Days, and finally dark, we walk through in the dark ... ...

Yusuf looked at the previous figure, suddenly hit Ji Ling, the dark woods, and only two of us. If ... ...

No, to be problems, it is long overdue in the Hani Ha Bai me do it, why wait until the deep forests to one on one?

Moreover, Yusuf is a good guy, I believe my eyesight.

Yusuf gone very far away from me, and I have to keep some distance. He also ... ... Oh, my heart smiled.

Road is difficult to go from time to time branches glide face, had stretched out a hand, in the face before the virtual Dangzhuo to resist a sudden thing. At this time, important thing is to keep a good man and a horse center of gravity to prevent the horse suddenly fall acceleration on the downhill or down. My legs were tightly folder, meniscus pain soreness, Zhen Lei.

The stars came out, the Altai Mountains the night sky were all displayed in our heads, the air fresh and unusual, trees, weeds taste, there are a number of unknown plants, incense, and some drunk. Looked up looked, the sky's stars, such as fairy-tale flashes. Here, the stars of special low, unusually large, particularly bright, like dolphin embedded in the crystal clear night sky gem, as if asking for can be caught, the stars twinkling, the scalp can feel it.

Milky Way like a white scarf fluttering in the night sky, the Big Dipper and Cassiopeia's 12 stars, is almost filled the north Star.

Quiet night, hoofs soon as your voice is particularly crisp, open.

A while mountain breeze blowing, wet forest smell from nostrils. Looking at the previous night, my mind suddenly appeared in seven hundred years before the Genghis Khan of the Mongol horsemen, once the night, they are also the path of this road under the night sky, but also sniffing the same humid air of the mountains. Night, under the iron heels of Ding Dong the sound of horses from time to time a slight weapons came a crash, frost and dew corrosion into a cold armor, armor is hidden under the flesh of the Mongol horsemen. Their front is distant boundless steppe. Distant Europe, the Volga, the Danube, waiting for them to conquer.

Not a novel written about them, nor a record of films and television shows their journey. No one knows, a few hundred years ago that night, there had been a road and destroyed all flesh and blood composition of Mongolian cavalry. Of course, these Mongol horsemen who will never know, one night after hundreds of years, there is one people are marching along the road they walked, but this time, he is working with them a soul.

Night there was a large ravine, dimly seen to be corner to the lake, Yusuf told me, that is Moon Bay, after a Moon Bay, not far from the Kanas. After listening to his words, could not help but let the horse accelerated.

Lasts over half an hour in front of the valley saw a light, is Kanas.

Yusuf horse gallop up, I have followed the horse ran up, and I set teeth, or suffer from pain in the meniscus, hang in there.

Turned a mountain pass, lit.

Kanas is up.

Been torn Kanas -1 (2002/9/2)

Angry! Out away from the anger!

Blues Wong, Mandala silence in the mountains, and yet there is a luxury to a nightclub! This night the total would be even loudspeakers stood disco and pop music, the music manic barking shocks and host the entire valley!

This is the commercialization of Kanas!

"Tourism economy" under the signboard on one side, "earth's land" is one such spoil, was devastated!

I set teeth, or suffer from meniscus pain, extreme pressure belly full of anger, spurring a horse trotting along in a disco Zhang Yang Zhang Zhenjiang, through this piece of luxury to the resort, far, in the Kazakh people's Wood room area dismounted. Here, the noisy sound of little more.

Dismounted, I find that riding in 15 hours, his legs have been stiff, Mai Bukai step, only moving like a penguin, like footsteps, a 40 centimeters of small roadside ditch actually have not passed across.

Not attend to face, in the Kazakh people's huts where they slept engaged reverse gear.

Today, riding a whole 140 years.

Author: ncmg