Unfortunately, after all, is also a kind of beauty, because, regrettably, things were even more valuable.
Impression that we have the morning from Dali, crossing over the five mountains and close to the evening before reaching the lake. All the way over the mountains, and occasionally seen grazing with cattle, sheep, pigs, and occasionally ran into a woman dressed in national costumes have gradually been surprised when replaced by fatigue. Until the final climb a hill when it has changed, and tour guide told us that this turn will be able to see around the Lugu Lake. As a result, one by one bomb up from his seat, opened his eyes bleary-eyed, looking forward to seeing places: Where? Where? In fact, only in the moment before turning to see a corner of the lake ice, but only the blink of an eye is enough to bring us shocking, right behind our trip was full of hope.
Because of this shock, fatigue swept away by car, two began to notice the scenery outside the window. Another office, after turning, suddenly saw the valley filled with the mist, as if we are traveling in a fantasy world. The car, "wow! Wow!" Sound one after another. In the face of nature, we are spontaneously removed his mask, the magic of nature sent a heartfelt admiration. I believe that here, the human mind can be purified.
After a few winding paths, and finally saw a smooth road. It smooth road, in fact, is a relative term, compared in terms of winding mountain road. Side of the road there are fine two-story wooden building. Perhaps my mettle so dictates, saw wood, bamboo construction always feel kind of special kind. Guide also told us in a timely manner, has come to a Zhaizi Moso tribe - the village fell into the water. Sure enough, the road the other side of the lake has been quietly with us and has held. With rapt attention looking out the window, I am speechless, he served in that wave of green slowly passing in front of the lake.
Accommodation and meals are arranged for a fellow Mosuo home. Taking advantage of the time still early, we went to visit the host family. Hospitality of the hostess took us straight to the grandmother's room. Moso tribe is a branch of the Naxi Ren and implement the follow polygamy, grandmother and uncle in the family have the highest status. Lugu Lake In addition to her beautiful natural scenery of the plateau, the most attractive or the mysteries of her fear that this is it.
Grandmother, be content with the whole building housing the south corner of the room light is dim. Due to the arrival of guests, the hostess opened the lights specifically, but accustomed to shining the light of us, was too poor lighting. Fortunately, people have a strong adaptability, only a moment, we can calmly looked at the house of.
In contrast with the dark room is the center, the South Branch of the fireplace. It is said that the fire inside the fireplace by the maternal grandmother is responsible for it burning day and night, symbolizing the family's continuation will always and forever prosperous. This was my first experience of living let alone a grandmother has the highest right in the same time, the hardships she had to pay. Huo Tangbian 2 uncle was put forward to a leisurely wine, chat we did not understand some of the homemade. And the west front of the fireplace in front of a cement pouring at each of the solid xintaizi. The hostess told us that it is the maternal grandmother and uncle were the "throne", the family have more important things to be discussed, the maternal grandmother and uncle would sit here and call everyone to meet. More than 20 individual family is very common here, but unfortunately we were not able to see them assembled scene.
In addition to fireplace, the whole room is probably the most striking was the whole pigs. Mao Yang Shen was lying to remove the pigs. Hostess told us that this pig offal and meat in the Naqu special spices after the curing is made primarily relied on one-year meat dish. This is pork, not only will not rot, can be eaten by hand, ten years later. Mosuo people's "specialty" Zhu Biaorou on which it made of.
The bonfire after dinner, and did not arouse much interest in me, but added one called "Big Wolf" bar lifted me a lot of curiosity.
Great Wolf and Helen's story vaguely seen in which the magazine before, was it when the novels, and think even if there is a prototype, it must also be "higher than life." To here, to see the "big wolf" bar before they wake up my dusty memory, did not realize the authenticity of this matter.
Helen is a woman in Guangzhou, while the wolf is the sheer Mosuo guy. Helen was frustrated after life after came the beautiful Lugu Lake, Lugu Lake want pure water to wash the sadness to her heart. Lugu Lake did not let her down, where the scenery pleasant, honest and morals to take her time to forget the unhappy once. In the beautiful Lugu Lake River, she met his dream, modern and traditional, he, she came together, she was here for a new life. Lugu Lake to witness all of this, quiet, not play, it is a natural as water to be taken for granted and understanding. Who says that There is no love at first sight!
Helen came from the modern civilization, Brimming with pride, with her big wolf tried to go back to modern civilization. However, a relatively closed a large wolf walking in the Pure Land is clearly difficult to adapt to the outside world. As a result, big wolf again buttressed by Helen returned to their acquaintance, Aichi place. Perhaps they are pure love story with the same purity of the lake is only accompanied by only complement each other. As a result, the "big wolf" bar camp has officially Lugu Lake River.
With a moved and curious that several of us went into a big wolf bar. Wooden table, wooden bench, wooden cabinet, wooden bar decorated constitute the theme of light and subtly reminds us of a warm home, which should come from the hands of Helen Bar. In our Zezehuhu to ask: where the boss? However, we have specially come for her when Helen has appeared graceful smile in our eyes. Came back turned Photos Shiyou saw this smiling, quiet, and suddenly, and as was the lake water. Thus, in this town in Taiwan such as the operculum, the aversion to alcohol in particular, I am disgusted at night to drink along with several other porting a beer mug, to the beautiful lake and romantic love toast. Unfortunately, the large wolf because of the need to replenish their stocks to the Bar of the Lijiang away to the distant road and traffic conditions here, the day is not back in time. But nothing, because they have love, the beautiful and sacred love, before a long journey really can not count anything.
The reason may be tired all the way back to hotel on the sound asleep. This Road, it seems any errors lady style, but it was a real state. So I think there has been no construction of luxury hotels the lake is really a good idea. Like us, there is a small beds have been sufficient, and that a small TV is also redundant, everything here has been inundated our eyes, not to mention through the tubes present in front of us whether the distortion of the image color is still a worthy of our consideration of the问题.
A night without dreams, woke up and found the lake is a fog in the Rain, rain in the lake covered with a layer of translucent milky white tulle, exudes a sense of quiet in the soft. Here, the walk should be a stroll, he says, should be a soft-spoken, even a small cough soon as all fear that they will shock her.
Or finally scratched the lake's quiet, it is to be more close to her. Moso tribe there is a water transport, "Zhu Caochuan" At first, I really can not imagine what it looks like, wait to see it, only to find that it is similar to our side of the boat, but some of the more ancient. Tour guide told us, so named because of the shape of pig-shaped. But I think we should not stop there, because at this time grandmother room in Wang Dan's light flashed in my mind, pork, pig lives with them is too closely.
Zhu Caochuan sat in the small islands in the lake road, really appreciate that "people in the painting and go" in mood. With the quiet, gentle in stark contrast to the two for our punting small group of Mosuo, Moso small group of robust and rugged. Two small group should all be 20 years of age, because the plateau and allow them to intense ultraviolet radiation of the skin especially dark because of the long-term physical body and allow them to particularly robust. Mosuo people chatting all the way traditional practices, chatting collision of modernity and tradition as a result of the collision to young Mosuo bring confusion. The rise of tourism to improve their living conditions, but some traditional things are slowly disappearing from them. I think that is what many are now facing the development of tourism and the protection of traditional conflicts between.
Back to the way no mention of such a heavy topic. Mosuo people everybody sing and dance, in our strong request, the boy finally lit a singing voice. Treble or bass can not be defined, but the songs great penetrating power, sustain, Niaorao a long time will not be dispersed. Although not understand lyrics, but song's rhythm and expression of the young can feel the meaning of the word, he warmly welcomed the arrival of the guests from afar. I never knew there is no modification of the sound is so beautiful, pure as the water here, as honest here people. I think this is "the piece should only be in heaven with" a "Teana" Bar!
Song of the young man is still drunkenly. Looking back with the boat tour and found the original of their laughing and joking at the moment everyone in rapt attention, had to hold one's breath, intoxicated in the eyes with impunity what was in their appreciation. At this moment, I hate how not to bring their own tape recorders, so that the original ecology of singing in any audio-visual products are not found in the store. He switched to want to, if in the midst of the din, with a dead machine to play this song, will not be tarnished in this pure and honest? So, let me leave a little sorry, and let me in a dream and memory to revisit this song!
