Unconsciously have come inside clouds, and under the rain or fog do not know, visibility is low, this time came to realize that "sweating fog" means. To the ridge, the next road is downhill, mountain is very slippery, we only go on dismount, Ma uncle said that the camps be far behind.

In the muddy mountain road, about 1 hour away, we are. To? In front of me is nothing but a relatively flat grassland, with a burnt pyre told me that there have been camped, in addition, nothing, and we must to live here? Is here, soon, Yang and Ma Big Brother improtance uncle had a tent, unloaded from a horse other things, we simply offer no help, we use the tent to do with the branches stand, roll up When only a little bit big.

Walked in the rain most of the day, our shoes and pants all wet, cold and hungry, our poor Baba mutual staring Oh, Zizhaokuchi ah. Another tent has also improtance, and Ma uncle up in the tent fire, boiling tea on the horse, and we sat in the tent, a bustling, the Cha He continues, finally was settled, and light a fire in my opinion is a technical live, a closed sheep, sheep and mouth that pick up a Tie Tong, and then filed depressed, that is, a blower, and I learned a long time, any rate can be a blast, but not only moves its ugly also tired half to death.

Starting the morning when it is aware of them are vegetarian, I began to also imagined the Tibetans were able to find what buy a leg of lamb, hum, four days could not eat meat, but was later proven to have nothing, Ma uncle to do with rice Zhen-Xiang, a lot of tricks, and now think of noodles soup, I also drooling it.

Young brother go to collect firewood eating, we and the horses uncle after the house, listening to talk about horse racing on you Ma uncle, even though this kind of work done for so many years, Malaysia is also not as if Uncle tired, compared to those carrying the word guide tour guide, he worked even more happy, Yang brother previously driven a car, pour a lot of places, even Xi'an and Tibet, but he was willing to at home, Happy Valley, where he said did not Songpan is good, in our view, these ideas may be very difficult to to understand, but when I returned to town, were dust storms and gray skies of the trouble, I suddenly felt like the simple life is a luxury.

Rained constantly forward, but the frustration brought about the first rain did not no longer affect me, because this experience has been very difficult for me, got. No lights, after dark, the storm is intended to make money, our bed is very special, under the Xianpu the linoleum, and then covered with moisture-proof inflatable cushions, as well as a layer of mattress, and then the above is the sleeping bag, sleeping bag was covered with quilts, There are thick robes, there is another level above the linoleum, which is the end of June ah, the winter so I have not slept, just like that Young Brother is also concerned that we are cold, He He.

Mountains, very quiet night, apart from the rain only a vague bell sound horse, "horse grass fat-free night" at night where horses would go farther to pasture Shuanshang bells will not be lost , come back later, on a rainy night where I seem to always hear as sound.

On top of the tent has a small window, there is no rain is not open when you can see the stars in the sky - a romantic, I think, holding such a romantic idea, and I read a lot of strange curse, - to pray for Days clear of the curse.

Author: lemontea