the Okanagan silk has long been up, and share of relaxed contentment, I am also inspired envy. Open lawn planted with shrubs, a rare species of trees, streams, water subduction In the meantime, white, crimson, purple, orange blossom water in the clear water in the Lotus. Kunming were excellent and, operating out of such a paradise, he was born and bred locals really extremely happy.
This is a little far away from the city a vacation place, and a recent leisure and entertainment outlets in the Green Lake. 7,8 o'clock in the morning, Green Lake has been sunny, tree-lined road along the bridge onto the Swallows, "Tsui dike in Early Spring" into the eyes of the inscription printed, the time Although it is not in the spring, but year-round spring weather in Kunming is still so people feel cool and pleasant. People morning exercises or dancing, or walking for exercise, indulge them. Sun shone on white walls, red door, Huangwa the temple gate, according to the turret on the three-tiered, according to the lake Club to the wooden lattice windows and roofs of leaves Lou spend, but also according to the lens I covet your neighbor's. Night stroll along the Green Lake, flashing neon night in the jump as the wizard, coffee bar, water, housing, Tea House Lane suffused with the half-dark lighting, shadows moving to and fro, discourse endings laughter floating in the air, like a dream the raving like weird and full of temptations. The Green Lake is the night life of another set of this opera.
Later, I came to see Fangsheng Chi Yuantong Temple in several hundred large and small turtles, hotel door in the CPPCC, in the Xishan Taihuasi, in every corner of Kunming Cheng see those facing the bright sunlight, the demon of the burning of I utter the least well-known names could not utter a variety of flowers, that I felt deeply about nature Kunming people's love lives. This is a taste of paradise filled with secular, people have a sincere love of the city. When I climbed on foot from the Western Hills scenic entrance gantry Qian Zhang, a look knows no boundaries of 800 years of Dianchi Lake in the field of vision gradually expand, the entire fan-shaped spreading at the edge of Kunming Cheng, and Dianchi exist side by side, perfect together.
Dali, Erhai Cangshan between the Imagination
Early in Jin Yong's novels are interesting to read Duan Yu bizarre story behind him Dali was blurred, as covered with a network of mysterious treacherous, they strike one endless reverie. When the car along the road towards Dali Dali Old Town, which Cangshan Erhai caught in between a large white display in front of me, I know that I have come to the city at the foot of Dali, but the heart was asking, "This is the Dali do?" I look forward to reveal the hearts of mystery.
Had intended to stay at the Four Seasons Inn Kunming CYTS introduced, short-lived fad can not find the shop had seen Dali Youth Hostel, simply lived inside. Now think about it, I do not regret, though, after reading the four seasons, immediately condemned by his hasty, (This is the Dali Bai-style inn left my first Fantasy, Imagination come back next time when the garden-like sitting on it courtyard breakfast) because in the ancient city of youth hostels have encountered three very good playmate, Chongqing's siblings Siu Ting, watching and Chengdu plum sister.
The next day, thin clouds Fengqing, I Siu Ting, watching the carriage, the ancient north gate out of town, away toward the troops on Lake Erhai. In the motor to start amid the clatter clatter of the boat away from shore, and forge ahead into the embrace of a broad Erhai Hao-miao. Dianchi Lake, Erhai Lake, although not large, but the boat in-depth which is also looked up looked boundless inter-ya. Standing on the bow, winds agitation skirts, Dan Dan moving rapidly rushing water waves, the distance Cangshan lingering clouds in the line under the yudai not wake up, the spectacular grand Nanzhao back into the movie is also a white line. Faced with this situation, R & B, Millennium's reincarnation can not be changed the face of it. We are excited with open arms, and loudly shouted, feeling with the integration of heaven and earth, a surge of pride in their hearts rolling billow.
In the ancient city of Dali there are two blocks of tourists to this itinerary, the revival of road and洋人街. Revival of the ancient city of north-south road runs through the tower, in the middle there is a five Chinese building, three are far-a good location overlooking the city panorama. Walking in the revival of the road, trees Yiyi, water gurgling, marble, smooth road at the foot of plate spreading, is a wood-block facade of shops on both sides of the streets from time to time tour guides dressed in costumes Bai, insisted on a small-Hua San, Maner gourd playing folk music of Yunnan wire so it looks as though the flow of air. Marshal House in front of the presidential military forces of several five golden flowers look like Bai dressed girl sat together looking at something, talked and laughed, attracting visitors to have a passing front of them to the murder of film. I also photographed one, which is one of the most beautiful stand up and fight eagerly look into the distance, quite interesting. To洋人街Paojiu Ba Guang Yeshi night, the first choice among visitors. 洋人街night lights, voice noise, filled with exotic and ethnic flavors in a small room, people and foreigners sitting in the same table, sip a toast. Sister, Bai and Tibetan so that this guy is full of modern flavor of small streets with Yi Gu Tiaodang the nimbus and the wild mountains. I went into a water bar, candle gently illuminate their stores, furnishings simple and plain, decorated with a number of magazines, out of a "tourist heaven and earth", asked for a cup of mango milk, thus elatedly starting to enjoy this night time. Under a question and did not want the owner is in Chengdu, and she said he also came in college, fell in love with Dali is cool and pleasant weather and the different kind of life, three years ago, he quit his job to shop here. I found Tingzhuotingzhe suddenly as if by what has never before been found in the things of life had been really there is such a law, it is actually as simple as, on the exposure to this small bar, vividly interpreted the . Then came the shop knew the shopkeeper points cigarette, and come to chat with. I then began to Imagine a day when he can shop in the ancient city in the bay, as exposure to the same hometown and acquaintances pay lip service to enjoy the breeze and the moon Erhai.
Plan to go to see Bai Hei Chau houses, because of rushing to go to Lijiang, the remaining had just one afternoon near the Three Pagodas and the old town near the inside pocket of the lap and rewarding. In the reflection of the parking lot outside the park and get to the point of view a few good King, 50-odd ticket count province. Upstairs in the Nancheng with wide-angle panoramic photos of a few, and finally find out the original there is a large city south of the new urban area, have resolved the doubts When I first arrived. When the car carrying my sister to leave the plum Dali, the wave when a trace of regret, and appearing in my mind to accept defeat, only silently Imagination come forward to someday wander Hei Chau and Zhou Dali City, reciprocal love the way I've eaten meals of small restaurants, where I met the most lovely ancient city of two girls.
Lijiang, a place I would like to never lose
The clear flow of the river to wear throughout the city, elegant stone paths along the river winding away, lazy afternoon in the sun streets suffused with soft light, Naxi Granny sitting in front of basking in the sun, looking serenely past visitors. This is what I came to the town of Lijiang Dayan, before outlining the minds of the paradise, fantastic everything. Those words and images inspired by my most beautiful romantic imagination, where the perfect blend of city and nature, one of the world's most suitable for human poetic dwelling place. When my footprints in the ancient city covered by a smooth stone on the road Cheng bright eyes and lenses to the ancient city, together with the minutiae of life will fall into engraved in their memories, the heart, a voice said: Lijiang did not fool me, those images and text do not fool me, The bottom of my heart burst out from people's things, I have found in the ancient city 11.
We are surging from the head of the Square Street onto the large stone bridge, that I do not know in how many magazine articles appeared in the lens can not refuse to jump into my camera. Yuquan we have along the river, in a small plant with unique flowers and walked up and down the road and across the Mu Banqiao to see strands of sunlight from the tree's crown in through the cracks, sprinkle water on the sparkling water gurgling sound, like a beautiful hand stroking arrhizus strings. We do not look at the map, he served as the eyes of traction with the beating the pace from the hustle and bustle went deep in the quiet lanes. Unique-style restaurants and residential areas so that we wander, will suddenly saw what was written on the door of a Jia Dazhai what first, marveling admiration I remember with affection. Coincides with the rainy season, the rain cool greeting not play on the slides into spine, colorful umbrella swimming in the rich red and black and stone facade into roads. Climb the stairs along the street, standing at the Lion Rock eternal downstairs, densely Fan thick as a panoramic photograph of the city perfectly presented in front of row upon row of roof varies ups and downs, thick woven a piece of tile to the ocean, the ancient city of stretch the limbs lying in the embrace of the surrounding rolling hills. The rain stopped, clouds wriggle hanging in mid-air, tile distant tranquil blue sky, and all like a wonderful fairy-tale.
Walking in large research labyrinth streets of the town, from time to time in the switch between two different worlds. One is covered with a commercial atmosphere, filled with elegant and refined, but somewhat artificial atmosphere Square Street, large stone bridge area, where surging crowds, shop everywhere, as if a replica of city commercial street, night, bar coffee bar feasting, living color Health and incense, the city's nightlife in the city as the background to be staged in the wonderful land. The other is 71 Street, Tea-Horse Road, as well as many who are not known to most tourists alley street edges, they are also preserved Naxi Ren of the original ecology of life, a quiet calm, continuing a long-standing habits and survival status, not disturb the outside by an avalanche of noise. I have twice in the ancient city for seeking Tea-Horse Road and lost, it is like a hermit living in a corner amid the clamor in the "happiness is" silent and self-sufficiency, not something quietly, listening to the footsteps of sparse visitors stepping stone on the road knocking out the "blah" sound. I marvel at the ancient city is full of imagination, and the streets of modern cities, very different layout, become more like lost in the criss-cross it, the city has been inundated my bag is satisfied, I have integrated with the city. This is the greatness of Lijiang, a city's ultimate pursuit.
Lijiang is about to leave the afternoon of the last one is coming to an end this line to board the return of the vehicle in Yunnan, I came to realize the depths of the soul of this ancient city. Or in the Tea-Horse Trail, sunset inclined, houses lining the street to cast Dark shadow, in the middle along the bright yellow of the stone road, as if echoing in the deserted Liaoluo old caravan of Oreocharis tinkle. Other people's smoke has been rising, dispersed over a street, the sun a photo, mist-like blur. Pomegranate Jingpang old man climb the stairs carrying water down. In the trail next to the alley in the history of those with two or three hundred years old house, after a slight tilt walls after the earthquake, but it still stands does not fall, home to generations of the Naxi people, an old lady dressed in blue cloth clothes smiling to welcome me Visit photo. From time to time come across in the street or the entrance of a dog, do not bark without trouble, and to the sub to abandon the home or pacing and over, people feel safe and lovely. Mexico Street in the 71 fragrant home owner home, eating home-cooked meal after meal, I waved unless Lijiang. Dusk sky burning warm Huoshao Yun, Department, where a golden sky, where a crimson, purple clouds zenith sauce, the Yulong Snow Mountain has opened for several days to cover the body of the spruce fog Sang with my bare pregnant with each other, such as the close. Suddenly found that between the city and the Yulong is so proximate, like lips and teeth of the parents, the old town is more magical because of Yulong Yulong closer to the earth because of the ancient city. I finally got himself a complete and extremely pleased with the town of Dayan.
Lugu Lake, the temptation to blue color
Can go to Lugu Lake, I dare say the arrangement is absolutely heaven, all kinds of chance, get together for sake of me and her close contacts. If it is not encountered plum sister, if not entered the home photography teacher PENG Min, if not they are going to happen to a small wish, if it was sent to Ban Ninglang the cars are not delayed for 20 minutes, if not in the car and Fang Jie mother and daughter sat together, it will be my Lugu Lake in Yunnan came back from a long time dream.
Ninglang, Northwest Yunnan small Liangshan region of a small county, the entire town on a main street. July 23 that day, just to catch up over there, the Torch Festival, we have five members of his torch in the flow of people has been sweeping the streets, into the ranks of the procession. Composed of hundreds of thousands of shining the torch a long queue, one after another of the cries coerced, spells are generally kept the hearts of each one of us are flying to nine days on the release of passion, such as the hands of the firewood crackling fire. The subsequent celebration of the General Assembly, we join the ranks of all girls in their small group, around a roaring fire jump fun dance. Wan-hand on the shoulder of the tread of Britain, the whole people like a big dustpan in the bran crumbs, bones and muscles are very crisp screen, Rehan dripping, no better fun at all! A few tall, clothing and beautiful girl of minorities, such as the stand out, around the fire danced a circular motion gait graceful dance, long sleeves breeze, waist graceful, kicking around in their flash their high-frequency discharge. This is a sleepless night.
Lugu Lake in Yunnan, mainly fell into the water here, and Rigby two villages, where Georgia has retained a small number of Mosuo purer style, Lugu Lake, where the peninsula surrounded by three, divided, lake clear Youlan, scenery Atsumi and gentle. This piece of the lake has the miraculous power of casually placed in a scene next to it, became a painting scenery. Na Zhu lakeside sunflower, tree skew the stretch lake of the trees, that simple, innocent and simple of Zhu Caochuan again, all because of this, Wang Youlan lake full of moisture to become Reiki. I Fangjie mother and daughter stay-stemmed home, "facing the lake season in" through the huge windows, Lugu Lake's sights, Jiang Sheng panoramic view of clouds. White cauliflower bits and pieces floating in the lake, the sea, pure and mellow, in my mind Dangqi endless affair. Rigby Island, just opposite the birds as long outstretched neck in the lake in the Kap Shui Mun, a few cabins built near the water, leaving his world and independent. 14:00 minutes of warm sunshine, I swim like a fish into the lake, crossed the lake in the sea cauliflower wrapped with barbed-scape, the only weak defense Wang lake after the lake in order to henselae freedom and Audition's refreshing to embrace me, the water that is not cool, yo skin to glide. The world has become a simple clarity that moment, there is no trace of impurities, leaving only one side of the lake fed Yunzherourou warmth and a love of children splashing in the water. I feel that this trip across the mountains and seas as if the long trek is aimed at, and she made such an intimate contact with the body and soul are completely entrusted to her. The monastery is surrounded looked, a broad blue lake, quiet child, if at the horizon parked Jiduo clouds, and enjoying himself busy setting, between heaven and earth only to hear the voice of their own arm to the water, I was lying water, and head the same color blue sky, floating a few silk floating clouds. This constantly changing position, swim to the other side of Rigby Island Zhucao Chuan beside the rest relying on the ship's side for a while, watching the house across the blossoming Inn Qiexi. If it is not swim I return exhausted simply reluctant to go ashore on the bubble as an afternoon in the lake.
Inn owner is a blossoming girl from Shanxi, she alone came to the lake side of a shop, has become a web celebrity. This is an Internet era, a small shop attached network, Fang Jie, means blossoming awareness of the Internet. Store furnishings and simple low-key, hollow lattice windows, logs, tables and wine sets, batik tablecloth white flowers of the blue, wooden ashtrays and candlesticks, two pieces of broken shells do shade, stuck in a kind of coarse pottery jar li light brown dry flowers, a seat next to the couch and bed bookcase where Ge Zhao many or selling or classic books, across a three to four decades on behalf of Shanghai, close to the beautiful posters, a stream rushing toward nostalgic atmosphere. Those magazines, books, photos posted on the wall, mostly lived in parts of blossoming family friend sent this little room was filled with a strong friendship. BoBo family alternative life goals and the survival of Happy way that accentuates the photo. Store knowledge Moso tribe small group child Lee waves, warm hospitality, a bronzed face revealing simplicity and frank, he was happy to let me photograph him. Mosuo people went to the yard next door to fetch water, two children and mother are eating, that is, did not see a man. I pointed to the wells to a little boy explained what he wanted, he kept highly spoke the local language, I did not understand a word, thinking he would take me money to do the water, then it seems that he did not mean that. I never did find out what he wanted to tell me, quite good laugh.
Living a fairy place, feeling the sky can be as close to telepathy-style dialogue, I dare say, here lived a long time can produce some sophisticated philosophy, mythology is the early human perceptual overly busy. At night and store new guests Peas, Getting A-Way together wooden chair sitting in the lake where Yang Toukan sky the stars. As the night a little bit heavy, the sky the stars are more and more adept at identifying the constellation of Getting A-Way, I only know Dipper. A very early age learn to sing the song, "sparking sparkling, twinkle little star" of the children's songs, until then it felt real stars are flashing, see the more detailed, the stars and found that the more they are winked looming, so I can not imagine that the whole vault of heaven in the number of stars in the end, and perhaps would have made the sky is the mosaic of countless stars, we see that the sky is black precisely because it did not see hidden inside the stars. Then a bright light slanting from the zenith to the designation of an arc crashing to the horizon, "Meteors!" We have almost the same time, jumped out from the mouth of this glittering words. It is dragging a long tail of less clear from the perspective of pass through incredibly beautiful, but can not be doubted. For the first time to see meteors, but also in the Lugu Lake River, I have no words to thank the gift of God, only the long course of it forever in memory as a diamond-like sparkle. Density in these two days of life so strongly, and perhaps this is the charm of travel bar!
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