The endless vast western region, a desolate land, a place where people return to Pak. There, for the first time to see the real people who knock long head, his face unparalleled piety. Sat in the car, pastoral side of the road towards you look back a smile, that rosy face, dark, white teeth, clear eyes, simple, simple and honest smile, my life is difficult to forget the scenery.
---- Vivi
Prior to the Qinghai Lake, a friend told us, "in December of the Qinghai Lake, not to regret, to a more regrets!"
"Oh, why?"
"Because there is now nothing, a desolate ... ..."
I think that if there are mountains and rivers, there are green you can call it without regret, then the greenery and beautiful landscapes is a hotbed of where? Momo is not still carrying Napian a beautiful land and lakes do? Since the mountains are still ringing in, at least for Qinghai Lake is also a lingering charm of beauty, right? So we boldly decided to go in the season, no one approached Napian Hai, witnessed the desolation and ice-Qinghai Lake.
From Xining to Qinghai Lake, 260 km, take the traditional tourist routes, some 280 kilometers, due to time constraints, we do not like to share the sentiments, only hope that Jiumu approached the Qinghai Lake, infiltration of cold seawater.
This can not wait all the way to really and bright all the way ah! We Xining one out is greeted by snow-capped mountain tops and high loess slope, roads around the mountain road winds through the northwest of the road is straight, not like the south-west of twists and turns, all the way open to, any horse by the reins never worry about people turning cars Yang, Xining driver is very generous to our line of local knowledge, as well as unique private joke, we were laughing, a Hunde overripe on and the driver, vehicle called the master, off called Big Brother.
Constructing highways in the Northwest in the valley in the northwest, highway called Gap, what sheep jump Gap, Liujiaxia ... ... along the mountain roads and lines, with the mountains rise and fall, car dealers on the road, ups and downs, the heart also will be up and down, so that The feeling was very strange.
Qinghai Lake to see when we have a different feeling, feeling that we usually have not been met, not the general impression mapping into the eye, to that beautiful scenery is not just make us a worthwhile trip, It will show I never forget. Looked up looked up and make a blue sky and white clouds, open boundless northwest sky is blue like clarity, simple and rough, and when I have not seen this piece of blue when you absolutely do not believe this would be the true color of human thought " Cijing should only be the sky, earth De Du Several people "?
Through the windows, Jimuyuantiao could see the sand dunes from clear to hazy, as well as next spring, will continue over the land of green grassland, groups of laid-back, but after the flock greets us, they are not afraid of people, very proud of from the stroll around us in the past, as if to tell us that they are the masters here. With a few rare to see a shepherd asked, are all-Tibetan, we could not understand a word, even for us who lead the way in Lanzhou is also the muddleheaded, this time I really appreciate the vast land of China, a large population, national culture of the extensive and far-reaching. Thousands of years ago, our ancestors conquered the vast Central Plains, but the country did not meet the emperor's vision: vehicles from the same track, with the text books, uniform weights and measures. The real conquest is cultural assimilation, it is not fighting the enemy's soldiers, but rather such a clever rules require a long time to practice is several generations? Or several dozens of generations? Over-ambitious conquerors who where there to share the sentiments, ideas endorsed at the Millennium since Albert Feng Gong do? He, however, ironically, the so-called conquest, in the millennium, still did not follow the original design of the grand conqueror extension of the original natural law but in accordance with the renewal of the world.
In the years of transmigration, the fact, the only time, the monarch is always undefeated.
We drove in Malaysia was once a road passing on the beach, along the Qinghai Lake bypass, speed fast, but compared to the blue side of the lake, only feel that we are crawling, and we breathe northwest China enjoy a plateau without any pollution air, cool dip dip, Tian Sisi, and really relaxed and happy, they have been the city lined chimney smoke heavily smoked prostitution lungs, where we finally get a cleaning, similarly wash has been bustling along with a mess of nerves, Here, a good one paradise.
Finally found a fork in the road, turn into to the Qinghai Lake on the famous fishing grounds - Bird Island. To Qinghai Lake, before receiving our Mr.Wang would be for the Huang River in Qinghai Lake we eat the fish. Huang River Fish is the specialty of Qinghai Lake, on the Huang River fish, but also a great stress, said locals are Huangzhong eat fish, they see huang fish fetish, it is respect, Huang River fish have been here so many, the most expensive time to is 2 cents a catty. Huangzhong Qinghai Lake is believed to be delicious taste of fish, do not add any seasoning has a natural fragrance, so huang born unlucky fish, like the roots of life, group quickly dropped, combined with slow growth cycle of fish huang, huang pound fish growth for 10 years, the state in order to protect these rare marine life, issued the ban order. We did not eat fish Huangzhong Qinghai Lake, but we regret that there is no point, because we did not become at least speed up the extinction of Qinghai Lake precious aquatic accomplice.
Bird Island of the lake has been closed, a thick layer of ice, we walk through the ice, Jimuyuantiao.
In Qinghai Lake, the world can be as simple as had only one color: blue.
Blue sky, blue lake, in addition to blue, or blue, sea and sky merged, the two are vast, I have not tell Where is the lake, Where is the day, where is human!
With such a simple and pure blue to dwell, to draw the beautiful picture of Qinghai Lake, my eyes is the boundless reach of the blue at all, from far and near, from shallow and deep, pure, pure, simple, no the slightest cover, there is no deliberate Zhang Yang.
A very simple blue in my breathing began to solemn, feeling that they have ceased to exist, the soul of my flesh fly fast, fly in the realm of Heaven and Man of the Taoist.
The distance of the earth, there are infinite peace and happiness, unlimited scenery ... ...
Separate this piece of blue, you can forget about being off the core and numerous Canhong; Huayin in the fall can also be forgetting the dead leaves whisper to notice affective San-Qiu; puzzled overflow can also be forgetting the human wish, the sun and the rain's attentions and can not restore their lives cheek cheek smile; disputes can also be forgetting the human, benevolent breeze and the moon and can not influence them the dark soul; can also forget about the hustle and bustle of human, rows of Fengzi clouds and dew, they can not be a flash teaser Gaze; can also forget about the human impetuous, gorgeous spring with the pro-grass, and can only be sad that they intended to flyback thread.
I also can temporarily forget about all my own; I forget the innocence of childhood breeze Whitewater; I forget all the vain hopes of adolescence; I gradually forget about the life of consciousness; forget warm when I search for the ideal; forgotten in my mind of optimism and pessimism struggle; forget the hardships I have to climb; forget the moment of inspiration and thorough comprehension of the magic; forget about the trend of the sudden change in my life; forget the desperation in the fall of my fortune or misfortune, to forget the dream I remembered incomplete; forget I buried in the sea secrets; forgotten once the cutting edge scoop cut my soul, Bao Luo flames of my soul and destroyed my soul, hurricane and storm; forgotten deep resentment and Ai; Hebei and is willing to forget about me; forget my sense of Enze and benefits; forget me past and present ... ... Yesterday's memories, gradually expanding, and gradually blurred, and gradually, can not be identified; today's confusion, and gradually shrink, cramped into a ray of consciousness, a very narrow very fine line silk, fragmented into numerous incompatible Luen black spots, black spots gradually in hidden shade, inclusion in the blue of the far-reaching in the ... ...
The vast Qinghai Lake, Enpa 10000 dump, Xuan dust dispersed in this; nobody in time and space, Blues Wong, Mandala silent, thinking only of my passion for flying. Suddenly, the blue of the depths of a little white sail into your eyes! Fisherman told me that it was the fishermen return from the Bird Island Air, but this time, almost dusk, we, should also embark on the return road by now.
Can not leave the Qinghai Lake ah, you let me passion! I only turned around without hesitation, leaving progressively larger piece of white sail behind his back ... ...
Farewell, Qinghai Lake, I was just a rush of passers-by, you do not belong to me, but you accommodate me!
Vivi - at 13:20 on January 2, 2003 * River
Author: weiwei286
