October 2, 2002

Never played a month earlier, days only daybreak, the sun has not yet completely from the thick clouds exposed to ...

Through cutting wood Wilczek, when a roadside melon stand in Jigen thick logs support from a large sheet blanket, the following heap piles of several different varieties of melons and tight which also take a simple bed ... a Kazakhstan grandmother wrapped in a thick scarf, Long Zhao hands, grinning and watch us get off ...

Hu Yong-down. Windy morning, cold hands ... but still can not stop us Chigua ... melon, ideological divisions melon, watermelon, sweet and incredibly outrageous that the same pumpkin ...

Husband side of the big mouth bite melon, while the big sister who came to replace old lady struck up a conversation, wait for them insisted to figure out how these melons so sweet ... I've been on the fourth block, and really sweet! The sun is a little bit out from the clouds fall in. ...

Afterwards when the giant cheap, has Xiadu's not the money, other Ermao money pound, more than a dozen melons less than 10 dollars, last not find the money, and spare a cangue division melon, leave. Go far away, and still see the old lady standing on the Kazakh swept our street and looked ...

Felt a hint of warmth ...

Just when everyone was excitedly talking about sweet potatoes, the Burqin to the old text of children says he took us to the FB once, then allowed to gaze longingly met with "real bad casserole" signs in the streets in the cold next to the rickety really hungry ...

Casserole taste really good, but a little disappointed not like to eat in Xinjiang, Sichuan authentic taste ... my husband and a small lamb chop lamb chop casserole together will be one that robbed of light "and then a mutton chop of" ...

Burqin is a necessary and out of Kanas land, tourists usually have to apply for border card here could be a few people with the car co-1, cost is 2 yuan / person.

Left Burqin, roadsides will appear large and small shoals, and occasionally see groups of Wrangler and Camel Huyou Huyou to Duo Guo, far from the stretching of the Altay Mountains, belonging to a branch of the Altay Mountains, has been quietly accompanied by with us to Kanas ...

Minato slightly a few people and decided to first go Kamoku ---- a man lived in a small village in Tuva. So off-road vehicles are 60 km away from the Kanas place turned into a fork in the road, the Po, let us feel what a ride off-road vehicles ...

A very bad way to go Kamoku felt cushion on the bottom did not live in a row spent a minute or two children, according to the old text of the speech dealt with the rainy season, a trip depends on luck, because of Wong Nai Road, a soaking by the rain becomes limp, uphill, when wheel slip; through the water, canyons, the wheels will fall into the trap to go a little way at all. Tourists can only wait until the weather was fine, the sun drying out of a day, and then quickly fled the same night, and even some tourists because the next day was going to rain, but had to turn around to go back ... "Oh, Oh Oh," We are excited to uttered a strange sound called ...

Kamoku is the way to the picturesque, like the three-dimensional movies, like from the eyes across the distance Dai-color cover printed with a ridge near Huangcan Can the birch, in the middle of grasslands and scattered large tracts of coniferous forest in late autumn Yela, All this in my shooting box to form a picture of Zhang extremely layered, beautiful, cozy ...

Duo in broad sky with clouds flowing whim, in the open left faint shadow of the earth, we are in the flickering light of experience into the natural beauty of ...

Kamoku is very quiet, Jing De impression that it was only a picture. Dangling in the village, and occasionally see a kind of Tuva who built the original wooden house, occasionally saw one of villages 32 tourists in the river fishing ...

Kamoku potatoes really delicious, and the smell of the Taipan Ji, I have a full bowl of rice to eat two. Her husband straight stare, "too poor to feed, and sell"

Old Man Juzhaojiubei children on the candlelight, give us a talk in his house, it's been this difficult to read ...

The night shift here is quiet, looking at stars and dream of our Wash Red Dust, where the Tian-tian quietly and slowly to the old ...

Author: yalili