In fact, walking on the street a lot of places, but unfortunately the limited memory of my ... ah ... I remember the only thing that is called the Canyon Moon Bay! Run up the mountain, we saw at the foot of the river really, as it generally curved crescent of lying on the ground, the middle of the Crescent Moon erect a sharp, high hills, dazzling! Pentium long river flows around this mountain ... ... and that there is still a narrow mountainside road, like a milky white belt loop on the body! Took over the Tibetan friends presented hada, a long time, I stand in the hills do not want to move, the only marvel of nature can do is magic! Look at the river flow at great speed, wind hair flying free, the sun shining bare arm Sang Sang's pain can be but my mind was that unprecedented freedom! If I were a poet, I would like to certainly be able to hum the words an unprecedented, none ever after a poem! Unfortunately, the ... ... I am not, so I can only lie on the ground and take a picture of this bitter feelings remain in the bottom of my heart!
On the road climbed over so many mountains, just remember the white Mang Snow Mountain. First, like this name, the second is that this particularly beautiful mountains. From the road side looking across the green in a continuous suddenly out of a white crystal of snow-capped mountains ... ... haunted hill trace of a trace of fog yarn, like a white ribbon dancers and mysterious Veronika! Asit told us to get off to shoot pictures! In the snow-capped mountains across from standing against the breeze, to stay a moment to do forever.
Pak Mong to Deqin is to turn the snow-capped mountains, the highest one Yakou approximately 5,000 meters near the bar. I was just a parked car was moved down the impulse to go! Never seen around here, so high then the rolling mountains, just to see those mountains are low, so I had eyes I can touch the place, becomes a vast expanse of white mist. Roadside hung a lot of streamer ... ... the wind is really big! Blew it in the air and flipping the rope, carefully moved to the side of the road down the mountain is already a bottomless abyss. From the road side of the stone, looked up and look around, Deng so high is also not the Wandering Lu Wang ah! Uncontrolled ran in the street until the car breathless only when they think of how high above sea level. Think not help laughing just a ... ... change is done in Chengdu, at this altitude where activities, I am afraid, has become a bird in the sky! The feeling of flying in the sky, the original so good!
Way stop-go, in the Deqin county had dinner on the foot of the Meili Zhenzhen land. Is to go when the sky clouds had begun to wane, the sun dew point of the shadow at that呀Akira Akira's. I feel good, I would like Meri must have been for my slowly lifted the veil of the ... ... (of course, proved this is just my fantasy)
I was a warm sun in the sun-yang was fast asleep when baking, suddenly heard Axigege's call - Kawagebo! I use an unprecedented rate jumped up, ignoring the small car space religious ties, squeeze out! A temporary rise of ... ... can not think of what word to describe the design of so many expressions and feelings of one are not available, the fact that you have always dreamed that when something suddenly appears, your mind must be ... ... In addition to the blank or blank Blank! Change a word, that is called stupid! In fact, I do not see Kawagebo the big picture, I looked up, only to see snow-capped mountains, like those at the top of the pyramid in the air, the whole bottom was covered by clouds! Hill is not moving, then quite the throngs of tall, proud and perfect; cloud but is mobile, misty, soft and close. That mountain is indeed a holy mountains, like the gods sit, like the clouds! Although at first glance did not feel the snow-capped mountains standing proudly in front of the whole momentum, but this Yunliwuli in the mountains made me feel Kawagebo mysterious temperament! Looked at the snow-capped mountains of floating half-empty inside, I do not know when the cheeks of even micro-Run ... ... Axigege urged me, and constantly give me that one will certainly be able to see the whole picture, I then reluctantly, step one on the back of the vehicle (if this time I know this is the only opportunity given to me by Lennart Meri, I think I killed would not leave, preferring to stay on so the throngs of!)
Took over the way I have been silent, lying in the windows on the head has been spinning Kawagebo floating in the clouds the scene ... ... forced to think harder to write it down! Now I close my eyes, my mind still seems to be vaguely seen as a hazy silhouette! Exigege brings us to the Mingyong at the foot of a small village, which is Ayatollah his former comrades in that open a small inn, no visitors, almost all live in the Tibetan mountains to turn a friend.
Ayatollah brother is quite a Puzhi Tibetan guy, enthusiastic reception for us. This inn is their family opened the family people are very simple, also his father and his wife, his eldest brother. There are polyandry previously heard that the situation is a surprise! Later found outside the Ayatollah and his brother is a common one wife ... ... Although I do not understand their ideas, but very happy to see them live very satisfied, I think this is the well-being of each person's own bar! Looked up Mochizuki, who is my happiness?
Far corner of their home can see a rise Kawagebo Unfortunately, despite the afternoon sun much of that has always been unable to clearly see Kamiyama! Ayatollah home, Uncle kept on comforting me, and tomorrow you must be able to see! Uncle is the Ayatollah's father, an old man to understand medicine, kind-hearted but full of wisdom. Was at his house outside the high walnut trees, thick branches and leaves so that we avoid the burning sun, so that I can chat with laid-back and the elderly. With his wisdom of the elderly affect me, impetuous heart quiet down here, almost forgetting the city's noise and noisy ... ... for the elderly say the story of a young man, tell the story of the mountains, seen and heard outside the mountains speak, tell his children who talk about how to identify mules and horses, and say that he hated the city more of those critical of the girl ... ... obsessed with Tao Tao's talk about the elderly, I have seen the youth belonging to the elderly once time! I feel that I am a very lucky person, in this bright afternoon, in the holy mountains listening to the foot of an old man's life experience, which is a wealth of ah! I felt that I always hit it and minorities, friends, and they always treated me so good, uncle bent his waist level and that gave me the Kazhuo commemorative knife, then knife on the Aging, which is the imprint of an old man's life ah! Unfortunately, I am afraid to go back when the band is not on the plane, had reluctantly stayed. Mosha Zhao hand on the old scabbard old lines, carefully note its appearance, the shadow embedded in the heart, like the story of the elderly has become a treasure I have a souvenir.
Night gradually came, and actually was beginning to thin rain, it seems Meri is not expected to see it. Feel a little melancholy. Uncle strongly comfort me, but also make a phone gesture, said: "Come on, I'll give the sky a call and let the sun come out tomorrow, so that little girl in Chengdu tomorrow, see Kamiyama!" Elderly people's sense of humor really amused me, and mood a very good a lot of miraculous! At night in the mountains, no matter dry, so we Ayatollah one under a tree and we went together Wai, chat and sing. The mountains at night was so quiet you can hear the dogs barking next door to the mountains, the rain still fall forward, under the tree is dry. Sitting in a big with the wood on the side of the leaves in the Yula, the grass on the roof ... ... rustle of sound, like light and sound in general, but been brought feel the static!
Exigege that when Ayatollah lovely singing brother in the army, and so we begged the Ayatollah big brother sang as we listened to a ... ... the beginning he did not want, then stand up to our lobbying, slowly sang. That was when he was in the armed forces created a song, cheerful tone it actually conceal a trace of vicissitudes. Through the dimly lit stage, see Ayatollah Big Brother eyes closed to sing more involved! Not help think of a chat in the army when he talking about life, talking about the prime years ... ... suddenly understood why he had returned home after going to smash it into the guitar to accompany his military career, and perhaps is a former prime years of archive ! Oh, Who would have thought, in that the mountains, so an ordinary Tibetans, who also had hot-blooded youth, there are excesses like Love! I would like to Ayatollah brother idle for the mobility of life, the mind there must be full of memories, or where there is love ... ... have been listening to songs that sound is a distant desolation, perceptive and moving people, I I hope he can find in such a night to have its own shadow!
Wife singing is also very nicely, I heard her voice, but it is well known for the gold! To borrow the words of a little brother - "wife of the song Changbu Wan's"! Wife's older brother's deep voice is different from the Ayatollah, fleeting but long, a simple tone in the wife's mouth, it becomes so moving so there is a mood! She taught us a dedicated mountain's Zhujiu Ge, we are very pious note of the lyrics, this is the only one I've learned Tibetan song! This evening, accompanied me to sleep is the sparse rain, the river water sound, as well as vaguely as if the songs between the rains of the dream ... ... That night, there are simple and honest eldest brother, shy wife, a loving uncle There was fog wrapped Kawagebo!
The next day, days actually clear up a little, with a good mood, and we step on the broken pieces of the mountain to worship the snow-capped mountains of the! In fact, this snow-capped mountains at the foot of the past few days we spent about an elevation of the lowest, and colleagues to reduce a lot of altitude sickness, although walking is still very hard, can be said to be regarded as an easy up and hit the road! Early morning temperature is very low, but we, the mood is very warm! A kind of sweet air of the natural atmosphere, walking does not feel tired! All the way singing, joking way, and the roads are mostly run into Dachaoshan Tibetan friends, they are more vigorous than we are, almost all short-cut, with a few jump, and see that we address him envious. As we (mainly me) the strong suggestion, Axigege also took us to climb a number of semi-steep slope, may be feeling tired but good, although my pretty confused white bags full of mud, But I do not regret it!
Way stop-go, Dadanaonao, through the dense humid forest, and finally reached the ice edge. Can be said to stand up before the glacier, but we can only see a circle of green fences and erecting a high wooden platform and stairs. That platform has three layers, layer upon layer onto the go, constantly open up horizons. Head on the blue of the sky is already blue, but clouds are still around in the snow-capped mountains all around, we can faintly see the sun and the shadow of snow-capped mountains, but that is no way to catch! That glacier is very beautiful, the sun is a crystal slightly according to the light blue one! Very clean, very clear, very transparent, very pure ... ... at first glance to see glaciers, are a little confused! Know that the glaciers along the light blue up through the clouds and that is my heart Kawagebo, and then it sat on the platform, a bit of a long time staring blankly Napian mist, and good hope that he will set off the veil, As long as a ... ... For me, really just a like!
Accompanied by two friends did not like me right here, so longing for, but this moment, when standing on the feet of holy mountains, the heart must also be excited. With us, kept trained on the high mountains, singing a wife teaching Zhu Jiuge hope that our songs can move Kamiyama ... ... we sang over and over again the next to the Tibetan friends who are also very natural to join us, do not know How many times to sing, my voice has to sing some dumb, and, alas, still mountain hidden up their own. Must be down, and at the urging of Axigege, I step back to leave the three glaciers, each one I want to look back on that moment a miracle occurs ... ... ice is moving away from my field of vision, when in a small a small tower side, through the layers of streamer do the last time looking back, I felt tears in his eyes really fast! Previously written by someone else watching to see when the snow-capped mountains in tears always feel hypocritical, but this time I finally understand this inexplicable feeling of! Companion camera to take advantage of the gap, I kneel facing the snow-capped mountains, pious rituals, hands clasped together prayed more sincerely thank Kawagebo bred good people, broad valleys, sweet water, all this Let my soul be a wash!
Although not seen the mountains, but I still think I came into this trip is worth it! In fact, what I got already a lot ... no ... that does not mean I do not sincerely Merrill does not mean that I am not privileged, may be only fate yet to come, or that fate is too deep ... yes ... I still have a firm belief that this is my first first come here, can certainly not be the last years, and here I always feel I have a lot of the future!
Down very quickly through the creek with a bottle when we were loaded on the Meridian at the foot of the mountain spring water. In particular to a small bottle filled to capacity, then the water we so cherish, and even baby back to normal in Chengdu ... ... I put the bottle of water retained for a long time, unfortunately finally gone! Sometimes, the eternal only their memories!
