Chu Shi Shangri-La since the "Lost Horizon," Since the introduction of the Shangri-La has become synonymous with paradise has become a place where all aspire to. It is this mysterious temptation to make me countless times reverie. After more than 3000 kilometers of eolian dust, and finally arrived in Lijiang.
Lijiang, only the names and tell me how beautiful the scenery there. When we arrived, just after midnight. It also brilliantly illuminated the streets. Lijiang Guest House on military sub-district close by, clean and spacious rooms. In a county-level city is actually the military sub-district resident, and its status can be seen enough. Since ancient times, there is a commercial distribution center southwest. City sub-city, Metro, the ancient city known as Dayan Town, built in the Song and Yuan dynasties, Sheng Yu Ming and Qing dynasties, mainly inhabited by the Naxi ethnic minority. Is said to be a good place to spend the night.
Military sub-district guest houses, knocking on the door of Lijiang, rented a room, engaged reverse gear will be sleeping. Wake up to meet us is a warm highland sun. The sky is dark blue, with no trace of clouds. The first goal is to Yulong Snow Mountain.
Pack the car, out of the city all the way north. Really hard to imagine, in the highlands have such straight roads, has been extended to the distance. In the fork in the road, we first went to Yufeng Temple, to see the 10000 Camellia hosting the Games.
Temple was built according to slope, is a centuries-old temple on. There are two treasure temple, mountain kapok, bloom season, Fragrance Spreading Trinidad; 10000 Camellia tree was not high, but the branch branch-ya-ya is covered with a flower. We went at a time when the cold of winter, but there are Jiduo Camellia has been opened. May came, 10000 Camellia bloom excitement when I was so unlikely. Hu Hua monk in the rooms before the sun, basking in the corridor with one of laid-back look. A chat with him, that he come to the temple from the age of seven when flowering plants, and now has passed the seventies. The seventies, and the wind and rain every day, he accompanied with flowers, see flowers Whispering to see this world of vicissitudes of life to the last to see everything also has faded.
To leave the Yufeng Temple, we retrace retrace their steps to the Yulong Snow Mountain embarked. Driving through Ganhaizi, we all get off to take pictures. There is a great piece of open terrain, a long with a large pine. Farther afield, that is, the snow-capped mountains. Bound in a league for a long time in the car, where stretching their arms stretched stretch out really comfortable. Likely to leave the Church here, a little closer to reason, to walk there is a feeling of floating in the air. I was the first time a faraway place, his face rippling with irrepressible excitement, a people are busy picking up pine cones. Toyama's snow to me, Summon, approached the snow-capped mountains look like it?
We are Yunshan Ping under the car, ate lunch, and then riding up the mountain. Previously, I have only one experience of riding in the forest park, riding a few laps inside the fence. But this afternoon, we are on horseback through the. It can not be excited and curious, but they are too full of addiction. Qian Ma's kids ran after the saddle pommel while waving tree branches while singing folk songs, and does not look tired. One of only seven years old, asked him if he read the do, he said that now summer vacation, so helping out to make money at home. When I was seven doing? Already a distant memory. But by that time I already knew Xu Xia-ke, dreaming of one day be able to tour the world.
Evening, we dine in the Square Street of the small shop. We point all you can eat, and only 70 a few dollars. Was short, tables, stools was short, very little home.
After listening to the Naxi ancient music, we went clubbing洋人街.
I really surprised at the prosperity of Lijiang, Lijiang quiet. It is located at the edge of a city, it is also an international city. There are ancient Dongba culture, as well as most of modern civilization, a symbol of the Internet; the Naxi Ren favorite Ciba, there are wine and bread. A stranger on the street more than the locals, foreign tourists than domestic tourists. Here, regardless of national boundaries, regardless of nationality, skin color of people wearing colored costumes, speaking in their own language, irrelevant interference, but also fused into an organic whole. In a small city across the river to find a table, called a cup of coffee and slowly goods. Ren breeze blew my skin, any river flowing at the foot, he was that old music in the ears. The air was filled with the intoxicating atmosphere.
The next day, we face a challenge - Tiger Leaping Gorge.
Shek Kwu Wan, after the first reading of the Yangtze River, north along the border. The Yangtze River town of Shek Kwu because at this turn of 180 degrees bend is known for. Dark green river water over Shek Kwu, the river is very wide. Quiet water without waves. Down to the riverside wash my face, washed eolian, a refreshing. Some people stood in shallow water fishing.
But this gentle and very much a child-like at the Yangtze River, after flowing through the bridge, suddenly narrowed into the canyon. Riverside road built away from the surface height, Tingna water would have been deafening. In the last tiger jump tiger tiaoshih middle of the river has been divided into two, two shares each to 67 meters wide, raging river down, an avalanche of unstoppable momentum.
We did not go but a step along the riverside of the Department to seek an alternative to the steep slope to the river bank. There are sixty or seventy-degree slope from the river, there are more than 100 meters. Along the paths, the shape of the down to. A start there is a layers of terraced fields, Retention cut-off last year, Kikyo. Place where there are cattle grazing.
The river turned over the whitecaps, who cited me down, down. After a half of the distance, we have left luggage, only with the camera continues to move toward the river bank.
In this atmosphere, I am thinking is why we have no choice for the tourists to build the next level. I would like most is to stay away from deserted bar. That terrace, cattle, horses, gravel, thorns, giving people the temptation is fresh, stimulating, or what we call the rustic charm?
Tiger Leaping Gorge was alluring, and that momentum, even the name is so legendary. Some even this left a permanent mark. Jiang did not have from a distance of more than 20 meters, we encountered a cliff, and finally could not down to the riverside. Huaizhe Unfortunately, we have to climb Fan Shen. Stone base in a place where a companion because there is no master center of gravity, a loose stone from the partner into his arms. He finally lost his balance and fell heavily backwards, sliding down along the steep slope to go.
We are taken aback, I was in his side, but out of reach him.
Companions were overturned, the first impulse after the fall of 34 meters, finally stopped. I jumped in the past, forgetting in my help or was he himself opened the stones down on him. He slowly earth the hands feet, it does not seem much of a problem. Everything in this burst of astonishment in the passed. When we fascinating stats, has been on the road. Sit down at the roadside, unload all the luggage, double-check a bit. His hands have been thorns in a deep hole in designated, thighs, too. Fortunately, he was holding a rock fall, and if he had fallen stones and then falling, then he is not the bone of non-broken, that there are at least seventy to eighty pounds it rocks!
Two years on, the wound had a long good. But did not know there is no scarring.
Zhongdian is the time we arrived in the evening, and went to look at it Pahai sunset. Good faction golden! In the withered and yellow gold plated setting sun to the meadow on the plating on the fence, plating in the herdsmen's drying rack vegetation. Casual flocks of yak grazing, drinking water, walking, in which a white yak particularly conspicuous in the sunset of the irradiation, as if she threw a piece of golden coat, exceptionally beautiful. This again makes me can not help but think of the movie <<Red River Valley>> of Wang Dan's light for the Savior who died heroically for the white yak.
Dinner at the Diqing hotels. This day is New Year's Eve, dinner guests are not many. We have a large restaurant, if seated, point a dish, but also a bottle of Cordyceps barley. After a year's hard work, we have chosen to end the Tibetan areas of the hotel.
Though far away in a foreign land, but this meal is still very much to my taste. During the meeting, we also appreciate the simplicity and enthusiasm of the Tibetan people. Look at about 10:30, and vegetables are on the Qi, and then came a Tibetan girl, dressed in costumes. She presented each of us a white hada, but then Xiange an effect that I wish good luck visitors from afar.
To listen to her singing, is so simple and unadorned minimalist. A very authentic folk songs body. A purely natural, does not increase the feeling of modified, non-dense vegetation than the days, indeed can feel her hometown mountains, grasslands. I thought of listening to the Naxi ancient music, there are a people from Lugu Lake River Moso girls singing, the same crisp pure. From the natural, everything is OK. Songs stop, Restaurant Manager for our blessings, I never drink, but also drained.
Sri Lanka night, I was slightly intoxicated with sleep, in order to singing, for wine, as the hospitable owner.
New Year's Day swim Bita Lake, we are carrying all the cameras and luggage, in that a plateau 3,500 meters above sea level more than two hours away and traveled about nine kilometers, crossing the protected areas, arrived at the seaside. That is how a scene ah! We were attracted to people that have heart blue sky, blue water and heart rate were people that golden reeds.
Tibetans warm inviting us to participate in their "lunch", highland barley wine, buttered tea, yogurt, Tibetan song, Tibetan dance, all this let me forget all the fatigue, I feel as if a happy bird among white clouds in the sky fly!
Return the way, we still chose to ride. The five people in grassy meadow on the mad rush for nearly an hour, the real taste of the nomadic forthright.
Yunnan is not only a result of scenery and famous. Access to Tibet, Tibetan Buddhism and the Tibetan people's passion is another fascinating place it is.
In Zhongdian, the last day, we went to the Kot Dan Songzanlinsi.
Temple built in the Mid-slope, the poetry journal, from the main temple (Zhacang) and eighth Temple (called health parameters, namely, the East-wang, Zhaya, duo g, Gideon, Yang Tong, towns and, Zhuo, and velvet bar) composition, is actually a monastery complex, known as the small Potala Palace. This temple was eighteen years in the reign of Emperor Kangxi (1679) by the V Dalai Lama declared Emperor Kangxi approval, in the original Karma Kagyu Monastery of waste sent Zixia Gelug Sect monasteries built on the site. Twenty years to the reign of Emperor Kangxi (1681) built. V Dalai Lama Ciming "Karma Dansson Tsan Lin." "Karma Dan" The new translation of hi full days, one of Liu Yu days. "Pine praise" that is three playground. "Lin" means temple. Qing Emperor Yongzheng Ciming "owned by Temple."
We visited the main temple Zhacang, this is a three-story building. The bottom is the main hall for the Buddha, the Buddha before the tidy row of butter lamps for the Miansu made of a variety of patterns, colorful. We went to, the monks who were attempting to do homework, one by one in single file down the door Tuole Xie, comfortably Tashang. Recitation ringing sound of an instant in the hall. This sound has a strong penetrating power, filled the whole hall, deities monks rang the Chinese Communists in that voice immediately makes me have no experience. With the cadence of my mental state of the scriptures, and floated up into the sky, as in Mount Everest's top, overlooking the world; suddenly Again wandering soul, in all living beings in the walk through. I did not believed in Buddhism, but hearts of Tibetan Buddhism respect and curiosity to come here, but could not get rid of this nurturing atmosphere, while the gods go, too. In three of the main room, we see the living Buddha accepted his Moroccan roof, half the respect of Buddhism, one half is a devout.
But I miss the Buddha reasons, mostly because of Fanxin too heavy, wrapped in a shroud Fan Tai. Afternoon we went to I day. This is a small village, a dozen families in the morning heard that the village was married, so wanted to see. Originally thought that the climax of the wedding celebration should be at night, not thinking of there, only know that their custom is to celebrate the eve of the wedding. When we went to, the wedding is approaching the end, the old village to the new lecture.
The Tibetans living in this village are mostly two-story wood-structure buildings, the ground floor are stacked firewood and livestock raising areas on the second floor is the living person. Entered the house to inside is positive between the house and only opened a small window, the sunset shot came in from the window, forming a light beam. Corner of the house has a fireplace, boiled with water and butter tea all day long. There are thick in the central column, except there are festive activities are Wai-chu, and dance. Later, the last one wedding ceremony instrument it is. We host shows errand, he enthusiastically invited us to sit down Huotang Bian, down on the tea, strike on the cheese, fruit, and colored cookies. A house surrounded by people around us. We look at them, but do not want to become the rare animals in their eyes. While Ke Guazai women while watching us, but also the side slice whisper. Hostess for us down the highland barley wine, looks a bit like green bean soup, drink them like wine. We are having a drink, and she kept filled us until we no longer dare to drink up.
Near 7:00 pm, to celebrate the Tibetans have gradually dispersed, and we rose to leave, left them five from Shanghai brought the chocolate can be regarded as a bit of our mind.
I left the day, we returned along the same route to Zhongdian away. About the driver had come to meet us the next morning, and now has no car, and the intention to walk. I marked on the map also 15 li away from Zhongdian, also roughly 23 hours away. Although the car when you go to more than 40 minutes, but because they is not good, estimation error are not incompatible.
Bathed in the sunset, the walk in the wild, naturally relaxed. Has experienced the past few days of exercise, here's elevation has not what it is. Sun went down, and today is the second year, there is no moon. Days dark blue dark blue, the stars light up. Sky of stars, in Shanghai, it is absolutely invisible. Today, there will be no hotels along the way, even past the car at all. We eliminate the torch, one for power, but also to better look at these stars, in fact, chatting under the stars on the plateau is also the very ambience.
Until 9:00 for a long time, came from behind a Toyota bread. We hailed, but the car had been filled. Thus, it gave us the first two girls squeezed into cars, and their boys continue to walk along the road. About After a half an hour, maybe more than an hour bar, we have with car owners turn back to meet them.
This is our luck, met the enthusiastic and soul. It turned out that the person one of Yunnan Provincial Party Committee Propaganda Department to baishuitai play. Back to the Zhongdian fear wild in Tibet after the dog before deciding to turn back to pick up my companions. Were different, living on the frontiers barbaric behavior, but also warm, simple. In Tibet the last day of a different sort of person they met the principles.
Shangri-La is fascinating, and she is a quiet beauty. All things are in his own orbit, human beings and human beings and nature coexist in harmony. Shangri-La is the magic lies in Shi Chuan great influence of Buddhism, infiltrated the local people's life. This naturally became very great, dominate everything. Shangri-La is also the original, fighting for survival here, a lot more meaningful. This also makes the relationship between people becomes even more important!
Author: hebinglin
