Shudao OK ---- Cloud and on the 13th month, 5000 Lane Mountain and River
Preface
10 days of the journey has ended today, return to Shanghai, walking in a familiar plot and Pudong Avenue, Xu late summer wind was blowing, I am as much kinds of like being a dream-like feeling of ---- so unreal more days, on the mountains and the feeling is I am familiar with, and wearing heavy clothes in the snow is in the journey I am familiar with, and my life, my city was once far from the discard.
Trance, I feel that they are they sitting in a bumpy wagon, or still in the vast snow-capped mountains in the Gunpa. Scenes over the past 10 days, such as a movie camera in my mind like a flashback: the first to see the breathtaking snow-capped mountains; by farm animals pulling vehicles over the mountains to fall into pieces when the whole body bone-like pain; riding a mule through Hell Valley the extent of virgin forest in the spectacle; foot altitude of 5300m the snow-capped mountains on board to see the excitement when the colored sea; from the snow-covered mountain top "roll" down the breathtaking; there for several days is not convenient for washing of the intolerable; curtain days Wai tree "to sing folk songs," the embarrassment ( "singing" In this line of exclusive language, "convenience" of the meaning) ... ...
These lenses total churn in my mind, sometimes one by one followed by flash, and sometimes the number of overlapping cross-Ying Zhang, and accompanied by the faithful of laughter all the way travel has become in my life ever forget!
1, first saw the snow-capped mountains
9 / 22 Chengdu - Siguniangshan
Dealers on the mountain side, through the western Sichuan Plain, along the Minjiang River canyon upstream. I sat in the window seat, the greed, enjoy the scenery along the one hand, vaguely worried about their unhealed cold with altitude sickness may be encountered, will not really bring any serious consequences.
But I do not want to give up the trip, it is not only my plan for a long time, and, deep down, I always felt in the city's busy, all in this time times to leave, a long journey .. . ... So, I can only take their own physical and altitude sickness gamble of.
Car along the winding mountain road winding up around the green vegetation gradually low, and gradually began to have snow. Distant white-capped peaks has been clearly visible, with the gray sky melting into one. This is the first time I have ever seen a real mountain, is the first time I saw snow-capped mountains, rolling to see so many mountains and rivers.
Car had become even higher, the green was gradually replaced by white, window leak into the extra raw cold of the wind. Half-day trek through the car have been carried away Ba Langshan top of 4523m above sea level, in the highway and stopped. Because of fear of altitude sickness, I dared not, as some brigades rushed off excitedly, as Friends of the snow, but opened the window.
Left his home for eleven years, I have not seen this long silver makeup Su-wrapped world. Between heaven and earth a vast expanse of whiteness, I really wanted to jump leap from this peak, inputs that a perfectly clean. Unfortunately, I do not have a masterpiece A Touch of Zen swordsman dodge, I can only quietly sit in the car, big mouth to breathe the cold and fresh air, so that quietly blend of body and mind with the snow-capped mountains. I am worried about altitude sickness, and does not appear in the cold with my body, but it Qinglie the air to make my cardio feel comfortable.
Balang Shan climbed over the car all the way winding down, at 3 pm and more, we reached the foot of the hotel Siguniangshan. To lay down their luggage and put on winter clothes, we have embarked Siguniang.
Mizoguchi changed in the groove of the environmentally-friendly transport vehicles, in-car warm Tibetan tour guides not only for our detailed explanation of the scenery along the way, but also for our table sang through. After singing the first time I heard it was actually so mellow tunes, Wanzhuan melodious. Listening to the chanting sound mind really felt a quiet calm. Even the dying person, to hear the voice, certainly, or quietly slept, and then leisurely Xingzhuan; or never sleep quietly on the flat into the painless worry-free paradise.
Each attraction will allow visitors Che Xingzhi stop taking pictures (Shuang Qiaogou distant snow-capped mountains there are the best shooting angle). Maybe God spared my first time I saw snow-capped mountains, has been gray gloomy days has finally started to clear up, revealing the sun has grown up behind the clouds, the sky has become blue in blue. Castle Peak in the distance between the exposed silver snow-capped mountains of the Peak, in the sunlight suffused with golden light. Hillside shrouded in white clouds feels like Pallas's wound, he wanders the dark blue sky, white clouds, snow-capped mountains seem sacred, beautiful and impressive. This is beautiful not only by my intake of a variety of camera angles, but also deeply imprinted on my mind ... ...
2, green dye Chang Ping Gou
9 / 23 morning Siguniangshan. Chang Ping Gou
Siguniangshan's another attraction with the Shuangqiao Gou Chang Ping Gou has a different scenery. Shuang Qiaogou appreciate the excellent distant snow-capped mountains of the Department, and the Chang Ping Gou is the appreciation of the green forests of the great ocean. Along the Chang Ping Gou People's Bank of Plank Road, a pedestrian into the depths of Castle Peak. Deeply shallow green blowing: deep, dark green steady, bright bright green, lively jumping a light yellow ... sometimes covered with leaves, chlorosis of trees Xieshen out, threw herself into eyes, making people feel a little autumn. Ruozai to have some time until the autumn the more concentrated, when the row of trees to make dye, do not know what is beauty?
Today it is cloudy, fog around the top of the hill, although heavy cloud visibility through the layers of a pale sun hanging peak side, but still have some intermittent light rain in the next, so that more and more bright green hill and dale, such as washing. In addition to people around him murmur, clothes grinding spindle sound of footsteps jagged pedal Plank Road is close to the roar of flowing water streams, occasionally there is a Liangsheng bird. The air is still fresh and cold, heart and lung infiltration.
Listening, watching, along the streams upstream, unconsciously I came to the berm at the end --- withered beach. Here also the growth of the towering trees of the original, but mutations in geology, fertile soil being washed away by streams, the trees remain in the rocks on the beach gradually wither. But they dry it was built, stands in the gravel beach, brown twig pierce straight into heaven, where I do not know how many years, as if to tell the people that took away their life and marshes of the transformation.
Withered beach from the back, because the level of a known distance way home, knowing where to turn mountain circuit, where there are Yihong clear water and emergent eye, I would avoid the crowd, walking in the middle of the two squads. Plank Road winds down, both sides of the tree height in a man could not wait to Nobue encircle, forming a green channel, as if science fiction in the space-time tunnels, will be alone with the mysterious world. I alone walk in the Plank Road has really not seen before the ancients, the latter not seen to persons, between heaven and earth just like the endless hills, nothing else; while Aoyama I like the embrace of one person only, no side greedy.
Third, Tibetan villages Style
9 / 23 pm Siguniangshan --- Danba. A home Jiarong Tibetan villages
Leave Siguniangshan, in Danba county bar drinking Tibetan butter tea and yogurt. For the first time I just felt salty butter tea to drink a bit strange, Actually, I'm not used to anything, Tibetan yogurt I do not like. Learned to drink butter tea can reduce the possibility of altitude sickness, I drink a glass. Holding the cup, I looked around this small hidden bar, walls and ceilings painted with national characteristics by pattern of handwoven cloth decoration, this decoration is pretty simple, does not require any state legislation or Dulux, and get wrapped in a cloth on everything all right. If you have the opportunity to Shanghai COPY one, maybe his door guests do!
Drinking butter tea, yogurt, our tour guide this trip --- East Malaysia. Arza. Become Pakistan. Gordon will be on stage in real ---. Has shown signs that he is a Tibetan boy and inconspicuous: the face is dark, like the locals, the long hair slightly disheveled, an untidy, slovenly and lean look. He should first possession of the long name of said again, and then added: "could not remember my name does not matter, call me 'Bin Laden' Well, we all so called." (Of course then not remember hearing anything, This long Tibetan name is split up with him that day I asked him to write the book on, and at that time did not think we will work with the guides and forged a strong friendship.) So, this "bin Laden" or "pull lead" We go on with nearly 10 days of arduous, dangerous but fun Inagi, Aden trip.
Tonight to live in the mountains Jiarong Tibetan villages, car left the town after circling upward along the mountain, but by halfway up the mountain, just painted the cement was dry mountain road will be blocked. We have abandoned the vehicle and on foot to Tibetan villages. Asked Osama bin Laden, saying that people only 800 meters away from the mountains of the journey (after the "800 meters" has become a synonym for distance estimates are not allowed in), so it was hopeful the back of equipment, and walk up the hill.
Walked, walked, and then walk 800 meters I do not know how many, and finally see the white clouds the depths of people: the white wall, black top, white top with four sharp corners of the pattern consistent with Kurai scattered in the Castle Peak, the look So clean, lovely, but still out of reach. At this point I can only pant's sake, and carrying a heavy bag Zhigu immersed forward, looking forward to this "800 meters" morning till the end of glad I have the back side of 45-liter bag, not like the others, as is 65 liters The.
Finally to the village, to pick our village again covered with cow dung at the winding corn Tanabe's half-hour trail that wound around, and finally went to a family the door, the sky is already dark down. The door, unload luggage, panting.
Then, before the rise of looked at Kurai: Our stay was very spacious rooms rooms, white walls, mud, the sides decorated with four spacious couch, put together the middle of the long table, filled with newly picked fresh apples, corn, as well as walnuts, highland barley wine. Hospitable host to our bouquets of hada, but also filled each of the highland barley wine, Jie Feng welcome home for us.
Drunk, waiting for dinner moment, we are shuttled up and down three of the Tibetan households in this small building. The layout of each room we have just stayed with that particular about, up and down the stairs by a carved wood and the whole root is very narrow, we should be very careful from top to bottom. On the first floor platform of the Road dug deep trenches, where pig feed. Deep groove edge of a fan a small door, I take it for granted that: there must be pigpen side in the evening will be driven into the pigs to sleep. Results mistake: When I began looking for the toilet (which we call "Cabaret"), the owner pointed to the little door --- door that really surprised me. Left with no alternative but to put on headlights, got into the Heidengxiahuo the "pen": a deep trench dug a hole on the Dianzhao a wooden (later I learned that this "pen" is not the worst conditions of "Cabaret "), the opposite wall there is a big hole in headlights according to the past, saw a pair of bovine eyes: I see the opposite is a rodeo. Later we joked that this cow really treat, ah, can enjoy the convenience of so many people.
After dinner (which is 20 yuan / person in possession of meal is hard not flattered by the side, I swear and then do not eat meals in Tibet), village head brings us to the village primary school playground soil, the villagers of the village we had a bonfire party . Bonfire party in the film though not as I see it busy (the village is estimated that a total of families to a hundred people, but also bar), but the Tibetans did everyone sing and dance, a number of age has been no small Daisow, aunt light noise son, Tibetan folk songs to sing loud mellow flavor; village families to form a circle danced the "Guozhuang Dance", like the lively tour of their friends had joined the ranks, or clumsy, or ethereal singing and dancing along to. Party in a "Tashi Chandler," the sound of a successful conclusion, can be considered to experience an authentic style of the Tibetan villages.
4, rivers and mountains of love
9 / 24 tower --- Public --- xinduqiao Danba
Morning to leave the Jiarong Tibetan villages, this backpack down and going more mischievously, but also in the mood to enjoy the surrounding mountains in the dawn. I walk in the bluff side of River road is not repaired, Toyama heavily upon layer, a small tributary of the Dadu River JINCHUAN RIVER Yamashita like a jade belt, winding the mountains, so little gold in the magnificent scenery of the valley in a little more on Reiki. Time to time I turned around again Kanji Yan was scattered Tibetan lovely mountain home, to stay one night I bid farewell to a small village.
On the bus move ahead, and saw a seat along the way is really connected to Castle Peak. Crossed the Yarra Kamiyama, the towering cliff gradually gentle curve up into a rolling mound ---- We have come to the tower of public grassland.
Cattle and sheep scattered everywhere on the green, the clouds casts a big shadow projection in the highland pastures, blue days, such as washing, faintly see the double eagle soaring in the distant snow-capped mountains of Britain, so that my heart would also like to fly in the blue sky. "The green and wild and fog, wind-swept pastures see the cattle and sheep." Clearly in front of me is the mood of this poem ah! I gasp in admiration at the great rivers and mountains, and finally to understand why the previous years will be growing and becoming more constant frontier fortress: the land so arrogant, made countless heroes bow down to do! Rivers and mountains is so bloody battlefield, but also died a worthy death ah!
Thought here, I feel that the body seems to be blood boil, ignore the numerous sentiments rising just want to pull a thousand miles Stallion horse, to gallop on the vast grassland, singing a "vast expanse of grassland riding fast horses Jiabian any Mercedes-Benz ~ ~ ~ "Unfortunately, --- a cavity full of pride and a flash will be turned into the embarrassment of a rub dung: I am seeking only to Shangcuanxiatiao framing camera, accidentally stepped on a pile of cow dung on the straight and sat up: clothes, pants are good-looking myself!
Always thought that doing is not good mountain water, but now know before I do not see the real mountains ah! People often say, "benevolent love mountains," Qiu He, if there is such a chest, a broad mind does not want to be difficult, right?
5, VI reincarnation
I reluctantly left the tower of the public grasslands, to lhakang pilgrimage. Lhakang full name of the "one, see Ruyi relief Temple", known as the Kang district, "the Jokhang Temple." Tibetan "Tower of public" means "Buddha favorite place," Princess Wen Cheng is said year to Tibet, the release Jia Moni carrying statues of Buddha. OK to here, the night the Buddha Tuomeng to the Princess, saying that like here, so the Princess will be to construct a temple statues here, where there was known as the "Tower of public grassland." Temple is a large scale expansion by colorful murals were hand painted by the lamas of the monastery. Although I am not religious, but the front of this gorgeous hand-painted murals also feel respect, with the approval of the consent, I gave a painting of the monks was a photo shoot.
Tomorrow 6:00 left, line nearly a thousand years rushed to Inagi, so we pack up early to rest. Until 9:00 p.m. and more friends in the same room of the three brigades have go into a sleeping bag. And I could not sleep a long time, it points the headlights in a notebook to remember some things off to prepare for the future travels to write purposes. Tiredness finally hit, I gradually indented sleeping bags to sleep ... ...
... ... I looked at him quietly away, but in their hearts cry: "No, not to take it! It left behind the memory of these past bar!" Silent tears pouring my eyes, I suddenly wake up a. A quiet room, Vivian issued a "Lozhikazhi" in a slight molar sound, think it is asleep. The other two were little noiselessly, I wonder if asleep or awake, I wonder if I have just heard weeping dreams. I think so many days have passed, my emotional world has long been a "nor rain nor clear" in an air-ming, he did not expect Late at night I will still burst into tears.
I do not know what day that touched the depths of my heart, so I do this kind of dream. I am reminded of those gorgeous murals, remembered the photograph of "VI reincarnation" Figure. Tibetan Buddhism goes, people are in the VI in reincarnation: the beasts, Shura Road, heaven, earth, the devil Road and hell. Even in heaven, nor is it without pain: the Paradise to keep with the Shura Road expedition. Tibetan Buddhism practice Buddhism, the original is not the end to heaven, but to get rid of the VI cycle of dignitaries entered the no fury and no joy paradise.
But I know this life, I have a sickness and death impossible to escape the human Road, can not escape life's joys and sufferings, can not escape their fate.
6, Japan Bank Trinidad
9 / 25 xinduqiao Yajiang --- --- --- Inagi Litang
6:00 left on time, space is also the dark one. Today, we have to climb four mountains over 4000 meters above sea level, line more than 460 km, from the xinduqiao rushed Inagi.
Wales, the first snow-capped mountains is a high mountain.
Dealers in the mountains, daylight is still unknown, the Peak snow, only to see the side hill shadow, overcast one between heaven and earth, snow, just like driving on the open sea in the island.
The sky slowly, surrounded by mountains appear, Baiyun wind around and are also deemed to Penglai Fairy Mountains.
So far, I still no altitude sickness, cold is almost OK, I finally completely eliminates the need for the fear of altitude sickness, but also proud to send text messages to friends in Shanghai: "here, cool air to heart and lung benefits, such as a cold the original infirmary on to high bar!:) "
Line to the second elevation of 4965m snow-capped mountains of scissors --- Bay Hill, the days have been great light, and gloomy skies began to clear up. Tadami endlessly rising peaks, Castle Peak stretching. Distant clouds transpiration, near SHAN Lan fleeting.
My obsession with the magnificent mountains and rivers, I really want on the mountains of Britain, lone, to experience the mood of small hills glance; and Yu Wang Baiyun deep Ta Ge away to be stationed here.
And then the clamp, sa, and finally arrived in Litang time is 16:00 midnight, we finally eat a delicious lunch --- incomparable leek dumplings!
Then move on to cross the glacier on the Tibetan Plateau the largest ancient ruins --- Haizi Shan, I have been extremely tired and could not in the mood to enjoy the scenery, the sky began to dark down. Haizi Shan road is very bumpy, car less than 20 kilometers per hour in order to move forward on the road seems never-ending. I am really worried that one night spent in the car we have to constantly turn off, see whether there is no mobile phone signal (if there is signal, the close proximity of Daocheng).
Finally, 21 o'clock midnight, LiaoLei cheering: "There is the signal啦, there is the signal啦!" Commercial heap up, I gave a friend made such a text message: "It has finally come to commercial reactor, from the Inagi there 28KM, apart from early lunch pause, car has been in for 14 hours, more than 400 kilometers. "has opened about half an hour, bin Laden has finally said:" The front of places where lighting is Inagi of! "All cars of people cheered and clapped to celebrate today we the end of the trip.
Entering the hotel Daocheng county home, we clean sweep of the speed run out of dinner. From 23 to live in Danba Kurai to the present, we have three days without a good wash, and when heard of hot springs, everyone can not wait to go to bubble.
That is 16 individuals, can be assigned to four bathrooms, two each for men and women. To look at the local one, with GuoZhan later saying: "It's almost like a bubble of hot springs pool a big pit!" Luxury of a bath of dreams shattered, we had to and then hot water to flow down the hot spring water, random rubbed.
Back to the hotel, packed properly, before going to sleep is about the 1 o'clock midnight. Aden into the last one issued before the message is "Tomorrow into Aden, the most arduous journey to begin, and which is not open to traffic, to carrying equipment, horse riding and walking on the inside 3 days. I wonder if there is no mobile phone signal inside, can only come out if there is no ties, and good night! "
Unexpectedly, cell phone signal again, there is already four days later things.
7, trapped Cass village
9 / 26 Inagi the Geneva --- --- --- Russia Hatsuyama Cass Village
Starting from Inagi, we have to go to the most prestigious Inagi - Aden scenic area of the. Arrived in the village of Cass access must pass through --- Jiva. Tile a small restaurant in Japan, I have seen on the walls are covered from the Aden Brigade out of the faithful left scenic love-hate reviews of Aden, claiming the place as beautiful as heaven, hell, if bitter. Bin Laden said he remembered most worried about is tomorrow riding trip through the valley of hell, I am really a bit uneasy, not knowing whether they can successfully turn the Cass ditch (Hell Valley) arrived in washed Valley Temple.
After lunch, we must first turn the beginning of the Russian village of Cass Hill to stay. We were told that very poor and dangerous mountain, and our wagon is not the last turn, the driver will be another one along the road to Aden, three days later, the village waiting for us in Aden. This means that from now on, we are equipped to fend for themselves their backs. So I re-packaged, the estimated 3 days do not need the whole thing into a large garbage bag (fieldmice allow me to buy garbage bags finally came in handy, 9 girls, I made two each) lost in the car. This is said to go in three days, which no decent restaurants, the organizers began distributing SuSY and LiaoLei pre-prepared dry food: instant noodles, ham, luncheon meat, hard tack, one prepared to suffer the rack.
Sure enough, this line of hard beyond my imagination.
Our party of 16 people, bin Laden said that now is the line we follow the team has never been traversed by the past, only a few self-flagellation of the backpackers who come, we are fortunate to have become the first team into the scenic area of Aden, but also his first tour take this line.
The beginning we want to change a jeep into the mountains, but only found two, but we need at least four. As a result, hired the two tractors, a car intended to pull us into the eight people. However, the personal equipment a 8 up, tractors have been overwhelmed, people can only sit on either side of the car along. This mountain of a jolt, people fall down car is a trivial matter, and fell in deep valleys may be reversible. Finally, bin Laden sought out a farm truck is estimated to be locals pull yaks, right? You said with a smile, this car is not like Shanghai food basket project car then, let's even the dishes are.
In any case, any rate a car. Should first bag throw up, we are casually wagon boxes and other items of point cushion, sit inside of. It was also careful to avoid starting pressure in the package, the fear of crushing a bag of instant noodles and other items, but 16 people were in the car box is really too crowded, and for a while, not only the whole body has been almost completely jolt bones scattered planes, not open my hands The legs and feet are also in terrible pain. As a result, we constantly adjust posture in vain to sit comfortably point, where the re-regulate the life and death on the luggage?
Time went by in the past, people have very difficult subject, and gloomy days also it began to rain, a double whammy. Get off the train pull up the hood, ha ha, it closed under the box car filled with exhaust, in the innermost few people complained again and again, even sitting in it outside and I could not stand. But better than a cold we all get wet, so I just continued to Renxia Qu. The gap looked out from the hood, still picturesque scenery of the mountains, but we have no mind to appreciate, from time to time inserted in order to pass the intolerable muddy section playing time, only hope hurry wait until the destination. Encountered extremely dangerous Department, the tour guide told us all to alight, so that car first, by a man re-up to avoid an accident, completely annihilated.
In some cases, see the rut printed on the edge of the cliff can not help but chilling. There is one place, outside of the rear wheel almost went down the hill, is everyone together in the car under the car to push past. Originally sat in the cab of the XuanXuan and Vivian a little high for and against the change of position, XuanXuan said, we sat in the back can not see the road ahead is how happy a thing ah, she saw the cab narrow muddy edge of the cliff mountain, while the driver with every passing turn, would send a heavy breathing sound. She also learned that the driver is only two and a half months learning the car, this was his first to take this mountain. Finally, in all of the risk of communications is completed, XuanXuan the conclusion that really surprises people: "Go home, to marry and have children quickly ah!" Drew laughter full of cars. In addition to such Kuzhongzuole do not look do not think that's a dangerous mountain road, we can only all the fate of the.
Finally, from 1 o'clock start, wait until 6,7 o'clock in the car was finally stopped at the Road side of a muddy path continues, leading to a small village --- this is the Cass village. We hail the "last alive to!"
Equipment back, this time Daoshi did not take that the "800 meters", and soon reached the village on the innermost village home, and we will be here to stay night, tomorrow morning horseback crossing the Hell Valley.
Get in the door, a dark ground a muddy, filled with the smell of animal dung. To be adapted to the dark eyes, they find the entire floor (be faithful tour dubbed "lobby") is a huge pen, a narrow wooden staircase leading into the 2nd floor. Later, bin Laden told us: Here is a typical and original Tibetan home, on the first floor is raised cattle, and go up 2nd floor is the place where people live. Risk along the rickety ladder up, I constantly remind myself to be careful: this fall to go, that is, pig dung and mud heap ah!
2nd floor there is a whole a very large room, is the middle of a fireplace, wood accompanied by smoke, burned split pit creaked. In the roof being a local fireplace opened a skylight to allow smoke from Guggenheim Museum in Bilbao, but without any exhaust device, the entire room is still smoky. We'll play all the ground floor in this room, ha ha, this night woke up, it is estimated the whole into a smoked meat!
Settle down, we only care about tomorrow, mind riding things. Cass few visitors arrived in the village, let alone such a large number of tourists as we had. The village there is no phone, no cell phone signal, internal and external communications were completely disrupted and only the most primitive method of satisfactory foot messenger to convey internal and external messages. Unfortunately, the village livestock such as all of the mule and horse groom are concentrated in the red valley temple (where visitors are more convenient Mohr-McClune), travel agents, the messenger sent to inform the preparation of horses who arrived here this afternoon, while the groom is not dare say that we have so many visitors over, unwilling to turn the hell Chong Gu Temple, Valley Village, waiting for us to Cass --- if we do not come, they do not want to go one day a dangerous mountain white do?
Suddenly, everyone dumbfounded: no horse, how starting early tomorrow morning? We will never be turned on foot valley, but hell, not to mention there is so much equipment. No phone, no notice in the red valley Temple groom we have arrived, ask them to rush over. Then we have been here at least a day more than the storm, our trip will be delayed one day.
We send representatives to negotiate with Osama bin Laden, bin Laden began to put forward proposals, which he crosses the night, into the thick of Valley Temple, to bring down the horses, it is estimated a little faster can come back early tomorrow morning. But the villagers and we were unanimous opposition: the night time for Mountain roads are dangerous not say it came time for the night without a break of cattle and horses were conscripted into the next day, again, and crosses can guarantee the safe? The end, we have accepted this fact: We have many difficulties in the Cass village one day, tomorrow morning the villagers to attack the Valley Temple, the Sagittarius belt down, rest a night, the day after tomorrow and then leave Sheung.
Night free, then the next day, we can only in the original villages of Kuzhongzuoyue. Morning in a nearby mountain cruise to see the mountains small waterfalls, bogs and the surrounding scenery. Cass out of the village, in the distant mountain look back, bathed in Chaoyang village of ten families in Cass, brown patchwork of small building, Yishanbangshui inverted image a paradise in general. Who would have thought that the living conditions of Arcadia Lane was so primitive and simple --- the village does not have a toilet! Need to "sing" when everyone demonstrate their individual: the corn fields and some drilling, some out of the village up the hill. While in the day, and I ZhangWei come all the way out of the village, along the slope down and hid in the jungle waterside, curtain days Wai tree to solve the problem, but also felt extremely happy: In the nature of "singing" than in squalid conditions much more comfortable inside a small pit!
Dinner that day also be called the trip a must: In order to compensate for the delay unpleasant trip, Osama bin Laden bought two chickens, after untold hardships, in the CaiXR's help, finally clean up, and cooked a big pot of chicken soup. (It seems Osama bin Laden never Shaguo chicken, the details of his murder on the two chickens can not bear to describe, or too inhumane it.)
CaiXR out "good chicken soup," like everyone immediately Ehupushi gather, the blink of an eye, it only Banguo soup, and then later, soup Hegan, and Manglebantian's CaiXR of Osama bin Laden may not have assigned a two bones. We joked: villagers to see our formation, early tomorrow morning in any case will be sent our Sheung, otherwise then he will stay, do not eat chicken in the village, ah, Zhu A, Niu A, the whole a "Sanko" ah!
8, mule ringtone sound Shudao
9 / 28 Cass Village --- Cass ditch (Hell Valley) --- Chong Gu Temple
Underground with intermittent light rain early morning, I want to definitely be more dangerous of the mountain. Helplessness, has been delayed a day, and today I have to leaving the country again under the knife!
Draw lots to allocate horses, I have assigned to a 7-year-old just called "Bridal Sedan Chair" small mules (did not expect that life for the first time by decorated sedan chair, by the so a "horse"), while the mule pull the groom is a 15-year-old half - older children. Prior to departure, his mother expatiated some land and I said, if not understand, it seems that repeatedly says: "I'm on this one baby, you have to carry on Oh!" More emphasis on the psychological burden of my . It Qian Ma's hand, With his little brothers do not care, shouted, "take another!" Will follow his uncles who hit the road.
Each of us a horse or mule, pack luggage with four or five horses, and his party more than 20 troops, stretching Bai Yumi, mighty way out of the village into the mountains. Whether horses or mules, are hung with bells, jingling all the way the echoed Shashi nicely. Today we will be more than 4700 meters above sea level through the valley of hell.
Shortly after the mountain, road gradually steep, we groom animals on the help. I readjust the posture, the body with the mule's pace rhythmically ups and downs, hand firmly grasp the reins and saddle, riding in the end is practiced, although the mountain dangerous, but do not own labors to climb mountains, and I now have a very cozy feel, I began to looking around to appreciate the landscape from forests to.
Rugged mountains, rocks, towering old trees, streams flow at great speed, and accompanied by Cecil rain and fog, the air fresh and sweet. Is mountain, in fact, this little decent mountain road. Our cavalry, or walk through the cracks in the rocks heap, or the edge of the trail upstream along the cliffs, or across the mountain stream, on the horizontal Mu Banqiao, or walking in the weeds of the narrow winding path ... ... occasionally very narrow road extremely dangerous, or a tree lying Road Central, blocking this avenue, we will dismount and walk in leading the way in the past.
The beginning of my little sure-footed mule, but becoming gradually climbing higher, I feel that crotch to Pingping Pingping mule strong heartbeat. Half-way rest, I found that each of the first animal's body all at risk of white gas, and think this is a difficult mountain road, let them sweat, but also by their body temperatures evaporate into water vapor, so that reminds me of the martial arts are practiced in the description of the internal strength to the critical moment, his head cropped up steam steamed steaming white look. I am worried that my little tired mule, and along the way constantly stroking its mane, to show that it is good, and try to adjust the body, sitting in the saddle my pony groom Central ---- that such mule pack up effort. The pony started riding mountain Rulvpingdi groom is also tired.
Jagged mountain, a pedestrian stop-go, constantly launched, dismount, I did not just go into the mountains easy, and hands one after the wearer to grasp the saddle, so as not to fall off from above. Greed still enjoy the surrounding scenery. Really beautiful scenery can be seen only in extreme danger to office, and now we come to steep in the hillside, towering trees have gradually become a non-high pines, while the garden trees of Usnic, trees hanging, wanders the dark and rain and fog, hill and dale are always a heady Rourou green, displayed in front of feels like a green dream. Occasionally there are 12 bright red, and yellow were splendid unknown plants, a pair of green in the 10000 constitutes unspeakable spectacle. Later, I found that I risk spreading reins, shoot photos, as the one I saw of the event. It seems that the mountain is also the creator of the Seven Wonders of wonders, it can hardly be described can only be witnessed only in the memory to not be recorded on film.
As the plants from high to low, from green to brown, woody trees are gradually replaced by low shrubs, we know that close to 4,700 meters Yakou. Friends of one or two brigades began to altitude sickness, and I, and only pneumatic tightly grabbed the reins, he served as a mule to the difficult step in a surge up, watching the distant hills a little bit, a little bit of approaching ... ... finally reached the peak of the !
Mule hoof feet non-stop, all the way down red. I focus forward down, hurried grasp the back of the saddle. Looked up hope, the beautiful snow-capped mountains close at hand, and asked mule pull little brother, what is in front of mountain, he said, "Goddess of Mercy Goddess snow-capped mountains." I thought he was casually fool me, and asked bin Laden know that we are walking in Xian Nairi pilgrims on the road, opposite the Xiannai Ri is the sacred mountain, and "Xian Nairi" in Tibetan language, the meaning is the Goddess of Mercy .
OK to rest halfway up the mountain when the groom are facing the sacred mountains, rows of kowtowing gift, this trip, the only woman groom lying on the ground for a long time for a long time did not get up. Whether she was grateful for Buddha's blessing, it allows us to this trip bon voyage?
Chong Gu Temple entering the camp, we round the mountain seen in pearl sea, snow-capped mountains, trees reflection in the green water in the Wang, water swaying Health posture. Bin Laden said Unfortunately, cloudy day today, if in fair weather, clear skies, snow-capped mountains, forests have reflection in the Hong clear water, the is to make the photographer obsessed scenery.
Chong Gu Temple, the conditions of the camps is better than we imagined, not only have neat wooden beds, but the door actually burned in a vat of hot water, it also provides basin, tub. We are comfortably Xile Lian, bubble of the feet, I Kass village than simply to heaven. This day is really dangerous trek the value of ah!
9, colored sea adventure
9 / 29 Chong Gu Temple Luorongniuchang --- --- --- colored sea the sea of milk --- Aden --- Inagi
For bin Laden, yesterday's trip is his most worried about, because we do not retreat, no matter what physical condition, all must be turned over with everyone moving forward. When Yakou climbed over the summit, he hung a few days of mind has finally landed a big rock. As for me, I am worried about is that today's snow-capped mountains on foot to climb 5300m above sea level to enjoy the sea of milk, five-colored sea. We are so hard into the Gulf of Aden, is to see the two mountains Haizi, so I determined to climb the peak anyway.
Early that morning, Chong Gu Temple, continue riding to the Luorongniuchang. Walking in the already begun to take shape of the cement, sand cultivated itself into a mountain path, compared with yesterday really poles apart.现在我觉得自己真正象个惬意的游人了，端坐在我的“花轿”上，东张西望，不时拍一、两张照片。此行一路与神山相伴：北峰仙乃日神山（意为观世音菩萨，6023m），东峰夏诺多吉神山（意为金刚手菩萨，5958m），南峰央迈勇神山（意为文殊菩萨，5958m）。迎着清晨的朝阳，看着蓝天中千变万化的白云，伴着雪山、森林、冰川、河流… …一路神山圣水让我身心俱醉，一路的艰辛也成为此行的乐趣。
上午十点多我们抵达洛绒牛场，这里海拔4000m左右。下马稍事休整，我们要徒步登至4900m处看牛奶海，再上5300m的雪峰欣赏五色海。
此行我有两大失误，一是买了那件既不防雨又不透气的“风雨衣”（因为这件衣服，一路上我都很虔诚地祈祷不要下雨），二是仅穿了一双普通的旧旅游鞋。到目前为止他们笨重的登山鞋都没有用武之地，我很开心自己穿了双又轻便又美观的旅游鞋，但今天，雪山终于给我以颜色，让我意识到一双合适的登山鞋是必备之物。
这一路真是爬雪山、过草地啊。穿越了一大片湿草地，我们抵达山脚下。拉登帮我们砍了粗树枝，人手一根作为登山杖用，一路上这根粗枝对我帮助不小。我很清楚自己的体力，我不可以走得太快，但我能坚持不紧不慢不停地走下去。所以，别人休息的时候我不敢停留，而一直不停地走，走，走。因为如果让我跟在后面追赶大家，我会觉得相当辛苦，但我自己不停地走，走在比较前面，我可以自己把握快慢节奏，在路陡时就走慢点，多喘两口气；路缓时就走快点，多赶点路。
山中秋色已浓，景色比地狱谷稍逊，但移步换景，也是美不胜收了。就这样，我一步一步地丈量着脚下的小道，一边欣赏周围的风景，偶而停下来拍一、两张照片。好在山并不是太陡，我得以保持基本走在第一批四、五个人中，自己控制着行走的快慢。早晨的太阳已躲进浓云的阴影，天阴沉沉的，渐渐下起雨来。我已走得满身大汗，索性把那件倒霉的“风雨衣”脱了，任雨丝打在自己身上、发际。我现在所能关心的，只是一步一步迈踏实，一点一点地向上、向上… …偶而碰到一两个出发得早，已下山来的游人，急忙问：还有多少路？ “2/3”、“1/2”、“没多少了”… …路程在一点点缩短，给我增添了走到底的信心。
雨越下越大，在接近牛奶海的地方，有块伸出的巨大岩石形成了一个天然的躲避风雨之所。 ZhuYan等人要停下来休息、吃完午餐再走，而ZhangWei决定，看到牛奶海再用午餐。我看着她向前走去，稍微休息了一下，把气喘匀了，也决定先登山，再吃饭。原先我一直是与ZhangWei结伴同行的，可是就这么一耽搁，我就再也追不上她了。看着她在我前方几百米的地方不紧不慢地向前，任我怎么加快脚步，她的身影依旧在不远处晃动，可望而不可及。然后，吃完饭的ShiGH、拉登也从我身边走到前面去了。我告诉自己，坚持就是胜利，数着步子慢慢捱上去。
又翻过了一个小坡，前方一大片草地出现在眼前，再往前看：是一汪碧水，远远的，ZhangWei、ShiGH他们在水边拍照。啊，牛奶海到了！和我同到的ZhuYan说，要是晴天，这远处的雪峰倒映在水中，水一定是牛奶般的乳白色，衬着晴空，一定美极了。但眼前这种冷色调的图卷也是我所钟爱的：草地是黄褐色的，湖水是碧绿碧绿的宛若一汪无瑕的翡翠，雪山陡立，在阴沉沉的天空映衬下发着冷冷的灰白色的光。我冒着大雨在湖边的草地上狂奔，拍了不少牛奶海在风雨中的倩影。
后面的朋友陆陆续续上来了，一个个拄着树枝停下来大口的喘气。看来在这群人中我的体力还算好的。拉登看人已齐了，就召集大家，能上的继续向五色海进发，不能上的由另一位当地导游带着原路返回。最后，加上我共七位朋友决定登顶。最让我佩服的是Vivian，她前一天拉肚子，体力明显不佳，但她也坚持着上来了，而且决定一定要爬到五色海。她说在山下，别人告诉她，走到此处，不见五色海会终身后悔的。于是，拉登拉着Vivian的木杖，其他人相互提携着向山上爬去。前面的坡山连前人踩出的山路也没有了，我们只能沿着碎石子的陡坡“之”字形前进。这时我的鞋子开始打滑。刚走几步，我们就发现大滴的雨滴凝结成了冰粒，打在我们脸上，很快，冰粒又变成了一片片鹅毛大雪，飘飘洒洒、漫山遍野地下起来。天地间顿时一片苍茫，很快山坡上就积了厚厚一层雪。
我拄着树枝，一步三滑地走上去，十五分钟后，登至坡顶，眼前豁然开朗：苍茫中忽然出现一面湖水！我们欢呼着冲到湖边，Vivian早已流下了兴奋的泪水。
如果是晴天，湖水应该是倒映着雪山、蓝天，反射着五彩的阳光，成为如梦如幻的五色海；而现在，而现在，大朵大朵的雪花铺天盖地，湖水、雪山、天空苍茫一片，经过将近三个小时的行程，我看到了这白皑皑的世界，我忍不住大叫：“我已经十年没有见到这么大的雪了！！！”离开家乡十一年，只有91年在上海看到了一场空前绝后的大雪，从此我就再也没见过下这么大的雪，再也没有看过这样苍茫、洁白、壮观的世界了！赢得以前做过一个心理测试题，要求写下一个自己最喜欢的日子，再许一个愿，这样，你的愿望就能在那个你最喜欢的日子中实现。当时我写的是“飘雪的日子”。如今，在这高山之颠，在这清澈的湖水之畔，身边大雪纷飞，而我，却早已遗失了当初的心愿了。
耳畔，似有齐秦那苍凉的歌声响起：“有人说，高山上的湖水，是躺在地球表面上的一颗眼泪；那么说，我枕畔的眼泪，就是挂在你心间的一面湖水，一面湖水… …”
远处传来轰鸣声，拉登说，是远处的雪山发生雪崩的声音。我们七个人兴奋的大叫：“太美了！”拉登让我们一字排开，双手合十，盘腿坐在湖边，给我们留下了一张终身难忘的合影。
下山的时候，我走了三步，摔了三跤，幸好我控制好重心，是向山坡上跌，而不是滚向山下。这把身后的GuoZhan吓坏了，他大叫：“前面的人走慢点！后面的人跟不上会很危险的！拉登，你要拉住XuMei，她鞋子不行！”开始我还不想让拉登帮忙，但多亏了GuoZhan的大叫，我终于意识到危险了。碎沙石的山坡上积了厚厚的雪，完全没有着力的所在，我的鞋子不管踩到哪，都是一路滑下去的，根本没有落脚的地方。开始拉登拖住我的手，他走一步，踩牢，然后让我的脚抵住他的脚踩下去，以稳住步子。但是不行，我还是继续滑，继续摔，这样下去会带着拉登一起滚下山去的。眼见根本没法下去，拉登说：“如果不嫌我脏，我把鞋子换给你！”但他只是一双解放鞋啊！我答：“我不是嫌你脏，但一我不能让你光着脚在雪地上走，二这双鞋在你脚下踏雪山如履平地，但到了我脚下，一定一样滑！”最后，我发现厚厚的积雪光滑柔软，索性坐下来，看准几米远处的灌木丛，象坐滑梯一样的滑下去。但是在这种陡坡上，向下的加速度非常之大，拉登还得在后面拖着我，我才得以借着他的力量和灌木的阻力停下来。然后我调整方向，又向下一处灌木丛滑去… …
就这样，我从5300m的地方，一直滑到4900m有路的地方，终于能站直身体，自己慢慢走下去了。拉登丢开我，又返回山上把Vivian背了下来。从上午到现在，已经四个多小时了，下了一天雨的山路泥泞不堪，比上山的时候滑多了。这一路下山，我就是在泥水里手足并用滚下山的，GuoZhan就跟在我后面看紧我，以免发生什么意外。
从五色海下来，浑身上下都湿透了，我向没有登顶的朋友兴奋道：“从来没有坐过这么长的滑梯！”惹得GuoZhan嘲笑：“你怎么不知道害怕啊？”
这一天的登山，这一天所见的雪山、湖泊，是我此行最难忘的经历。
从五色海下来，我们骑马加步行，于五、六点时分赶到亚丁村。在亚丁村口，看到等待我们的那辆熟悉的绿色旅行车，我有种恍如隔世之感。伙伴们都大呼“哦！重返人间喽！”坐进旅行车，我觉得车内是如此的整洁舒适。一连四天的种种辛苦一起涌上尽头。
后记----圈
这四天也仿佛耗尽了我所有的精力。我觉得到达亚丁，此行就已结束了。后来的两天又去了野人海、海螺沟，但人工痕迹太多的开发过的景点已无法提起我的兴趣了，我已归心似箭。
10/2，我们游完海螺沟冰川，开了一整天的车赶回成都。暮色四盍，坐在车上望着从身边掠过的群山，我知道我很快要和它们“再见”了，不禁思绪万千。即将回到现实社会，过去十几天、过去的近三十年，曾经的往事一幕幕在脑海中闪现… …
住昔重重，零落成沉碾作尘，唯有梦依旧。十几天的出游即将结束，我将回到正常的生活轨道，去面对现实的问题，去实现我所梦想的目标。在本文的开头，我曾经说过，总觉得在都市中的忙忙碌碌，为的就是这一次次的离去、远行，但此刻，我又觉得，这一次次的离去、远行，为的却是更好的回归。每次出游归来，仿佛都是一个阶段的终结，又是一个新的起点，新的开始，让我得以休整，丢弃过去生活的重负，重新上路，也等待下一次的远游。
这离去---回归---离去，就构成了人生中的一个圈。人生就是在这样一个个的圈中辗转、循环往复，继而前行… …
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谨以此文献给我的导游：东马.阿扎.变巴.登真，让我衷心地说一声“开著”（藏语音，“谢谢你”之意），感谢他一路的辛劳和对我们的照顾。
并感谢老羊在我出游期间，及时报导我的行踪与各位网友分享。
Author: XuMei
