Trinidad relax ---- 1, Tianchi voice over
At 1:00 on November 5, 2002 the rise, in order to commemorate his three-year-old's birthday, back luggage, and invited two companions, came to Urumqi. Of course, the first stop is near the Tianchi had.
Urumqi dawn of the late, woke up 7 points more than just sit and wait for dawn, fast 9-point multi-talented reveal bright, and some are not accustomed to. Cousin met by Bo Meng took us to tour Tianchi. Along the way eyeful beheld yes Touguo scarf, waistcoat who are granted the Uygur women, robust and strong. Xiang three tall beautiful women stroll the streets of Urumqi, giving this city of gray and brings a broad landscape. We Chu Liaocheng, the companies can be just over an hour to the Tianchi the. The road is very wide, both sides of the thin and thick stands tall and straight poplar leaves are all yellow in sunlight, the Yeer thin as onion skin-like transparent, without the wind, absolutely still. Group from time to time groups Yanger, geraniol, leisurely pacing on the road, they never looked down on a human traffic, the driver Daisuke slowly drove very carefully and respect with every life, respect for the Uygur people's feelings.
A distance saw the Bogda peak of the snow that is not year-round, in the winter sun shine, cold but feel warm? The car straight to shore. Flexion and extension changes the mountain lake sparkling, Xuefeng reflection, lake clear bottomed out, occasional boat pan before, Dangqi gently ripples.
Asked local herders to lead a drooping horse, they rode on the peak of the. For me, was a Kazakh executive reins of the men, perennial cold wind, dry air, the plateau of sunshine made him dark skin, slim face and appeared to have been out of a Road Daoke lines. Clothes have finished, and just the top of melon children under the black hat and flexible facial features, but told us that he is an authentic ethnic Kazakh. Chitchat all the way down, side to know he only 30 Gangchu head and remind myself how lucky not be too reckless call it as "Uncle."
Although the sun was blowing, but it is Nandi cold. Horse and his master can be general, seems to have the habit of walking on the peaks. Unique Tianshan mountains stood quietly Tasson leeward side that, with the ups and downs and the formation of mountain pines. Hill, the other side of it is pure and crystal clear ice and snow, from an unexpected ridge is divided into two colors, divided into two voices.
In my repeated begging, the Kazakh tribe Big Brother has finally agreed to sing a folk song that we had. He will be a horse onto a slightly sloping open points, some shy and look us in the Kai Chang. Joyful singing loud and clear in the pine forest where Dang Qi, and the songs together children on the dance without consulting anybody in his eyes, more alive. Although I can not understand lyrics to the effect, but the songs for voice and can understand his sincere joy, pure joy, I am also happy.
King may have many things to many vague and might have forgotten. That song is always in mind the mountains between the waves.
Author: sundance112
