In the northern Tibet's snow-covered plateau, there is a legend from the god-man rule, and dominate the world of underground kingdom - Shangri-La. The high snow-capped mountains, glaciers holy, awe-inspiring Grand Canyon, and accompanied by meadows, lakes, gold, cattle and sheep, pure air and rich, quiet and harmonious but the people ... ... This is a fascinating country, an ideal destination for a better.
Buddhist scriptures recorded by the Sakya Muni Fo identified by the Kingdom of Shambhala, Shangri-La is a magical kingdom that do? "Lost Horizon" in James. Hilton described utopian ideal state really exist? This is a wonderful name - "Incense - Georgia - ri - la -" to attract a group of another group of dedicated people, to find that most holy soul of the land conversion. Armed with a mysterious yearning for tradition, in the mist of an early spring morning, I am with the "south of colorful clouds Tour" team, set foot to go to the capital of Diqing Tibetan Autonomous Prefecture - Zhongdian journey.
"Landing" in Zhongdian aircraft in Britain lame walk through the valley, like "Lost Horizon" in the plot was forced to land. Uneasy in looked out the window, snow-capped mountains peaks attached, from among the vast sea of clouds slowly closer to us, but also go away, leaving the vast gray hills of the meadow, and scattered yellow color Dai Tibetan home. Ruoyouruowu the sun will be illusory color impeccably cleaned and more thick. - The legendary Shangri-La really is at hand!
White Mani Dui, snow Bita Lake, as well as Songzanlinsi that Pahai meadow, Kaoquan Yang, highland barley, and nightmare-like reaction to high altitudes, so that members are overwhelmed. However, the day's fatigue, it seems that no one has seriously thought about, this is Shangri-la do? Shangri-La saw the plane so mysteriously disappeared?
With a dash of loss, we have to leave the next morning Zhongdian, visit Lijiang is separated by a river. Ban Yin is still half-sunny days, and that lack of yellow angry King. Ram lively, simple and optimistic playful Tashi A city is, with melodious songs and ancient Tibetan tradition of our long-awaited sent to Lijiang.
Space-time tunnel Lijiang Lijiang, a yearning for spoiled by tourists in town. The whole city is full of a tourist destination due intense commercial atmosphere. People with different skin color shuttle between New City and Old City. The Quartet or streets bustling, full of Dongba cultural atmosphere of goods shop stalls a linked one. A variety of styles of bars, cafes, small restaurants and hotels packed with tourists with throughput. I am a little confused, and that it is also the ideal world and foreign visitors aspire to like Lijiang Mody?
Sitting on a small table in the dim Dengying waterside, watching the occasional walk the Naxi grandma, I am just really came to that picturesque ancient border town may be in the hands of coffee is relentlessly hard to me from time and space The tunnel dragged back. Meaning that people expect from such a study is no longer the old town to look for what? A romantic story? Alienation of a way of life? Lack of time Xujing cities? ... ... I do not know. I again expect? I actually do not know. But I know that we came to this place, there is a reason to come.
The next day, I am really in a state of mind travel tour of Heilongtan, Baisha murals, 10000 camellia, Maoniuping other attractions. There were no special feelings, but a quiet walk in the Pak Sha Tsuen, a small road, looking at Ban Bo's walls and roadside Naxi kids, I seem to understand why the explorers as Joseph. Luokeboshi plateau in this exotic togethers is 27 years.
Lijiang is also Wanru You Long of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, dry Haizi meadow, bar the United States Temple and blue lakes, majestic canyon. Here archaeologists male old villages have been identified as Shangri-La. Variations are caused by the village cottages, lush green bamboo, surrounded by peach and plum. This southern pastoral scenery in general, he wanders the dark horizon dazzling peaks, Hilton, is not described in the book, "Blue Moon Valley" do?
Shangri-La Where is child? Lijiang, Zhongdian, or? Or Nu bingzhongluo, Sichuan Inagi County? Balthus or India, Nepal, Mustang? Came to Lijiang, I am the legendary Shangri-La has become increasingly confused, and even some of tired.
Dream to Lugu Lake Lugu Lake is a very difficult road. The mountain had not been completed in the rugged mountains between the winding, dirt from the cracks in doors and windows to disturb their quiet those of us in retaliation for the unwanted visitors, air-conditioning failure is to make members who do nothing.
Mountains, the mud, sweat and exhaustion, we have allowed torture to about to lose patience when the tour guide's voice - "This is the Lugu Lake ... ..." - will be a very preferred not to think of the Blue Ribbon to our eyes. Mountains in a translucent blue crystal quietly lay dormant for centuries, such as a beautiful girl Moso. Stopped cars in the hillside, we are nearing home, first as a group of pioneers, like a careful manner not seen for many years quietly take a look at the home of a few minutes later, it is waves of excitement and cheering discourse - After 7 more than an hour arduous journey, and we feel the ability of the United States sustained a few minutes have been pretty good.
Soon, we came to the village fell into the water of the lake, one of China's last matriarchal society - Mosuo people living in small villages. Rushing the luggage into the strange Muleng Fang, the members were all forgotten journey fatigue, could not wait to come to the owner of the courtyard. This is a common Mosuo people. High main building is a two-story wooden structure from the inside out by the logs criss-cross Lei Cheng. Sitting on "grandmother room" in, listen to talk about their Mosuo guy a life of leisure, I think the city is so far away, seemed to himself to live in such a dream-like "country" where.
Sweet Home Country riding daughter, the lively crowd of poor measures have become the focus of attention. Pasture on a red horse trotting put the difference measures, revealing the beauty of Moso girl fans in general, while the wrestling field, she was a few pounds will be re-Zhuang her small group fell to the ground when it makes one see the That the United States in the dash of the wild. From her body, I see the real charm of the lake lies, that is the same as the original fan.
Back to the village, in the Chen group difference measures and sister to buy drinks with their thoughtful from a few "the pursuit of those who" stand out. In this way, we and the difference measures sisters became friends. Bonfire night party at the sound of laughter, quickly finish at the. Come to think of tea lake lake a first-difference measures are Youziyouwei to eat baked it.
Poor measures of the song, her sister's laughter, Ake second child anxious to see his girlfriend been pulling us not let the urgent need to go have a beer with bubbles dispersed in the night sky, only laugh quietly sitting around watching us, from time to time We are ready to master tea really made me feel the charm of the lake. This is a "Roaming" Quartet, a painter, who once lived in Lijiang and other places for several years. He was always up in one place becomes noisy when the silence to bring my portfolio and their families to go to the next place. He must be looking forward to what he has in mind in searching for Shangri-La.
Would like to look at the Moonlight in the lake. So open the door out, just ran into Chen and his "bodyguard" - two women of the group, to "go to poor measures of the rendezvous." Send-off Chen, walking on the way back, I feel the sky is so low, the stars seems to be at hand. Lake in the thin mist, I found the eyes of the artist's share of quiet, would the persistence of life, care in the world but rarely requested quiet. People in the Lugu Lake, you may find a real love can be the only artist truly is the love go Lugu Lake.
Conway is the trajectory of humanity's own history, the human race came from childhood. Long journey, human fatigue, and grow old, and thus a loss of. Human beings gradually lost in the course of history, as with Mali Sen Conway escape from the Shangri-La through out, the loss of his precious horizon.
In the cities, we can not find Shangri-La; in the East, human dreams of a Shangri-La; journey, we do not know where the real Shangri-La. Walk in the Dali ancient town, the Shangri-La I am not going to explore the Western blot, and it's my heart gradually blurred, seems to have disillusioned.
Human beings will never find a Shangri-La. Shangri-La is a mysterious unpredictable mystery, is far away from the other side of the human world. In fact, humans do not need to find, because human beings have not lost their Shangri-La. Yunnan Zhongdian, Lijiang, Lugu Lake have dreams, they are all visitors to the Shangri-La dream. Human life in urban, rural, are the respective real and soul of the Shangri-La. What we need is not to find, but the value and interest in treasure we live in this world, concerned about the world we live in urban and rural areas.
Conway is still Cong Lin Junling in the trek. He will always go on. His background in the sunset dragged under the long shadow, has been extended to the 21st century. He was not looking for Shangri-La, he was just walking in the Shangri-La Road, a small road, hoping to Shangri-La's better collections. Him, Conway and I hope that we human beings themselves
Author: jasonsong71