May 4, according to plan is December Fall River Miao Shan mountain go to the market, and up early, put down the time, his mind still remember people's barbecue last night, Tuojiang shoes Feast: Package uncle made an exception for us raised the charcoal, baking 10 pairs of wet shoes in the Shu Jia Tang, strings in a row to comfort for the spectacular: Gore-tex waterproof breathable hiking shoes, hiking boots, hiking shoes, sports shoes, as well as a number of colored patterns of the insole. Will be your feet warm and dry on the shoes, and my heart like a basin of blazing charcoal fire last night, filled with warmth and satisfaction.
You slowly took us to the mountain station to wax Seoul, due to the road today, compared Shun, we did not chartered directly mounted to the wax Fall Hill CMB. Along the way mountain road winds and sometimes heavy fog filled the air, from time to time and suddenly saw fly far from driving on the Wuchao river valleys of the best in the world between the stone arch bridge across the mountains, Fei Du natural moat, indeed majestic and impressive. Passed, see the dragon and lion dances, firecrackers reaches my ear, as if to greet us. Fear is to close tickets, they dare not hastily get off watch.
*** La-Er-Shan go to the market: I have touched the hands of whom ***
Costumes, behind the basket carried on the Miao women attracted my attention: children sleeping quietly lying on the basket carried on the inside, as if all the excitement around has nothing to do with him, is his little basket carried on the bed, fast asleep, his mother did not forget to seize the corner of clothes, like holding the whole world; a Hmong lady came trembling, basket carried on the exposed inside a black oil Busan handles more than half, because she is well aware of today's rain; Feibai mellow ginger piled in the corner, I wonder if they are brought to go home or stay at the market ... ...
Shidianzuoyou of the market, a pedestrian is only 3322, muddy road on both sides of the stalls had begun Zhikai ready to deal. Turning two laps along the road, there is no money to see a legend of seasonings and spices a pack of flour, 5 cents a foot of the beautiful hand-dyed lace system, but added the rat poison colorful eye-opener for me. Take on an oil incense Baba, the two rice zongzi, eat with gusto, to refer to the couple of pounds of money 1 yuan jin, a divide-and-eat banana, sweet and tasty, reminds me of the streets in Guilin attractive taste.
A few little pigs reluctantly moaned along the ascent has been driven to the livestock trade office (of course there is no such brand in the market on the convention), dressed in Miao clothes Touchan black cloth, shoulder basket carried on the miaojia Women's feet to deal with muddy shoes, black long-barreled nature than we are, but we have the lessons of yesterday had to Lex. Tony always inadvertently discovered the beauty of ordinary, his camera has locked a bunch of golden slopes of rape, while we noted that set off rape under the bustling bazaar.
Observed along the hillside to the approximate location of the market to import the hustle and crowds. This can be a bit like a small town where the farmer's market, everything from clothing and department stores, to the chicken and duck meat just about everything. I have not kept pace with great force and streams, diverted to the slip next to a booth, visiting the bar, anyway, we will be able to come to the first convergence. I was pushed back one, I slipped, but my mind was feeling bad, busy hands stretching from coat pocket, did not intend to hand rub with a wet sound and before, I almost cried. Is it, I have come across the thief?
Stream pull me to stop, I found the coat pocket of the dozens of readily put money and a pack of tissue paper is also hey to lying to the satchel slung a pulled chest, look back, see a little big eyes of youth bowed our heads walk in behind me. I stared at him go in the past, did not take any action. Disturbances unfamiliar market, the Hmong language barrier, it is not sensible to children Moreover, a false alarm, did not result in any loss, in addition to spiritually.
Trot to catch up with several other people joined and carelessly talked about some of my experiences to remind them optimistic about their property. Crowd quickly check a bit, is fortunate. Should not stay long here, 10 people decided to evacuate December Corps Mountain Fall Fair, to continue into the mountain river. Although the creek did not get her favorite bacon, and plum missed the photo opportunity fluffy chicks, Kitty touched the thief's hand, but finally heard so much insight into the Miao Village go to the market.
*** Shan Jiang: Small deduction towers eventually becoming open ***
Fall Hill returned from a December car through the Phoenix Mountain River Miao Village, of course, had to go have a look. May be noon, visitors much about not see hawkers, only blowing smoke by the wind, zhaili buildings are mostly Qinghei roof, yellow adobe walls, so the past few days to see of us used to feel quite fresh Diaojiaolou . At first glance, or rainy weather is also eyes, the air filled with the finer the strands of rain drift again, we went to a family shelter from the rain under the eaves, spacious, Miao grandmother and her daughter at home, we come up with a see a bunch of ding-dong sound of silver bracelet, there are a bunch of thick collar against the old, indicating that we can choose to buy. In front of us a few highly prized in Guangdong tourists crowd to pick up where they pick to go.
Originally on the right is hard to determine the authenticity of these silver jewelry, house lights dim again very thoroughly, had stood in the doorway waiting for rain stopped. After this piece of clouds, the sky gradually turned bright, saw not far from the dilapidated towers that definitely is the legendary film of that very sentiment; another one? Seedlings excitedly, pointing a people's yard, said: "There, there, there is one!" May allow the request how he knocked on the door, it is still locked courtyard, with no sound. Seedlings with disappointment went down the steps, feel disappointed to leave her, I looked back, hoping that with "Zhi Ya," heard, courtyard will suddenly open, miaojia lady would invite him to go visit the towers ... ...
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