Six journey
1, days leaves people a way out
Chinese New Year, and the original two-pronged several playmates. They went to Vietnam, leaving several of us do not have time to do a visa and went to Sichuan. Boss, the only male, with maps and zz from sina, self-confidence led mediocre and I set out.
In Chengdu under the aircraft. To the coach station and all bus routes open to Jiuzhaigou are outages of. One asked the car to be there three days before. Boss thought for about five minutes, decided to go to Dujiangyan. More than an hour later, we came to another strange city. The sky will be late, in a hotel door, flat raised resumed their progress. Was mediocre and the eldest is a couple, and my playmates for various reasons, ultimately failed to appear in Chengdu. In order to travel pleasant, very willing to obey flat boss, and I obey them all.
A mini-boss called a taxi, and we start right away. Open to the Songpan takes about six hours, passing through Wenchuan, Maoxian. Car on winding mountain road open, the right is the pollution of rivers by chemical pigments. Occasionally, there will be falling from the mountain of gravel, each U-turn will give people the feeling of being washed down the cliff. A small town along the way do not see a shadow, and everyone close to the red door couplets, the middle of the door hung a red lantern. In the cold night to remind us of these foreign land passengers, it is New Year's Day.
Middle of the night to Songpan, temperatures below minus 10 degrees. Hotels, hotels are out of business because of the Lunar New Year holiday. While we shiver while looking for a place to stay. Suffer a boss a look inside the gates close to the shouting, and finally in the Home Hotel cry when the door, there's the old man on duty one piece of the keys out. Three of us spend over 50 dollars, in a dark, damp, dirty room where sleep the next morning 9 o'clock.
Porter of the old man had been waiting for us to get up. When we Tizhuoxingli leave home, the old man came forward to tell us that the past few days, all the restaurants were closed down. We have not had time showing expression of disappointment, he invited us to his home to eat breakfast. My heart suddenly warm, watching the sun rose above the surrounding snow-capped mountains, swept away last night's fatigue.
2, 10000 "bad" source - buttered tea
The "evil" exactly the word I say, the meaning of nausea. The literal meaning of nausea also continue to explore and promote the scope, such as vomiting after. The effect of buttered tea is a very satisfactory success rate of close to 100%, period of validity can be extended indefinitely vomiting catalyst. It will let you have any minor in a timely manner, resulting in the death of the body feel better; it will disappoint you when you get desperate; it will arouse your idea of the potential of evil: "to consider a gift to the enemy zone, buttered tea is the most appropriate gift. "
My old man said, with the first sentence: "You are not a minority?" He replied: "Yes. I am a Han Chinese." The old man said with my first sentence: "If you want do not want to drink all the tea?" "No , as long as a can. "I a little bit embarrassed. In fact, the old man said, "All the tea" that is very common locally butter tea. Unfortunately, I drank. Flat, boss in order to drink a little, but also added a lot of sugar into.
After eating a hearty breakfast, we intend to ride to climb over an altitude of 4,500 meters high snow-capped mountains, to reach their next destination Huanglong. The first day of walking for about five hours to an altitude of 3100 meters-high mountainside. A local Tibetan people asked us whether or not to sleep one night, the Tibetan culture, history and beauty of this building houses a deep temptation to our hearts. So we stopped marching pace.
Tibetan people will be the same in every food, every dish li put a butter. The house inside and out and they seem to brush over again with butter as the main ingredient of paint. For the first time riding my tired, I am going to break early. Lying stiff bed quilt cover did not give the sun a little comfort. Quilt is too small, and were required to accommodate two people. I was forced to like a gecko, as the body suction in the sub-zero wall. Walk the flavor of butter in any one corner of the room, my stomach struggling with butter exclusion. I said, uncomfortable with the flat, headaches, sleep. I do not know how long it lay, I finally could not help but get up, tears in my eyes ran to the bathroom began to vomit. I really want to go home, and his brother lying in bed watching the disc, miss my mother package spring rolls. Why should I come to this damn place, and no cell phone signal. Back to the room, heard the flat has been a painful groan, her head was going to explode, and even get up and vomiting and no effort. I am in bed just decentralized garbage bags for our continuous vomiting. Each cell in the body appears to be eroding butter, dark and fear that enveloped me. Think of tomorrow, but also hard to climb snow-capped mountains, dead or alive. If you are unable to survive tonight, himself such a lonely death, even to a favorite of short messages from people never had the chance to say farewell, I was so young ... ... ... ...
The night was spent rest of my life the most painful one night. By dawn, I have not spit any of things.
Boss will be too busy to take care of a flat bed, asked if we could hurry to get somewhere. Flat reclining on his body, pain, weakness of waved his hand, said: "Take me out of here quickly!"
I have not eaten any breakfast, ride a horse hit the road. Butter tea a few days later the road became taboo words. Until the road is close to an end and most of all be restored only after jokingly try to buy two bags brought to the boss, but it is limited to a short period of fun.
Back to Shanghai, the meal still can not mention the "buttered" It's three words.
3, horses, and my feelings
For the first time horseback riding, and for the first time riding on the climb of the mountain 4,500 meters above sea level. Boss told me afterwards, which is a medium-high difficulty exercise. Before they just told me to ride, but very relaxed tone. Boss and the flat a few years ago in Xinjiang trained to have a superb horsemanship. I think that I was unknowingly caught in a dangerous, but also intact alive, can only show that luck is better.
I like the tall and handsome horses, have toyed with wearing a robe, cross under a similar "Lord of the Rings," where a horse and accompany me fanciful, risk one's life, life is full of legends ... ... In fact, the three of us rode a very ordinary horse, breakout taste. Anytime, anywhere, regardless of occasions, urine and faeces. The first launched by three people to help, sit a while running around in circles to the rear. A good field of vision would be delighted once sat. In this way, I staggered the start of two days of arduous journey.
As I constantly adjust sitting position, my horse suddenly left the Colts to the horizontal red down the slope. I could not even how to balance the no hands suddenly felt at once to fly out. I instinctively scream, Mafu Hong master immediately rushed down the slope to seize the reins of the horse. I still badly shaken, Hung master told me to hit it, kicked it. I played it on two legs, feet are painful. Master Hung I would like to take care of non-stop playing it because it often may not obey. I am more afraid, and asked Hong master: "If I hit it, and how angry it do?" "No! It has been very happy." Hong master grinning answer is simply not taken seriously. After the mountains, I was horse bumps may at any time there is the possibility of flying out, but was tenacious to survive, I want to hang in there. Later, the master of the donkey Hung Dao Shi frightened I do not know why, how far he Shuaichu one meter. Fortunately, both sides of the tall stone Dangzhe will not fell to the foot of the mountain. I was surprised by the master elegant to look at flood arose, a leap on the donkey, he may frequently!
Walk the fast for two hours, I learned to step on your feet tight stirrup son, hastened to help me tune called Hung Master tightening. The most painful is my waist, like a beaten again filling the lead of the local anesthetic. Beautiful scenery along the mountain at the foot of a one Tibetan village's long red flag fluttering wind, Wrangler cattle and sheep flocks, and occasionally will see a 23 pheasants. Riding passing through a village, there is a breath of life on both sides of the house and walk around the poultry, but had never met one person. The atmosphere is very strange, especially those fat Yo-pigs, very animated film "Spirited Away" feeling inside. And went more than an hour, met a small group of Tibetan rode the flying, I will pray for their horses will not be frightened, and then looked at him then enjoy the eye. After all, my identity is with tourists.
The next morning, the world has played a snow, the temperature dropped a lot. My empty stomach continued on our way, this often does not want too much, especially not think of buttered tea! After 3100 meters above sea level, there is little village in the mountains. Looked out is the rolling mountains, snow-covered, one gray. Mountain in some places end up with ice, flat ice riding horses were slipping, and her leg was crushed under the horse. The next road we had to take extra care.
We are further and further high, it seems more and more cold days. My masks, scarves end up with thin ice. By noon, at the foot of the snow has been deep into the 30,40 cm increasingly steep slope up. Under the Master Hung donkeys, the oldest child in front of a hand pulling a horse tail, followed by a hand holding my horse's reins, laborious dragging up. I am inclined to move the body, both hands tightly grasp the body of the cushion under. Ma ruthless bumps, I have no control over their own body balance can not always feel that no longer adhere to the. Bow look back but look into a piece of white snow, with great dancing and beautiful to the deepest falling off a cliff. Hung chef kept saying: "fast, approaching the summit!" It's like after a long time before the summit, my hands full of sweat on his forehead.
We dismount rest. Hong Xiao Zhang master and another groom come up with a color of paper used for prayer breaks, spoke we did not understand the wishes, the paper breaks threw the air. In a vast expanse of whiteness, in the altitude of 4,500 meters of the summit, I put the master gave me a pile of Hong green paper breaks, forced lavished on the sky. Parts of the sheet symbol on both painted a horse, I did not say what the wishes of watching a quiet break overtaken by patches of snow falling paper.
4, the beautiful Red Ribbon
That is the root of Tibetan women and girls used to the ribbon tied around the waist. Method is very simple, wear robes, you use the wide, long ribbon around the waist on the two laps, and then marked with a large waist ribbon bows.
We Tibetans stay at home, apart from men, also saw two old woman, a young woman and three little girl. One of the largest four-year-old girl and the youngest was a baby. Three sisters looked so much alike, with the majority of Tibetans, as had been pretty. First time I saw them, are in their doorstep. Circuit in the two little girls grandpa around, curious look at us, the smallest one was my grandfather in her arms. Grandpa smiling, gesturing, greeting us go. Grandma Grandpa stood behind his face and good smile. The end of the day riding trip, two feet on the ground become soft at the station, I held out waist with both hands to move forward. Walking through the courtyard is a wooden front Tibetan houses. A large number of beautiful wood decorations throughout the house, painted on the wood over time fade the color.
Their mother was a shy young woman, and the grandmother with the non-stop doing housework. We watched the Tibetan living room furnishings, and all kinds of bronze was polished shine. A moment later, the young woman on the end of hot tea for us to see we have only bowed his head, shy smile. After a short break, we decided to go out to walk, four big girl with us out of the door. Girls, giving her a two pigtail, wearing an orange sweater, the following sets of the Tibetan robe, sleeves hanging on both sides of the waist. Her door has a knot of ice river, we walk along the river's upper left. The little girl walking in the front, walking lifted the sleeves, reached into the sleeves inside. I walked behind her, feeling that is funny and lovely. Subsequently, she, like magic, I do not know where to pull out a wool cap, a mastery of the two pigtail look inside a plug, with the head in the. I have no time to shoot down these movements, while walking in the flat behind the sudden change to her stunned. When we backtrack, when she marched at the front.
The snow has left a long list of crooked small footprints, and we can not help but slow down and look at the back of her small and flexible. The breeze blowing her waist after the red ribbon for her petite figure is concerned, it is a particularly large ribbon bows. Rose-colored ribbon was silhouetted against a pure spotless white, and the waving with a trace of charm, like a butterfly in the dance. This is a very beautiful picture, so intoxicated with everyone in full of a wonderful aspiration.
This little girl denied us a lot of film. Later, she patiently in front of us to make all kinds of strange and dangerous movements, her baby sister had also been treated as props. Our initial view from the mountain scenery, one by one later became a group photo with her. Unanimously acknowledged that she had excellent performance talent.
Back to the living room, the girl's mother and grandmother prepared for us a lot of dishes. They can understand Chinese, but will not say. Hong master to convey us that after dark there are even more extensive dinner. Hung Master told me that can be very lucky to live in their homes, or tents in the mountains at night only to sleep. After dinner, we have the sun on the terrace. Young woman come up with robes and belts, grandmother helped her to put on me and flat. Wolia also tied a red ribbon, a ribbon on the outside colored gem-studded belt. Hung Master tells us that belt is crafted silver, the value of several thousand dollars. I asked the young woman, this is not her dowry, her face thrown up a layer of shallow flush, nodded his head, eyes skip trace of sweetness. Tibetan women virtuous Suki, a kind of traditional female beauty. I moved flat by her behavior, flat eyes wide open, sounds exciting to me, said: "good and feminine ah!" "Yes ah! If someone asked me, I would certainly Lie Kaizui laugh." I is also very excited, eyes wide open flat to answer. "I was!" Mediocre Liekai the mouth laugh. "Babble - ah" We continue cried. On that day, too busy in the family's women. Is also entertaining to eat, but also finishing the room, but also pour, light a fire. Before I left, I put lotion and shower gel loading try to give a beautiful young woman, who really did not bring anything. Young woman around the house all of the fruits plugs in my hands, I want to take a few less, she said that the first sentence of the Chinese language blunt: "We should, we must!"
The farewell between us is very flat, they continue doing housework, man of the house and the girls have not been able to get up. Like many people, we may never meet. Growth vary widely, I do not know what the future will hold. Over the past can not be moved, supported by a slim tomorrow. The United States and perhaps because of their distance from arising, but it is existed, and in my mind is not erased.
5, on the bath and sleep
People away from home, the most important to be able to eat meals, slept. There can be comfortably hot bath. Boss's home in Xining, not very far from the Sichuan Province. Along the way, he is our right to eat in the most satisfying one, exactly to say that it is his appetite. The dinner has become a burden to me. Butter tea seriously affect my sleep quality, and attached a few days sleep well, my mental state can not match him.
The only fly in the ointment is the eldest was attached a few days without a bath, he inquired into the Huanglong telling people there is no place to bathe. All the answers are the same: "winter does not require a bath." All eyes are also used to reply the same: "This question was a very strange Mody." Boss of us swear Jiuzhaigou certainly bathing place. "There's five-star hotel." Boss is always so confident.
To the Jiu Zhai Gou, Right on cue, there are many high-end hotels. We seem to just pick a price right on the list. But we ignore the Jiuzhaigou Valley is a tourist area, rural businessmen, and businessmen in town the same sly smile. Suggested dear friends, to Jiuzhaigou, do not live in called "Jiuzhaigou Garden" guest houses. Boss and the flat before the decision to live in the Garden Hotel has been very cautious. Reading room, talk about a good price, but impossible to defend. When we paid the deposit, help-desk lady was telling us that water to go to 8:30 only, supply a half an hour. We can consult with her over to the bath room, "three and a half hours washing too late, I have to wash a person more than an hour." Mediocre to consult with Miss. This lady immediately exposed unhappy face. "We have not had a bath in three days." Boss want to arouse her compassion. Boss quite shy, in fact, four days without a bath. Standing beside the boy shook his head with a smile, told us that do not wash so long. Is his rhetoric pull us into this hotel. The three of us Haoshuodaiyue, they finally agreed to give more room bath. In the dispute process, the deposit receipt for the service is also bad tempered lady tear up once.
To the room any case, we can not find the remote control air-conditioning. Call Desk, sweet sound of her voice that immediately sent. Half an hour, etc. In the past, called again urging, the sound of her voice is still sweet and touching. An hour passed, no one has delivered remote control. I took the cup, bottled water, pressing the button, and pour the water out of all the green sediment. Called the desk, asked whether or not a thermos flask in the way air-conditioning remote control thing. "There is not room bottled water? Than the thermos flask of water is also clean, you can drink, Oh, know what?!" I feel that she must think I am Eupolyphaga. "That's what the remote control?" I asked. "Remote control attendant came forward." Voices suddenly become sweet, like the telephone recording at the replay. "Are waiting for a half an hour." I questioned Road. "Because waiter sent to the fifth floor from the floor." She answered with her reasons. Boss to the outside turning circle, come back to tell us: "air-conditioning to be opened until 20:00. Furthermore, if the voltage is unstable, jumping power, then it can only be turned off."
8:30, air-conditioning was opened, the room has heat it up. We called the waiter over to the six quilts. Xi Li crash only a few drops of hot water and even wash their hands enough. Waiter was again called. To wait until 9:15, the water before it was up. We hurried to their respective rooms bath. Water temperature fits and starts and cold than the hot time for a long time and will definitely have to wash down with acute pneumonia. I bite the adherence to 10 minutes and trembling of the escape. The flat has been standing in the room wet hair, the central, bluish lips, face expressionless look at untapped TV. To look at her embarrassing appearance, I can not help laughing a while, and asked her: "You do not want a one-hour wash it?" "I washed out for two minutes." She fumed to say. I laugh at the side of the Wanle Yao. "Ha ha ha," she laughed up: "No wonder the boy said, grinning and wash so long."
On the fourth day, we intend to secretly living in the Jiuzhaigou Scenic Area. As a rule, is not allowed within the scenic area residential. Commissary boss suggested that we stay at home to the Tibetan people, we have the courage to accept this proposal. Scenic strolls in the dark, could not see what visitors have had. We went back to stay with him to discuss things, the boss agreed to our request. This guy stole the scale from time to open a small inn, as health facilities do not have any requirements within a. I am sure, this hotel has not swept in the opening. Night, we lay sleeping bag. Shut our eyes, Jiuzhaigou colorful enchanting water brings me to sleep.
Then, I would like to recommend immersed dear friends, "Jiuzhaigou Valley Authority - Lotus Leaf Guest House." Until the fifth day of the evening, in the lotus guesthouse, we washed the true sense of the bath, sleeping in a stable feel. Price hit right off the hotel is also cheaper than the garden. To Chengdu, we are looking for a local most exclusive five-star hotels, the United States and the United States of sleep a night.
6, city people, rustic
In the Tibetan home, we were very warm hospitality. Combined for the New Year, food prepared very rich. After dark, those of us off foreign land and the main Tibetan people sitting in the living room to eat and chat. The status of Tibetan women is not high, only stand beside the stove, the silent cooking chores. Man of the house playing the VCD of local Tibetan song to us. He has two sons, the political commissar of the oldest in the town to work and her younger brother to work in the town of the Construction Committee. For the New Year family reunion together.
Boss and her younger brother can speak basic Mandarin, temperament and are good conversation. They are also the only family to wear Han clothes. Between us the most was to explore the topic of their way of life, full of curiosity about each other. A Tibetan families can have three children, boys usually less than 20 years of age to do father. Tibetan population has not become developed, most of the reason is because the past polyandry. In the past, if the economic conditions at home are not very good, a few brothers shared a wife. Way down, you do not have the separation of the. Ai Ai! Tibetan women also have an enviable place where anything has its good side.
Second child was sitting opposite me, and thin face, Peugeot's facial features. His right hand holding the knives, left hand holding a cow bone. While talking with the possession of a knife edge on the bones, raw beef, eating it. "Shanghai is a good place, has been changed." Diagonally opposite the boss talking, tone is very smooth. Boss long face with Chinese characters, looking honest and straightforward, but no lack of masculinity. Second child asked me: "Do you think we city people how to rustic life?" "You warm towards people and between people more friendly." I do not want to compliment the tone with the answer, but felt that this issue was difficult at a few words on summed up: "Our relationships in indifference. strangers need each other prepare for the ... ... your house is relatively well-off, my family did not add up all the rooms of your large ... ... of our Office of nightlife and more around bars, dance halls, Kara OK ... ... the city's life changing, more attractive. each has its advantages bar! "
My favorite kind of their simplicity, but the general could not well expressed. Songpan and morals very good on the face of a stranger walking in the street will be grinning say hello. The difficulties encountered on the road, and stepped forward to help many people. Until everything back to normal size before departure. We are riding to Huanglong, after a local woman found a flat of his leg, called an police cars and getting us back to Songpan County. On the bus, the boss asked the police can send us to the main city of Sichuan, so that we can come to Jiuzhaigou near point. In the main city on the road bound for Sichuan, the good police told us that only 7,8 Songpan criminal cases a year, the Shanghai than in Beijing much better.
In Songpan, see the most are the villagers smile. They were carrying Gaoyuanhong smile makes me very intoxicated. Think of a song where the lyrics: "Childhood should not grow up, the girl should not the elderly, the neighbors should not be moved in that year." People want good things can be eternal, I hope Songpan's smile will always have the truth, then the and reliable, so good.
Author: neenee
