To the bus stop, about a taxi driver head came a fat man, and asked to not to Burqin, his Santana are missing one person. Came back not as good as done at the Coincidentally, I got into a car.

Right in the front seat, a tall strapping Kazakh Tahan, forward out of the window of a Kazakh woman languishing farewell. The burly Kazakh Tahan, is that he changed my itinerary a few days later I became the protagonist of life.

The car on the road leading to lively Burqin ran all the way is the Kazak herdsmen carriage pulling grass.

Driver bloated body fat filled the entire front seat. I asked him to call children Burqin or washed can rent a horse?

Toward the side of his mouth Kazakh Tahan Nunoo: "His house is washed peaceful child, and he has horses, and get off with him to go on the list."

I am overjoyed, hastens to ask Han: "Do you call children home in washed it?" Han a nod.

I asked: "Do you have horses at home it?" Han also a nod. "

"Horses can be rented Kanas to ride on it?" Han dynasty, or a nod.

"Heaven!" Quickly jumped out of the sentence.

"Can you speak Chinese it?"

Han turned his head and looked seriously say "yes." Words were blunt, as big a tongue foreigners speak Chinese.

I laughed, and could see that he is a good man.

Looked back, his shoulder is very thick, rough neck, black and red.

I decided to change the plan, follow this action Kazakhstan Han dynasty.

Burqin soon arrived. Out of the car, I am carrying luggage along with Han dynasty, a step does not pull. Reached an acquaintance to open restaurants, Han swallowing down the 10 meat buns, carry the bag of white plastic bags, packing things, big meteor walked back to the station.

Sino-Pakistani peace into the thick of children, almost all Kazakh woman.

Women are wrapped in a great variety of colored scarves, loud conversations with the Kazakh language, I could not understand a word, innocently sitting there and became the only minority inside. Floating windows on the color colorful cloth. Call Le classes (I already know the name of this Kazakh Han dynasty) is the only vehicle Kazakh man who gave Kazakhstan a woman while the mineral water to drink, for a while took out the money given to the older lady to buy things, appears to great sense of responsibility. He sat in front of me, thick shoulders, square shirts, have continued to revealing strong muscles, is a strong powerful person.

The car from the steep winding mountain road to open the next big mountain, burst into a wide basin, which is plain red peace child.

Chong child is a beautiful peaceful countryside plains. Here water and fertilizer grass Zhuang, crops flourish, blue Burqin river from flowing everywhere, flocks of cattle and sheep, chickens, geese and flocks of a Kazakh home of the beautiful and rich.

Chong, also known as Joan peace peaceful children children, also known as Red Flag village.

Chong peaceful little village children, revealing a white birch tree between the brick house. The streets, a dirt road, full of dust, driving a few small shops. Call Le classes in several small stores ran out of busy, rush to the woman in the Altay called to tell her to return to his hometown. I looked at his up with the satisfactory end, thinking that this guy quite a strong family values, Well. Opened up, and call Le classes in blocks of the finders, bought some vegetables, and then called a cab, the sun, we are facing the start of a dust.

Coachman two Kazakh children do not speak the Han, then features a move at me smile, black and red black and red face, very cute.

Face in the entire carriage is returned to fight grass, the grass on the wagon was loaded high, almost to the top of the roadside white birch trees. Horseman and a half standing rushing carriages, horse trotting along, wheels turn too fast, the way the dust.

The golden sunlight from the road on both sides of the white birch in the permeability, the mapping in stirring up the dust on the dirt road, a golden.

Side, a grass playing a Kazakh herdsmen carriage and a rub-off on both sides of the field, sunflowers gently swaying in the breeze in his head, ox, horse grazing in the leisurely, the fields of grass, the pastoralists They waved large grass cutter grass struggling to fight ... ... Kazakh woman wrapped in colored scarves boil water on the roadside.

I am a bit confused, looked around, not to Russia's rural areas?

Carriage way walk, call Le Ban mouth blown the whistle, crooked Ganma children wearing cap, mouth "drop Qiuer" "drop Qiuer" and cried.

Both sides of the scenery is infinitely good, villages, creeks, marsh, reeds, sunflowers, chickens, geese, haystacks, trees, sun ... ... in the air, floating the slightest smell of horse manure, smell is actually Xiangxiang The.

Horse's ass Yiniuyiniu tail toss toss clip-clop sound was obtained, a child shaking a flash car, people have a swaying, a lift in the car under the sloshing ... ...

And horses, all drunk.

Road, an extension of euphemism in the front .....

The film "Purple Day" to those lenses, where Widespread times yes.

Western sky, the sun hiding in the clouds, the combination of a great beam of light blue lavished on the earth. The earth, a grass yellow.

We are farther and farther, farther and farther, straight went to sunset, come the end of the basin, reached the end of the foot of a hill basin beneath.

A beautiful display in front of the valley, the valley, a small village being bathed in a sunset.

This is a call leban home, a small village in Kazakhstan.

Author: ncmg