In Kawakita
Domino kindly help me bought Shanghai - Chengdu, tickets, said one simple sentence something happens do not, and leave me at the station. 40 hours, I am a human being. Elf send text messages to remind me of the look of the Yangtze River Bridge. Of the ancient city wall of Xi'an to see. The look of the Qinling Mountains. And then you see his station in Chengdu, I received my bag.
I want to go to a pure bright and clean place to look at the brain. Siguniangshan. Inagi. Plateau. Sichuan is so good a place where there are so many Xanadu. The next morning in Chengdu, West Station, I am still hesitant, until E said, let's go go, we see the prairie.
[The way to the red of the original]
Time of departure from the West Railway Station, Chengdu weather still is not as hearty as usual, clouds stacked in the air, not travel pleasant weather. But because the long-term aspirations of grassland and the fact that I am going to go there, I am still a bit over-excited. For the scenery along the way, I am in no way prepared for it. I only know that our destination was the prairie, and our car to go a day in order to get there.
Tibetans are also on board the tourists like us. Tourists are easy to identify because they have a curious and timid eyes. There is a boy with his girl, carrying 80 liters of mountaineering pack. There is also a foreign woman, seems to be a people to travel, speaks good English. Her Hidaka package has been frayed, and seem've been many places of travel. I am very fond of her. Healthy, energetic, full of passion. Yes I like to be the kind of woman.
Driving through Dujiangyan, the way is a mountain. Left the city, the weather became clear up.
We are the river line, the road on both sides of the mountain barrier. In the south is not such a scene, the road has always been on both sides of the endless fields and villages, even though it was short, the mountains are also one or two hills, lazy lying plain. Here the mountains is a whole other look, beautiful and tall and straight, and not just one, but a pick one, rolling ups and downs; some of the cliff when the car through the mountains, close to the window Yang Toukan will feel those stones the verge of collapse seemed to drop it down. The way the scenery surrounding us. Car to the northwest line, the river is in the opposite direction torrent, when, when a narrow width, when with emergency relief; and sometimes both sides can see the orchards, vaguely recognizable is the apple tree, as well as pomegranate tree; seems to be the season of ripe fruit , green apples and pomegranate sparkling comedienne to grow on tree branches, enticing ah. Looking at these trees, I am full of joy. Economics has a term called the external economic effects, those growers should not know what they bring us is how the external economic effects ah. To thank the workforce.
Our car stayed in a Tibetan village, we stop for lunch. Finally be able to stop to take pictures, we decided to eat lunch, go to stroll inside the stockade. They live in a strange stone houses, large and small stones piled up; window is a wood, and brush with Cai Qi. Are the simplicity of the landscape. We are making these houses. Stockade where the workforce. Cloud shrouded mountain. Small streams. I like the overall landscape of hallucination, there are songs that always linger.
Resumed. In the higher elevation of the road gradually become rough, feeling the body's organs dangling, as if not his own like that. I have to hand tightly clutching his stomach if they are not played so loudly that uncomfortable. After a child, altitude sickness came, and a very slight chest tightness, take a sleeping bag. Wake up times are at an altitude of 3000 meters in height - bag of cookies because the air pressure changes as small as the balloons rose up, like a pinch holds all the swimming circle, there is a bag back to a burst. Car driving near the ridge where the distance, dark green and light green of the hills were pale sunlight, but near, those coniferous forest, alpine meadow was like a movie, like passing before my eyes, it is a long time, I do not believe I was in the real world. Southern pines there is always strange gestures, they are not high, protruding from the thick branches, Each species has a different personality Each species; and pine trees here are so high, then straight into the air in the cold the growth of the film into a film; is a soft green lawn, in the spread of the hills one after another, sometimes, to see above the clouds cast shadows. I really wanted to walk barefoot on the grass in that, touch that soft green, like a sheep munching the fresh and plump as the grass.
At this time close to three in the afternoon. Looked at this picture, I feel, if not to the red of the original no regrets.
[We are very close from the clouds, so close]
When the car broke down near the red of the original, and close the evening, the sun still high. This place away from the city I live more than 3000 kilometers west two time zones, dark late. Drivers are too leisurely repair, let us in the former Walled middle of nowhere waiting for a place. Two hours later another car was finally launched, the car TV again sounded. Tibetan folk songs.
The time to see prairie sky is already dark, and the sky has a special bright stars. Xiaguang not yet completely faded, but the huge dark blue sky was covered with dark slopes of the ups and downs and our way. Sometimes be able to see scattered tents and cattle. When you see the first group of yaks, when I called out. These beautiful animals. These beautiful animals. These beautiful animals.
Get off at the time and found that cold weather was appalling and in no way expected. Everyone here is wearing a robe or a skin to do down clothing, in addition to our. Short-sleeved shirt, pants and small thin single shoes. Who would have thought it so cold Moreover, in the summer. Elf bring with you let me wear a coat, I still frozen shiver. We find the hotel. Clean and comfortable standard rooms. Very cheap price. When we complete the procedure, the boss's eldest daughter with the beautiful bright black eyes quietly see us.
The next day we get up early to see a prairie, walking very far away from the city. Plateau is a vast sky, like a light blue of the glass sub. Cloud, it is stretch and freedom. There are eagles in the sky. Cattle and sheep grazing leisurely on the grass, their happiness. I think that the happy life is not exciting moments, but only warm to get along, just like these animals. In our life there are too many worry about the outcome, too much hysteria. That is why sometimes do not feel happy.
We went to the market. Walking on the road, something like wonder as viewed. Plateau people, they will not shy about staring at you on the way to go in the past. Sometimes I told them smile, especially for those children, they will follow you all the way to run, then stopped, looked at you in place well. They have dark eyes and happy expression.
To friends, pick some gifts, sheep bone pendant, turquoise chain, horn card, embedded a heavy colored glass beads earrings are my favorite things. These small things, even in a place so high above sea level is not cheap. But I still prefer, even if only for a brief of their own.
We ate at the roadside restaurant lamb dumplings and tea. Under the sun is not cold, I insisted on parasol while eating dumplings, feet stretched in the sun. Owner next to the sun, just like us chatting about days, saying that you really white skin, ah, like the sky to the bargain. Like the heaven of it - I have never heard it like a good compliment. I think there is a heaven of this bar. We are only incidental secular people. Here, the sun was so pure, ears were holy voice.
In the red of the original three days, I have a Room with a view from the window to see grassland, cattle and sheep, distant mountains, and a very low white clouds. In fact, the red of the original, each window has such a landscape.
[Malcolm. Return]
This going to look at the Yellow Tang Ke, but because it is crossing the road car, the two have been missed, and we have no time, they went directly to the third leg of Malcolm. Malcolm is the seat of Aba Autonomous Prefecture, in state. 马. Er. Kang. Where is the strong lights in Tibetan areas. In the grasslands, there is light there must be signs of human habitation on the trade, business, commerce and prosperity of the town of naturally formed.
To Malcolm's time, slightly disappointed, it's just the mountain and the river and built a narrow town, not I look forward to look in the state capital. But also because the road is always dusty. However, a small Guanzi Li in a bowl at once let my disappointment dissipated. That bowl of noodles with sweet-smelling meat and sesame seeds, I eat clean. So the road can actually bring something a little less pleasant feelings.
This is a mixed live in the Tibetan and Qiang Autonomous Prefecture. The Barkam Tibetan and Qiang on the streets is very easy to distinguish between the Tibetan sheep skin so many people wear black robes, the weight of a heavy silver belt, wearing an orange-red and sky blue Tibetan beads; Qiang is thin and bright . Along the street are the vegetable stalls and Shuiguo Tan, carrots, lettuce, celery, apples, there is a good pepper mill, crowded places are placed. A very lively markets. We bought a 8 pound blue Mao's apple, sweet and sour taste. Sky dimming, and finally did not go to an online recommendation Tibetan toast Guanzhai, in Malcolm Hotel, waiting for the next day to go home.
Home. Our Volvo six years starting from the darkness of night, from the top of the plateau reached the Chengdu Plain. Arrived in Chengdu when the station is actually sunny, a rare good weather. On the roads of cars and hurried pedestrians actually made me feel dizzy, I finally put on earth has.
Author: gingerxq