* Ili River Bridge
* Yining 12:30 ho car rental car three Huiyuan
* Way to tour General Yili Prefecture

Da Yining is now very late last night, took a bath, 2:30 Caishui next. In order to be able to photograph before the Uighur farewell to them, I still get up early, wash out film.
Bahar Gul's father, Suleiman invited me to go on trips with them, I think that for me and them, will be some inconvenience, and are therefore declined his good intentions.

Yining, as I expected, there is no pretext should stay. Its advantage is relatively quiet, in order to become a tourist city, a city like this building is the lack of imagination never do.
Ili River flows through the area, appeared to be very wide, but if you want to see a handsome refined as rumored, she must have a change in the environment, from another angle. The other side of the bridge belongs to Qapqal is Xibe Autonomous County, which is a native of the Northeast forest hunter how to adapt to the nomadic life on the prairie it? For this, I am not the slightest interest.
After leaving southern border, I have discovered to their Fuzao moods. I am so in love with southern Xinjiang style, straight, such as first love in general difficult to let go. I really wanted to be able to fly back to southern Xinjiang, to Yarkand to Khotan, to look at the Kunlun Mountains, and even spend a few days more will be able to make me satisfied. However, my travel plans to develop a full two-month trip in the future will be eventually finding Ningxia, Inner Mongolia, northeast China, I do not hope that it will affect the future operations.
Left to the future of these beautiful dreams to realize, and I will eventually re-visit familiar places.

Take pictures back to everyone, they are all happy to die. When Suleiman asked how much money to give me, I am reminded of the existence in the Xinjiang Uygur and Han Chinese in all the discord between the notes, said to him forget, if you think that the Han people still good on the list.
Suleiman suddenly pulled my hand with the Chinese told us that, "You said that this guy, OK?" Immediately following the endorsement came one after another voice, it said the Chinese, also have said that Uighur language.
I Piele Yan Suleiman, thinking that no matter how you even think I'm good, do not think I have to make your son.

Then I say goodbye to everyone, Bahar Gul is always watching me. I went in front of her, smiled, and said: "You want the compass I will send you."
She bit her lip Quemo speak, a smile is very bleak.
I took her hand and said: "Good-bye."
"Good-bye."
I did not see her last look, because it must be pieces of not very pleasant things. Walk on her own bag big hotel, the sky is clear, I also began its own horizon.

Yining to ho road very well, very clean. On both sides of a pack of pastoral scenery, and more rows of apple trees, the fruit is very red, translucent arouses love.
Hui Yuan's bell tower and the Yili Prefecture General photo is so far inferior to the solemn silence, as the mighty, tiny bit was simply ridiculous. General government went so far as is located in a unit, the door has two Shouzhi rifles guarded by soldiers. You can buy a ticket into the garden, alas, which in addition there is a plaque of the pavilion block, only a few rows removed doors and windows, empty the dust danced and cottages.
Here the great monuments of the damage has been irreparable.

Hui Yuan, ho, water river, three, in order to be able to arrive today Sailimuhu, sometimes car rentals, and sometimes car-ride shuttle bus from time to time, the results wish fulfilled.
Passing guozigou, its extraordinary scenery of the well-deserved reputation as expected. The Road is a leading Bo Ili state, Kuytun, Urumqi's transportation strategic pass was first proposed by Crown Prince Chagatai Genghis Khan 2 for the Make-Army governor chisel, the mountain does not take very high and steep. After a two car units, the terrain gradually high, we saw trees Weiran, mountain peaks, Mid-levels on the springs gush, creeks clear bottoming out.
Far down the road winding up the mountain, looked down on from the Daban, mountain looming, numerous steep. Eagerly look around, left and right peaks and ridges Qiaoba stand tall and gloomy pine and birch from the foot of the hill are all tall and straight, a great cloud cover blocks out the sun's potential. Road of rocks on the roadside a few rapids and waterfalls, issue a crisp, is a crash, mountain trails cutting a stone bridge with stunning never returned to the south of the Department, reminding us of scenes.
Suddenly the mountain gradually separate the field of vision gradually open. Diarrhea straight down a mountain, left a ho awe-inspiring occasion of the Great Lakes jump in the eye, it should be Sailimuhu of. When the weather is not too late to look at under the Sailimuhu wave as flat as a mirror, Bise, different shades of blue, mountains daylight which are reflected upside.

The right side of numerous hillside yurts are those from Yining and ho's would like to take profit from the tourist season of the self-employed. I picked a nice color in the banner of the yurts, well placed near the baggage Quwang again roaming the land.
In addition to a look here Sailimuhu there were no other fun. There is a mini-yurt set behind the hills, and many visitors riding up onto the Hill is also considered unsatisfactory. Walking along the highway north, there's a Kazakh pastures, flocks of cattle and sheep are grazing, where visitors are prohibited to enter. Pasture edge of Kazakh people's tents, most of them are engaged in commercial, or rental of tents, horses, also sell meals. May have to pass the tourist season, they will do an actual nomadic life bar.

Back to the Cypriot Satoki Lake, the sun has been West Ramp. There seems to look like a beautiful Chinese girl face through it, I brought her to me take a picture.
She said "Thank you" and then walk a few steps forward, three, four Kazakh guy came, one of the laughs and said to me: "Hey! You did not catch her?"
"Why?" I asked, very surprised.
"You do not want to pursue our Kazakh girl?"
"I can not so say," I thought, "hey, just a Kazakh girl?"
"That's right!" Finished them with a smile and left.
It is really strange, but that a few people I do not have anything malicious.

I sat in the lake, watching the sky gradually became dark violet, Sailimuhu also will lose its luster. Sunset was initially covered half the distance of the mountain face, and then all of subduction; Nazuo peaks surrounded by colorful halo, halo from red to gold, and then turned gray, contour becomes more and more narrow.
I do not know when, sky l'etoile rose, the pale yellow moon hanging over Sailimuhu, the same sparkling.
Author: sadrosed