A person's Inagi
To Daocheng 2001 '11' In the meantime, be considered to be also a half a year ago. Way to remember a few things, took some pictures above are thought to be sufficient to commemorate the journey. But come back, life is still chaotic, goals are still at a loss, so I always hate from time to time with the person or annoying things drift along, when, in the soul slipped back into those days, rest a moment.
In the winter to spring in April, after the regain Luo, suddenly found that the first time in life after the earthquake the first long journey alone, gave me far more than just pretty scenery.
9 / 26 package tomorrow to leave. Work is still a mess, my colleagues are busy, no one knew that I should bugger in the afternoon. Feelings are disturbed, and I do not know if they would let me in this self-willed, as on previous occasions been drowned in their careers (career say too much, which is also laid-off Uta).
Shaanxi Road went from the office of 'hot air', bought a GORETEX's Jackets, more than 600 yuan; Compass + Thermometer + whistle, 45 yuan; thick socks, 50 million; sleeping bags, 250.
Huang Dao Seagull Hotel, in the riverside to eat something. The Bund is always so sexy, like those underwear ads, River is like that deep cleavage, extrusion of cross-strait high-rise, look increasingly profound. Tomorrow we should abandon the thought of this passionate bitch, we have finally reached the hearts of some pleasure.
Frankly, one day the mood is embarrassing that allows for the locusts. Suddenly there is what always want to keep me and prevent me from sliding towards Napian assumption is blue, and clear; sure it was lonely, unknown ground. The delay in buying tickets, has yet to pay off the application seems to be waiting for.
Nothing happened, even if the past few months I think it turned upside down. Shanghai usual into the night, the building immediately cast a light. In fact, why things difficult for themselves, tubes that feasting was really magic, thrown into play a Xuerouhengfei, out of changing a walking corpses is pretty simple.
Home, she was. Lived together for more than a year of space, a familiar object is more Chen Chu strange between us. And her many years of planning the trip left me all alone now. No words, no words; buried pack up my baggage, plus sleeping bag was found too small, barely outside the Department of the package, feeling like the asshole where caught in the hen egg ready to be off. Fast asleep, when received a phone call complaining about her boyfriend's ruthless, saying that a long time, blind sticks the recipe. Sleep Fees: 1000RMB
9 / 27 voiceless memory get up, brush your teeth, no words, no words. I have degrees in the room to get to, from time to time find it hard to bring the gadgets. Can feel her eyes behind the monitor, in the positive to avoid. She sat by the window to see the arm of the sofa, is then stubborn. I could not help but to cling to her big head, drew closer to smell her hair smells. When enlivened by a few quick tears, I know the go. On her own bag, said goodbye, closed the door. As we enter the elevator when the door suddenly felt that the guy has a pair of bladder was kept in a room, while the bladder has to go around carrying that strange kid roaming the land.
In retrospect, since the door that day and together, I really became another person. From a long-winded boy into a Shaoyanguayu old man. Is accompanied by fewer and fewer friends, and on weekends the phone several times a rare ring.
A taxi to the ticket buy air tickets, when the door bright and sunny, out suddenly it began to rain. Dial-a-friend, the strange thing is that she was actually hardly ever a drop of rain.
At noon arrived at Chengdu, air bus ride to the city. Just get on the train, the boss on the phone over, missed meal lecture, I heard that I had to Chengdu proceed on leave, but also upgraded to curse roundly. When is time, Chengdu is also with the weather, murky and down.
Get off at the local and the last to go to Chengdu, Jiuzhaigou, when the feeling is entirely different. Chengdu looked very fresh after the rain, but last summer in Chengdu, then no lovable. Inquire about a moment, the south gate near the station, decided to go directly to the past. Basically, walk along the Funan River, it was tea or playing cards, the water is not clean nor dirty, and the trees are not dense nor sparse, just fine. The station every half an hour there car to Mount Emei. Non-stop, 15 minutes later, had been sitting on the passenger car to the Mount Emei (Shunpian Mai had acquired tickets to the Inagi, 7:30 am). There are few people seem to all locals. Good road, full-speed, two hours after the baoguosi off. Than two years ago, a small bakery in dusty four hours on a bumpy dirt road, change is really amazing. The past two years to pay their taxes is also substantial balance of a lot.
Emeishan City, is still very clean, people loved too much stronger than in the city of Huangshan. Than the time of the last to moderate rain, light rain early stop Emei also appears more friendly. Are hesitant to go to the mountains, with even more surprised by the station or the shuttle bus service has sent to the Qing Yinge Xixiang Chi, 20-minute intervals, to the end of 17:00. Immediately on the train, clean, very courteous driver and conductor, although I am the only one person. Alas, China's progress really rapidly.
The mountains after the rain the air with a sweet flesh frivolous total let me up, soul, calm down. Rushing toward the green, the smell from the fresh, could not help but fan exaggerated nostrils together (as if to hear the murmured sound of the lungs comfortable in Shanghai, Lung brothers may be mixed with the least proud of organs of), while the eye is not a moment is willing to shut. Ambiguous on winding roads along the mountain stream. Abundant rainfall to navigate the mountain stream into a girl. Water spin out from time to time at a rocky beach on the big and small, deeply shallow dimples; or in stone walls, the woods hung Zhangchangduanduan, wide and narrow width of water-like hair, arouses love and affection. If it were not cool mountain breeze can keep me awake, I really wait for them to explore at大半个身子to embrace this long-hoped-for views.
To the Qing Yinge off. Into the gate after that, everything is familiar. It seems two years of separation and did not let me inside Mount Emei significant raw copies. Everything hundreds of times before, and even the posture of the gate row of snapshots no waste any more words to the staff (including the one printed on the ticket ticket on the snapshot).
From door-to-Qing Yinge there is a very long way, relying on Lane is a diversion canal, through a ravine outside. Drainage and long with lovely white flowers, and accompanied by gurgling sound of water, there is rhythmic swing; in a long trench in the rocky beach with a tall tree, the lonely and the ugly, like me.
Visitors are not many, and soon went to the heart of the washing pool. Do not understand why the stone described as a cow heart, I think more like people's minds, black and banal, to be so frenzied two healthy stream of thousands of years of erosion is still dirty bear.
The roar of the water, the vaguely heard the late bell, can not help speed up the pace in front of the Qing Yinge.
They boarded a pavilion, Qingyin Ge have been ahead. Is still narrow and steep stairs, steps at the end, was dyed light golden Buddha in the twilight seemed so cordial. Qingyin Ge all the temples I've seen the most approachable, and not many into the few out Terakado, nor Ins and Outs Name Xie hall, only a two-story pavilion sitting sitting on the hillside downstairs and monks dedicated to the gods their own homes upstairs lodging for the passers-by. Climb the stairs, as if they saw her thin white legs in front of me move, two years ago, we are also in such a dusk-to-here, a group of people on the stone stairs from frivolity. I remember her on the stone stairs went so far as taking pictures of the face, sweet smile.
To positive door accommodation register, scared ran to see the teacher is still two years ago, who helped me to open the light. People seem a bit of fat, his face had a good life traces, stretch a lot. He certainly does not remember me, for me, and he was chatting happily demonstrated somewhat puzzled. That is still the key to get the key, the room was also of that between the sun sets, quilt cover, or the kind of red Wing On. Carrying a thermos bottle to bubble boiling water on the road, people can not help but trance, I wonder whether it is really the last two years have been spent, or just a dream, Nanshan. Maybe when I'm carrying a back room full of boiling water, the faster a long lazy maggot gang friend will get up from the bed and jumped to share the pleasure of doing nothing. Alas, word, day in the mountains, on the ground for several years.
Write here, for her thoughts could not help but spread to the body accompanying partners; Jet, Xiao Wei, Xiao-Li, bare camel, an instant that you have gone to a foreign land Happy to go, and left one person Xiahun niche in Shanghai, damn The meaning is not enough, beware of me to the edge of your poor to eat you one by one. Well, this text shows that I am not Chongseqingyou the Peizi, and stop there.
The canteen vegetarian, twice-cooked pork burn great, going to a friend be sure to taste. Out of the window is a waterfall, on a first-class acoustic eat one of the Sucan, rice can also be easily tim, feed the feet of the cat, even lonely, are far from the rush opened.
Back to the room, if the big three I am human just one person. While your feet soak in hot water, the edges of some characters in mind. After graduating four years he never wrote a decent article, watching the dog to climb out of his pen-like text, increasingly feel that their own strange.
Chef for evening classes to hear the bell, go to hear the end. I do not understand whispered, man calm down. Looked at a Buddhist temple where the lights go dark lights, moonlight become clear. For a long time no see themselves in the moonlight shadows, and actually see spent.
Back to encounter a corridor room Israelis would chat, he said to go to Tibet. Sleep time and found that the quilt is a wave for the first time with a sleeping bag, very comfortable.
Fees: Airport BUS-8RMB, BUS TO Emei-35RMB, TAXI TO hold Temple-17RMB, hold Temple TO Qingyin Ge-37RMB, Qing Yinge stay-30RMB, dinner-20RMB, Total: 157RMB
9 / 28 take on the old road
Get up at 7 o'clock, when suddenly remembered Blatter last night the Chinese team missed a pity. Ate steamed bread Sheung. Is still the same old mountain, walking and the last. When you reach Monkey Valley, basically no one. Mind that some fear attacks by monkeys after the last to know bunch of really terrible tyrant. The opening of some small shop early, and there sold Douhua tea, and by the way sell sell crutches class thing. Shopkeepers have all the appearance of some sleepy, no one's interest doing business with each other point heads say hello, we no psychological burden, a smile is also a lot of realism. One girl said: It is now more than monkeys, take a walking stick self-defense, on the ground know their voices they did not dare coming. The root crutches handed over, accept it.
Light rain will stop non-stop, being filled with light care of water vapor in the air, We're very laid-back fall is your face, hands; made a little patience, as the southern girl, so you are not happy, anger is not, and the With her go. Off the Jackets continue to walk. Days gradually bright enough, the leaves on the slender reed dew save a bit of light has become splendid together, far away on the naughty Akira your eyes.
Can not tell what counted spots, we saw all around the invasion of rotten green. Ridge on the clouds in those swing to the rains, so that the somewhat monotonous vision have become more angry. Twice on the Mount Emei, feeling that he and other famous The biggest difference is subtle. Do not like the Huangshan Mountain as the venue for King, I just feel the eyes is not enough to make. Emei mountains so you can safely walk, in the green and quiet to think of something to listen to heartbeats.
Qingshi road gradually slip up. Quiet for too long so I have some irritability. Lei Tong Ping time is up. 3 handwriting is very cautiously, the temple also gave me this feeling. Occasionally appear in the long mountain road, will not let you excited not let you down. Walk in the leaves is also quiet enough to listen to the voice of caress. Walking in the wood on the floor squeak Yasheng some strident. Cautious not to go a few steps after the rash, and its part in terms of sitting on stone benches monks crafts. Do not know why, looking at the courtyard Laohuai mottled trunk, decided not to go. Heart of the golden dome of the scenery change not so desire. Although twice, have not seen her style, but perhaps memories of the persistence of the Qing Yinge enshrined the golden dome, all the other scenes are obviously irrelevant.
Down when more people up from time to time people ask: where monkeys, in which呀. Stalls are opened, and ascension of the streets and marketplaces gas will completely blow mist scattered. People with the 'recruit monkey people' behind the excitement was palpable. My heart can not help but jump up and also followed shouted: monkeys in which, in which呀. Bouncing and vivacious sitting next to the bus where the table is not the way back to Chengdu.
Live in the edge of a Carrefour, walked over to buy some things. Eat Guokui way to the 'Fuqi feipian' the stuffing. Cheap, delicious, oil flow mouthful. Followed by eating Liang Pi is delicious. 8:00 more returned to the hotel, sitting in big bed, feeling it was down Mo. The city lights outside the window sometime, Feast is 4 started, but where there is a stranger my exact location? Then went out a while lead a loose life out of the idea that someone else curtains separating the city, watching the flickering TV daze, annoying cell phone is also given to the silence together. Sleep tight, the journey tomorrow, formally beginning.
9 / 29 Kangding red pot drunk
7; 00 woke up still very gloomy days, out of the hall looked as expected under the big rain. A taxi to the station, immerse ourselves in looking for car, on the train. In the dark of the car had already been a lot of people. Looked at the heap of packages correctly predicted that many people travel, and my heart a lot of stability. Also the front trance, when suddenly a girl Bengdao before, 'you are also a person? ', Before I answer, then laughs: That's good, good, I have one person. I just nod and smile, for quiet-like. In fact, heart is also secretly happy that finally there with two days, and still a girl. Shuang finished it up and secretly want to have forgot to look at her posture, often billed as glanced at in the dark, but also had just a vague sense of not about ugly. Moved seats to sit down. Change the position of girls to my side and asked: Which of the? I said: Shanghai. 'I, Beijing', girl finished another bounce after the pre-jumping to get to know people go. I looked at other people's back of the head blind pondering.
Drove out of the station, groping in the dark opening to the outside. Girl sat back, a car people basically have been made clear by her efficiency pricey. Driving Status general, leaks everywhere, a car people are busy with flood fighting. So we rely on the down days have been put bright. Cars into the valley. Along the river mischievously, trees lush, mess with Beijing girl kept shouting 'seductive'.
To stop for lunch Yaan, and three brothers, Guangdong table. After dinner we tacitly combined together. Ya giving the impression as a whole is gray, and even the hotel's tomato soup are the wave of people we have ever seen the most gray, dark gray when the pot of soup and serve, we have five people could not help but exclaim up and face enriched than hell. Throughout the afternoon I have been figuring how to become successful or that the color of tomato soup.
Continued on our way, and take the winding mountain road segment, some people began to turn that Erlang, and I can not help but aroused, increasingly turns heads staring out the window of the. Vehicle overtaking higher in the canyon in the rain looked very deep, with clouds drifting in front. Soon the car had entered the famous tunnel of Erlang Mountain. For a very long tunnel, the hearts of the people on the road was full of admiration.
For a long time was out of the tunnels, the eyes adjust to the light for a long time. When the eyes become clear, made me An Tan: Well, a beauty. Hill, such as screen stand in front of clouds, such as Luo Zhang fell on the mountain top, the ridge is a little flat as it flew like a village. If the road is fine fine line, will float in mid-air like a kite tied to the mountain village at the foot of the city edge, for fear that she fly like. In the two rows of mountains to the distant distant started among a river during an extremely Ana winds in the open, the twists and turns, ease and. That flashing waves like mountains to overlord, had to waves up and light up. Spite of this car is a beauty, and self-serving of the mad rush, and no anchoring point. At the moment my heart the pain of being tortured can not be photographed more cents more dead, but suddenly see the wave of so-called 'Western collecting folk songs' group of people in the street a while Kuangpai styled tripods are the so-called physically and mentally exhausted, anxious Huogong heart, eyes an black, actually nearly fainted in his seat. Fortunately, the girl handed the piece VC over time.
Car quickly down to the river, the original has come to set the Lu. Lu fixed bridge in front of the. In the turbulent river on that rickety tiesuoqiao how an insurance Zile De. Just imagine yourself lying in the iron chain, under a hail of bullets on the Pigunniaoliu, car horn me back to reality. The driver shouted: Hurry up and get. Really got on only to find there is a bubble caught in the crotch where it feces. Does not appear to have both beauty and excretion Yan.
Basic Yanzhao He then opened. This road is very formidable quarry, rocks have disintegrated into powder powdered, most of rolled river, watching people feel bad. Around the empty, however, about the ban on logging so that there will be some effect, set the hearts a little.
4:00 more to Kangding. Yes, that is, that the Kangding Yo Happy Valley. Out of the station, muttering mind, is this? Isshiki cement house, a small town thousands of Chinese, which go to Happy Valley呀? In the back with four bow and found that other people's equipment is really professional, boy, girl's bag than I have more than doubled in size. I think packet also sandwiched eggs like sleeping bags on the outside, can not help a guilty conscience. No emboldened to ask: Han things back so much. Girl answered: gas stoves, tents, I crossed into Rwanda from the Inagi put Lake. I spit the tongue: 're-bar to help you back to go back? '. No, I do not anyone's help. Cattle, Beijing chick.
I asked three of Guangdong Brother: You are these things? "Die Hey, we have to carry a red wine, coffee, cakes, candles. 10 / 1 is a Mid-Autumn Festival, we have a good tasty meal in the mountains to celebrate the celebration. A return to Kangding and then bring in more delicious!"! ! ! ! ? ****! ! !
To go all the way along the riverbank. Is full of wild river in the city of Central was being detained in a straight cement embankments, it is clear very angry, and flow of the rapids, the sound of the noise, for I have seen the most urban rivers. Looked back, a rainbow in the valley between the planes, with some flavor of the plateau.
Stay there, after a pedestrian went to look for food. The sky late, shops playing pretend, Guangdong brother finally could not continue in the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner where exaggeration. City of the region's largest hot pot straight away. As the girl on the Beijing and Shanghai to Cantonese to spicy food, people love to drink deeply skeptical, people just point hong TANG appointment, drink 45-degrees 'Sangjizhuoma' highland barley wine.
Wine had three patrols, the girl spicy food has not, hissing tongue straight son, are engaged in the white snake, I doubt that she was attached to the body; amount of alcohol can really straight fight to all trance. In the bottom of the pot fast Shaogan, the girl finally starting to nonsense Road: You, you are not Cantonese; you, you are not the people of Shanghai; you bunch of liars. Wave were rickety back to sleep, girl's altitude sickness Daohao, and Jianbu like a champ in it on the third floor.
9 / 30 to Daocheng of the morning, was found last night, we are a bit drunk,晕晕in to the station. Breakfast in a small hotel, we found that girl face is not good, go to the toilet has also spent a long time, and seems to toss the non-light. Wave of people to take care of them could not help her. Flashlight to find the name of yesterday's car continued on our way.
With the snow outside the window Piaoqi the car came off more than pass, elevation 4200 bar. Get off a little bit of breath cold can, to see a few sitting not far from the snow-covered peaks. I am very excited to see from the 98 Dragon Snow Mountain in a long time, watched them for a long time in the wind and snow.
Out of sight of the pass is a school of Tibet. Zang-style houses scattered on the beautiful, white plaster windows, Founder look, and dark green of the hills are phase-contrast. In rural areas can not help but think of Jiangsu and Zhejiang mosaic facade of the house and the vertical stainless steel in the roof of the pearl-like shape, the hearts secretly ashamed. Most of the barley harvest, pigs and cattle in the fields freely look for food, enjoyable.
Noon to Yajiang, one entirely on the mountainside town, main road gradient are large. Guangzhou met a colleague, can not help but sigh as much as our staff.
Also opened for two hours, vehicles will be circled in the top of the hill. No longer able to block your mountain view, mountain peak and only under your eyelids the spread of the cloud shadows moving on the hillside. Sigh to: This is the roof of the world has. In front of a long convoy of military vehicles passing, but also bringing a bit of scenery Tim fortitude.
Ridge has opened a few blocks later, at our below the Litang. It was such a wide expanse of grassland ah, in the surrounding hillside, surrounded by slowly appear to be so soothing, people like to lie on her soft breasts a break on a good break. You can see the footsteps of the sun in the grassland spacious feign, where are, where to leave his golden footprints. This is the world's highest town, and 4260 meters bar; This is the place of birth up to the Dalai Lama; This is the V Dalai Lama's poems, the geese to fly U-turn back to Litang.
They climbed over several ridge, the car got into the valley, a long absence, singing streams around again, looked back from the dark valleys, distant mountains under the impression that the sun glittering, Huangruogeshi.
The deepening twilight, we boarded the Haizi Shan is said to top of the hill there are several hundred large and small, Haizi. I saw rolling around the mountains full of stones of different sizes, the distribution of the roadside have been a lot of Haizi, desolate sense of rushing toward us. Soon a car travels in the darkness. In the dark waiting for always especially long, each cup lights are so that we thought the finish line is in front. After numerous disappointing in and gave up hoping Shen Ru Mengxiang, the Inagi quietly came before us.
Seen in the appearance of a dark unclear Inagi only road on both sides of the tall white bark of trees and their impressive. Bought at the station the next day on the first bus of Aden (110 million). And then lived Blue Moon Valley, hotels are overcrowded, four human still 100 yuan / person, black. Not very good mood. Upstairs is asthma, stayed to sleep after a severe heart. Think of tomorrow, not the mountain signals, went to the balcony to call her parents, no answer. Looked up at the round moon, and some know what to do, parents ah, you can also well-being, my son can not accompany you to celebrate the festival, and like you a happy holiday, do they must not miss Kinjiro bad mood. 报平安phone message changed after the disturbed sleep.
10 / 1 Mid-Autumn Festival highland barley wine drunk
5:30, girl would come to wake us Za Men. In the night not yet been opened, one pedestrian in the dark on the streets patrolling. The same silence, as if we never met, this location at this time while walking on this road is just coincidence. Sense of loneliness as the air again like a black shrouded in me.
The station compound has been a lot of people, we all wait for a quiet seated. It seems people are vulnerable to a foreign land of darkness and silence.
We discovered early Kenwan wrong. Compound of the cars pulled away, and Jiu Sheng our car lying in the courtyard of the central government alone. A car who Paoqu Wen owners, before we know car chassis broken. We began clamoring for a refund啦, transfer啦, quite excited right owners were education services regulations. Slow to find out the situation of the county left the car, love and so varied. A car for the next person wither wither scattered at the station where the car idle, waiting for repair information.
Unwilling to give up our activities in the Inagi 4, want to find another way to the Gulf of Aden. Touched with a bloody nose later, the extreme bad mood, I feel really rotten luck. Four of them in the yard playing card to. I looked at the blue sky and white clouds, anxiety, I'm afraid to miss this good weather. So a person carrying the camera to stroll. In a small residential road found some really beautiful, do not say colorful wooden paint, is home Courtyard garden blooming daisies, camellias on the people would envy. At this time visitors who happen to look like a yard from the inside out, inquire about a one night only 30 yuan, it was decided to live down the Tibetans at home after.
Increasingly bright sun up, involuntary walked to the town. When the field of vision free from the shackles of the roof, they find themselves in the beauty of a long exposure. Onto the bridge in the town of mouth, the left is the large Yang Shulin. Although there are just a few years of the trees, but when the leaves in the morning sun emerged in from dark green to yellow to golden yellow and even red color, my eyes were deeply immersed in. More sultry hearts are still in the breeze under the leaves trembling slightly, so that the whole woods are like a great piece in the genial sunshine of happiness almost dizzy beauty.
The front is a great White Tower. She was sitting in the green slope at the foot of the river day and night, Pentium, Shence streamer with the wind dance in the heads of the blue sky white clouds. I could not help but think: Maybe God is the natural, this rosy picture, this sun for several hours under the physical and mental intoxicating bar `````
Along the river under the bridge to go the distance. Women were in the 3322 flood on the picking up pebbles, pile piled the kids happy in their playing around. Went to see the local town, there are two girls lying on the floodplain, then private houses on the chatting. Asked if they picked up stones Gansha, explained that the wall is used to build a house confinement puzzle. Slightly further forward, we saw two neat rows of poplar growing on the riverbed on both sides, very thick, leaves a trace of late autumn is also the meaning, it is beautiful. Tired on the shore to sit down, think about your heart, close to Young leaves rustle of the ringing, yaks through when they looked at me not forget the sympathy and good people down not feel lonely.
Will be overcast days suddenly sat down, look at the table only to find that Taiwan has 12 points, and cars to get better soon, right? Rushed back in time. To the station has been deserted by. See the girl left over the counter, which reads: After the car repaired and wait for me, first, the bag at the counter, take care of yourself.
Silent, sat slumped on the steps of the compound. Cement has been the hot sun above In addition to garbage and I get nothing. In the midday sun, not even his own shadow to find Buzhuo; in the hot sun, fate and friendship was also the case as evaporated water droplets.
Silly sat quite a while before they pick up feeling like their own arrangements. Replaced by the next day to the first class ticket. Then decided to just ask that that particular lodging houses. Carrying a gray bag only think of it, last night, the night of Guangdong brothers purchased canned most of which also plugs in my bag, it can not help but dumbfounding.
Pushed the door into the yard, the dog's barking out the owner cited, affable middle-aged man. Passion brings me to the second floor of the unloading of the package even if the stay there. The room is very clean, neat, the choice of fighting for their high marks. The owner asked me to eat lunch, go to the kitchen to see the first few people are living to eat. We chatted up. From Chengdu, the majority of couples have friends in Inagi.
Blind push lightly a few mouthfuls of noodles, then went back to bed and take notes. At this time the owner's daughter returned, a very beautiful Tibetan girl wearing jeans.
Hutchison finished, chatting on the terrace and the master. Sunlight sprinkled on the body warm, facing the distant mountains, listening to the owner's family, was very pleasant. (Gesang pro-zhen home :0836-5728516)
Was chatting to do the master far away in Kangding, the son of teachers in rural areas, several jeeps parked in front of the hospital. Chengdu people who had friends come to pick them up Daocheng play. One boy greeted me go a bit melancholy, or to follow them away.
Kham guy was driving, and his candid took me only a few minutes of cautious sent packing. Beijing Jeep in the dirt road open fast, bumpy is also formidable. Usually pan and the wind and the sound of singing Tibetan song Doje. Deep, thick voice mixed through his suit me to see a real Khampas. Singing songs like this: The eyes have a purity of snow-capped mountains, blood vessels inside horseshoe ringing voice. Meng stepped on the accelerator to see if he clenched the steering wheel look like, they would understand what he said to drive like riding implications.
Around a hill and came to the 'Red Caohai'. Football field-sized pond covered with a foot tall, rich red humilis. Scattered all around the poplar, housing. Red coated golden leaves, splashed in the green grassland, the days of blue, white cloud also came to add to the fun, straight people applauded good fortune of nature.
To continue to drive forward, Doje told me to go to 'rushing Temple'. The name can not help but let my mind startled. Multi-rod's name, he has traveled a lifetime of people the temple, a surge of warmth rise in my heart, heart health longing. Dorji, pointing distance subtle three Sule Pagoda, said: that's there. Cars along the river has opened a long time, stopped at a bridge turn after rushing around to see the temple.
Temple built on mountains, Bang Shui door, white walls and red edge. About as big as fifty or sixty rooms. Then listen to another vehicle for people to talk, before we know he had made a beautiful mistake. 'Ben''Wave' are Tibetan, 'Ben' to the mountain, 'wave' for water, 'rush Temple' which means 'Yishanbangshui temple'.
Lying on the bridge only to find the crystal clear waters. More than 100 meters wide and the river was covered with pebbles, even though I did not wipe the lens a few days, still able to clearly see the lines on the stone. Flew at us by the wind close to the river, with water vapor and cool, close your eyes if you can feel the joy the shore grass, pores just like to send out shoots a.
Is not far to go to the Terakado. Surrounded by empty, only the door sat a young lama. Clearly enjoy the sun for a long time, and even smile all have the flavor of the sun. Random point of the number of our money is not a number, let us in the door. The whole temple quiet, no tourists, monks also 2. Dorji quietly told us Although a small temple, where monks are powerful, some people saw a lama meditation, the three-story out of thin air to rise to it. Turn full circle, the Doje brings us to the a dark small room. Living Buddha, in this retreat had been self-cultivation. Looked at a few people in front row facing the door to the ceremony, five body cast, I also solemn up, respectful lines of the three gift (hands together, high over his head, and then turn downward and touch the forehead, lips, chest, and legs kneel down, his hands hit the ground before the draw, until the five bodies to bid for land, and then move to chest with both hands, such as breast stroke-like body under the propped up, stand up), the first one to do when you feel some of the funny, second and third months, the entire people feel submit to the , I really felt somewhere to control life's great strength.
Out of the temple, a monk took us to the Temple and the river, sub-give us some Zan rake, let us feeding the fish. Start lightly, throwing one down, the river scene shocked us all. Suddenly, within a few meters offshore 10 packed with fish, some fish are squeezed in above the water, and we learned Lama readily caught fish on the up. Tibetans not to eat fish because of Shuizang, which makes the whole Tibet became a haven for fish.
Return on the road, we went to a temple located halfway up the mountain, quite well known Kham Buddhist college in this, the Buddha is here. Shan Xian Zhao 3322 from time to time along the way pupils look like monks in learning or play. Doje and this great housekeeper familiar (like the temple of the Prime Minister of Great housekeeper, has a great right, a figure second only to Buddha), Shumenshulu's brings us to the VIP room. I find it has a special fragrance of buttered tea, and asked and we have to know that this is fed with herbs big squeeze milk yak butter to do to play, and only VIP reception before use. After listening to heart feel pleased but also big mouth Heliaohaoji bowl. Felt my eyes shine, Footloose.
Sat will housekeeper brings us to feed Tibetan Eared Pheasant. Lama temple every day and regularly fed wild Zang around the chicken. We followed to the courtyard just to hear a cuckoo called Lama, the Tibetan chicken flocks soon falls in the yard of the. Then Lama has done their homework, and a group of monks and Tibetan chicken Xixi the red Sengfu flowing everywhere, so solemn lamasery light up, large butler's face also Dangqi serious smile a while.
Thanked the housekeeper, we have embarked on a homeward journey. At this time has been flying over sunset sky, the burning red sky behind the mountain. Twilight gently cover the vast grassland. See the bush to skip the hare, Doje proud to say: I used to play a hare, but a master of the year to estrus, and everyone gathers around and join me in hunting. I understand the question: In order to night? Doje proudly say: I learn the most adept females called, I just 'Bai Bai Er-Er' one is called, dozens of male rabbits go visit my side Ben You, intercept is no stopping. We kick up a fuss to: You must love to play little hare on the eavesdropping and make up some harassment, then engage in the excitement of the male rabbits 1. Laughing and joking all the way, and soon returned to the Inagi.
Back to the room and talked to friends in Chengdu will be a little bit unhappy, features a move to say that Shanghai people bad. Although some people hate the people of Shanghai are shortcomings, but you can not exaggeration, mouth just shout Well. Is perfunctory with, Doje carrying their own floor, rushed to highland barley wine brewed. "Come, come, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, I Laipei you drink festivals. I went to a few friends for a while.". We are quickly finding a way out: Do not, Mid-Autumn How can anyone not with the family, and our own play, you go fast with his wife. Dorje big smiles: his wife sent to her parents gone, you have come from far and Mid-Autumn Festival Daocheng to play, how can our landlord did not accompany the grounds, not long-winded, quick taste of the wine's House.
Gesang in the kitchen and cried: Biemang, let me burn extra dishes. Within a short while, filled with vegetables on the table. The wish-ended to the terrace to eat onto just overhauled it began to rain, only to withdraw the house. Porting glass Dorji said: I would first apologize to you on behalf of God, and Mid-Autumn Festival with no moon so that everyone can see. Dry stretch cups.
We had three patrol wine, singing songs in chorus Kangba brothers bless us a pleasant journey, singing loud and clear through the rain, the streets echoed in Inagi. We also can not help but to sing to express our gratitude, but the 78 individuals scrape together a long time, will be singing is full of these feelings of love Minor, ah, sing heads would have embarrassed just keep on singing, and was very embarrassed.
Dorje was very hit it and I have moved the idea of wine every confidant. Knew it, the two Sprite bottles of wine was blown away the. Moment later the stamina of wine on the come up. Then they heard the man muttering that the people of Shanghai, Chengdu is not my heart to redouble their grievances through Jiujin to take out the stand up bass, cursing to: We the people of Shanghai which provoke you, which I provoke you, I am a People tend to do? Ah, then beware of the re-charge my bian you. Then we pushing up.
大家不要激动，这是我当晚记得的最后细节了。后来我就醉的不醒人事了。怎么下的楼，怎么上的床都没有丝毫印象了。只记得被人拉开时，我的双脚凌空踢了个'燕子摆尾'，很是精彩。
10/2 雨厨房全羊很早就被头疼折腾醒了，在黑暗中徒劳的睁着眼睛。四周迷漫的呕吐物的酸味，让我想起夏末秋初的那个疯狂的夜晚。赤足坐在窗外侧的窗沿上，一瓶一瓶的解决放在空调室外机上的啤酒。看远处陆家嘴高楼的灯光一盏盏的灭掉，看楼下工地上的垃圾被一堆堆的点燃。我象一片贴在11楼的膏药，听楼底早恋的孩子们私语，看10楼的夫妻们拉上窗帘做爱。努力的想找出一个可以思念的朋友，一段可以缅怀的爱情，竟一无所有。
象一个垃圾袋般被吹到了这高原，但这雪山、这冰河便能洗净我一身的污染、一生的迷惘了吗？若能，为何我仍然宁愿宿醉也不愿清醒呢？为何即便高原让我呼吸都困难，我依然把酒精看的比氧气还重要呢？莫非此次孤独的旅程也只是另一种消磨自己的方式呢？
挣扎着起床，背着包下楼。格桑老人听到我的动静，从里屋披着衣服出来。关切的问我有没有事。我提着气精神的说没事。格桑拍着我的肩说：出门在外，自己要当心啊，没人总能照顾你呀。我听的鼻子发酸，说了声谢谢，往外走去。
到了车站，上车，出发，一切顺利。车很满，走道也坐满了。走了一小段好路，金杯车就开始在泥泞的路面上挣扎了。一夜的雨把原本糟糕的路搞的愈发惨不忍睹，有些路中间的坑简直可以用来作战壕了。一车人不时要下来推车，各个搞的象泥人似的。一路雾气很重，两旁的山都看不真切，只听见路旁有水声传来，知道一直沿着河在开。
车越开越高，渐渐摆脱了云雾的缠绕。看见山坡上的树林红一片，黄一片的，有些叶子已落了大半，陪着昏暗的天空，心也跟着这深秋的景象苍凉起来。
车开到后来奇异的现象越来越多，有时放个响屁吓大家一跳，有时喷出一股黑烟制造舞台效果。这还都可以忍受，最让大家担心的是时不时的掉些东西，害的司机老是急刹车跑下去捡零件，远远望见营地的时候，驾驶室里已经堆满了各式零件了。每个人看着那堆擅离职首的家伙，都不自觉的紧紧的抱住了前面的座椅靠背。
4：30，在离营地约两公里的地方，车一屁股坐在泥潭里再也不挪窝了。我早就受够这家伙了，毫不犹豫的背上包自己往前走了。天又下起不小的雨，上身有冲锋衣，但帆布裤子不一会儿就湿了。走到营地，有许多马帮。一打听上面的营地都满了，只有在这里住下。
看着一身的泥巴和湿湿的裤子，气就不打一处来，一赌气，决定不管有没有住宿都先到冲古寺。山路被马踩的稀烂，每一脚下去泥都能漫过脚面。直走到六点多才到了冲古寺一号营地。
营地都是用油布搭的帐篷，条件很差。摸到餐厅，见到个约莫是管事样的女孩，就凑了上去。 '还有床位吗？ ''早没了，我自己都要下山去住了！ ''姐，我就一个人，走了两小时才上来，你瞧，衣服全湿了。您就帮忙想个法子吧。 '。女孩皱着眉头想了好一阵，忽然看到走进来的厨师，问到：你厨房那张床还能睡一个吗？ '可以啊，把里面堆的方便面挪一下就行了。 ''你住厨房没问题吧？ ''没问题，没问题，我谢还来不及呢！ '。
在餐厅20瓦灯泡的昏暗灯光里，两个藏族亲人对着我微笑着，他们美好的声音至今还总在我耳边回响。我除了对着他们傻笑还能干什么呢？我想我的五官一定已经笑成了一朵爆米花状，唯一遗憾的是花瓣上沾满了泥巴。
大橱可能忽然意识到如果他们再不打断我的话，我会一直保持这种花式笑法直到面瘫为止。上来搂着我的肩膀说：快去火塘边烤火吧，喝碗滚烫的酥油茶。我随着他走进了厨房，我未来两天的家，在我最疲惫、最脆弱的时候给我能量的地方。
厨房不大，当中是走廊，客人从这进餐厅。大的一侧是火塘，放着灶具和菜；小的一侧就是我两的床了，是用木板搭起来的，里侧堆了不少东西。我把冲锋衣架在火塘上方，脱了袜子放在火塘边，舒舒服服的开始烤火，记笔记了。一个年轻的藏族伙计倒了酥油茶给我，很有兴趣的在我边上坐下看我写些什么。写完就和他聊起来。他在成都读完旅游职校后回来工作。提起他那边处过的汉族女朋友，他伤心的说：汉族女孩太难伺候了，我现在还是觉得找藏族姑娘踏实。
这时，另一个藏族伙计慌慌张张的跑了进来，'哎呀，有个女孩子在餐厅哭呢？ How to do? '。我连忙随着他们出去看个究竟。只见一女孩浑身湿透了，一边哭一边冷的打哆嗦。我们柔声问：是不是不舒服啊，快进去烤烤衣服吧。女孩索性放声哭了起来：走了一天，衣服也湿了，裤子也湿了，鞋也湿了，我连换的衣服都没了！脚也破了。我安慰道：没事，我有干净衣服，你先换上，把湿衣服拿过来烘一个小时就干了。女孩抹了抹眼泪，抱着衣服出去换了。一会儿就抱着湿衣服回来了。伙计忙帮她把衣服架上，女孩红着眼眶蜷缩在火塘边，看着真是可怜。
不一会，大部队回来了，原来这个营地住了好几个广东来的团队。厨房外有一个大火塘供大家烤火，厨房的火塘不大，而且地方很挤，一般不让人烤火。隔着油布可以清楚的听到大伙的抱怨声，看来大家都损失惨重。不一会大家就达成一致，晚上一定要让导游烤个全羊犒劳自己。伙计对我使了个眼色，轻声道：晚上有好吃的喽：）我一头雾水，不明就里。
三个人出去准备全羊去了。我身上烤干后，就去整理我的床铺。不时有人从走廊穿过，听说我就住在厨房，都面露同情，搞的我哭笑不得。
半个小时后，伙计偷偷溜进来，塞了块羊肉给我'羊筋，最好吃的地方了，快吃吧。 '我这才明白他刚刚的意思，感动的手足无措，喉咙梗咽起来。他见我不吃，忙说：没关系，你一个人也没人照应，吃也吃不了多少，没人会发现的，吃吧。说完就一溜烟的出去了。
请大家容许我花点时间来描述这难得的美味吧。这是一块羊腿蹄筋周围的肉，烤成了金黄色，吱吱的往外冒油。一口下去，满嘴的肉香。酥酥的肉里包着韧韧的筋，嚼的吱吱有声，浑身的骨头都酥了。
就这样在藏族兄弟的照顾下，我吃的挺胸叠肚，一副贪官的形象。至于带上山的罐头早被我忘的一干二净了。
一帮老广吃完了烤全羊后，竟起了用羊骨架加箩卜熬汤的念头，吓的大橱冲进来一脚就把一筐箩卜踹到了床底下，一干人寻不着箩卜，这才扫兴散去。
10点多，导游扎西疲惫不堪的跑到厨房来歇息。和伙计们围在火塘边聊天。聊着聊着，竟发现久未联络的妹妹和伙计是同学，焦急的问着妹妹的情况。听到妹妹也不读书，成天和小痞子鬼混后，满脸显着痛苦，喃喃道：真不该让她一个人去成都啊，太不该了。
听着他们兄妹间的故事，我们心情都沉重起来。陪着他喝一种奇怪的酒，60度的青稞酒加酥油加糖在火上烤化了后喝。十分十分的辣，但好喝。
转眼就12点多了，不时有人进来抱怨帐篷里太冷，看着我坐在床边很暖和的样子，先前的可怜顿时变成了羡慕。在我的床边赖了很久才依依不舍的回去。
我等到胃里的羊肉消化的差不多了，才美美的钻进被窝睡觉。想到睡在身边的藏族兄弟，我想在梦里都会笑的腮邦子掉到地上吧。带着无限的感激进入了梦乡。
10/3 和自己赛跑的人
5：30伙计们就都起来干活了，我被吵醒了也跟着起了床。天刚蒙蒙亮，一走出厨房就冷的直打摆子。看了看带的温度计，只有2、3度。把背包塞在床角，带了两块巧克力在摄影包里就上路了。走出营地的时候，游客们都还在睡梦中，四周一片静谧。
看来雨刚停，不时有水珠从树叶上滴落，脑门上连中了几枚暗器后，人才算彻底清醒了。营地处在一片小小的山谷中，四周树木茂盛。回头看去，炊烟升腾在营地的上方。想到那些在厨房里忙碌的兄弟们，心里暖暖的。望着前方泥泞且曲折的路，心中的畏惧荡然无存。
拾阶而上，天光渐亮。登上山岗后，依石小憩。侧身拿水时，仙乃日神山忽然间就矗立在我的身边了，与我的目光撞了一个满怀。来不及遥望，来不及揣度，她就宛如仙子般飘然而至了。在沉沉的灰蓝天幕下，她宽大丰腴的身体显得神秘而又慈祥。全身都被细腻的白雪覆盖，眉目间闪耀着处子才有的纯洁。没有欢跃，没有兴奋，我只静静的凝视着她，身心完全是一片空白，只觉得整个人融化在那无限的圣洁中。
我至今仍能记得那个刹那，仿佛是冥冥中命运安排了我与仙乃日的相遇。四周都在那一刻寂静无声，天地间只我一人独立，让我在神山的面前陷入空明，无欲无求。不知持续了多久，直到有马夫牵马经过，我才心满意足的接着行路。
到冲古寺时，天已全亮了。太阳依旧在和厚厚的云层做斗争，时不时用光线在云上刺出些窟窿。从高处向下望去，冲古寺所在的山谷呈椭圆型。平整的草地好似绿色的地毯。河水象任性的孩子在上面横冲直撞，划出道道美丽的弧线。河水浅浅，但依然湛蓝，让整个山谷神采飞扬。前方山峦的缺口处又一座雪山巍然屹立。回头望去，仙乃日愈发清晰，而东方远处的雪山也依稀可见了。忽然想起昨天扎西告诉我：香格里拉就是藏语里的'香巴拉'，意思是雪山环绕，众神居住的地方。
周围渐渐有些游人了。我决定不雇马了，抓紧时间赶路，甩开游客。
穿过草地，路完全变成了泥沼，一头钻进了密林深处。路中间的淤泥很深，好几次险些漫过鞋梆，只能尽量在路沿上走，有些路段只能从边上的树林里绕，虽然经常被树枝挂住衣服，但也比脚上老提着两大坨泥巴走路强。
路边是奔腾的河水，雪山在树丛间忽隐忽现。不时看见自然腐朽的大树横卧在地上，看来这里的树林还处在原始的状态。
和烂泥搏斗了一个半小时，走了一段上坡路后，眼前豁然开朗，前方换作了高山草甸的景色，终于走出森林了。路两侧的山峰一字排开。南侧的山峰由于向阴，依然被白雪覆盖，好似被风吹歪了，所有山峰都倾斜向东面，颇显怪异。北侧的向阳，山峰大多裸露出青色的岩石，只一缕白云斜斜的挂在山腰，象是要遮住什么隐密的部位。
10：00又走了一段缓缓的下坡路后，便来到了洛绒牧场。也是一片山谷，比冲古寺的宽阔了很多。这时大批骑马的游客已经超过我先到一步，着装专业的摄影家们也在草地的中央摆开了架式，这里是大部份人此行的终点了。
天依旧阴沉着，每个人都仰脖望着太阳的方向，希望有转晴的迹象。我可能是因为没吃早饭或走的太急，头开始疼起来。找了个没人的地方，坐在石头上歇息，吃了块巧克力。
坐了会站起来，头疼的更厉害了。想着传说中遥远的牛奶海，犹豫了片刻决定不能放弃。走了一个多小时，才穿过了山谷。路又开始在树丛里穿梭了，马帮只能到此为止，四周又只剩我一个人了。回望洛绒牛场，人群只有蚂蚁般大小。走了一长段上坡路后，人喘的不行，想到才走了1/4的路程，不由得打起了退堂鼓。但是远处雪山的诱惑实在难以抵御，只要凝望着她们，浑身又充满了勇气。
路上铺了些石板，时常踩上去就摇晃起来，很容易歪脚。也经常有溪水从路上流过，涉水的时候对鞋的防水性和防滑性都有很高的要求，立刻觉得鞋是最重要的徒步工具。
在山腰里埋头走了一段，路开始陡陡的向上了，两边植被换成了灌木。看见对面山崖上雪山融水汇成了几条细细的瀑布缥缈而下。美景当前，上坡也有了些力气。路边就是悬崖，底下就是湍急的河水，加上脑袋缺氧，走的倒也有些胆战心惊。
1；30的时候，没完没了的爬坡终于结束了。路在接近山顶的斜坡上向前延伸，稀疏的草地上点缀着一团团的低矮灌木，仍有未化残雪挂在上面。细小的石子路仅有一人宽，走平路就轻松多了，我加快了步伐。
又绕过一坐山，爬上一个小坡，牛奶海就在我的面前了。四周的山坡是那样荒凉，灰褐色的石壁上寸草不生，雪山巨大的冰舌直冲到了湖边，黑黄色僵硬的土地上铺着苔藓。但就在这生命的禁区，一面蔚蓝清澈的湖愈发美的摄人心魄，美的无所畏惧。我每向她走近一步，她的蓝就愈显得深邃，让我对她的爱怜就越不可收拾。
这时看见对面的山上有人向我招手。发现那边看湖的角度更好，就往那走。路不远，但必须要过河。找了半天才在河中央发现了可以落脚的石头，瞄了很久才两个腾步过了河。过了河发现前面还有一片沼泽。在沼泽地上长的草垛（比较结实，可以承担人的重量，不会陷进去）上又是一番闪转腾挪（建议想练梅花桩的到此练习，效果巨佳），终于到达了胜利的彼岸。
从山上俯看牛奶海就更美了。原来海呈奶子状，接近冰舌处平而宽，两侧向下收缩划出柔和的曲线，直至收拢成一小缺口，湖水由此向山下流去。中央是深蓝色，周围一圈为胡蓝，接近缺口处为深黄色，真是象极了饱含乳汁的乳房。我想取名牛奶海大约也是这个原因吧。
象是对我的奖励，云层忽然撕开了一道口子，阳光罩住了央迈勇神山。挺拔的主峰仿佛被打了追光的舞台主角，在处于阴影下的群山映衬下，风采照人，卓然不群，让我又是好一阵赞叹。和另一侧的神山相比（抱歉，忘了名字了，三座去了两个有名字的，麻烦大家亲自查一下子了），似乎身段更阿娜些。
和叫我的哥们一起回到湖边，他从北京来，穿着一身迷彩，别了把匕首，长的却很秀气。他告诉我海拔已经4300了。我们讨论了还要不要继续向五色海推进，他告诉我说大约还有来时路程的一半，让我顿时泻了气，决定在湖边再坐会就回。他也掉头往回走了。
坐到3：00算算时间，回到营地天就黑了，开始往回走。走了不多久，看见北京的哥们坐在路边等我。他拍着我的肩膀说：刚刚一个牧民告诉我，到五色海可以走近路，翻过我们身后这坐山就到了。我仰头看了看山顶，不陡，但完全没有路，问：有多高啊？ '5000'**？ ? ! ! !我们两人都沉默了一阵，然后相视一笑，转身一起朝山顶爬去。
当时觉得体力已经透支了，腿酸涨的厉害，心也跳的疯狂，但有了伴互相勉励，咬咬牙也就拼了。没有路，我们只能走着之子往上。身子倾向里侧，脚踩着灌木的根部。基本上走五步就要歇一下。爬到一半的时候，就不敢往山下看了。我们两个人不停的互相打气，八目相对的时候竟有了同生共死的情谊。
4：20的时候，我们肩并肩的登上了山顶，，他嘴唇发紫，我头疼的厉害，喘的不行，记得当时饿的很，塞了块巧克力到嘴里，嚼烂了后楞吞不下去，因为所有能进气的地方都在忙乎，嗓子实在匀不出时间来，巧克力生生在嘴里含了十几分钟。
在山顶上已经可以看见五色海了。说老实话，当时真不想再走下坡去看她了。一想到回来还要再爬坡脚都软了。北京哥们硬拽着我又走了十几分钟到了湖边。湖在阴天并不特别漂亮，泛着浅绿色，湖底有着鱼网般龟裂开的纹路，据说在阳光下呈现五种颜色。拍了几张照就往回赶，当时天已经暗了，我们都怕天黑了还在山路上，那就太危险了。
一路无话，只顾拼命赶路。有几次下坡时腿软，一屁股就坐地上了。在暮色中远远望见洛绒牛场的时候，人顿时瘫软在了地上。一则庆幸在天黑前可以赶到有人的地方、二则看到目标在望精神反而崩溃了。连滚带爬的继续赶路。当中为了抄近路，试着从草地中央穿过去，结果半条腿陷进了沼泽，差点就丢了小命。下半身湿了后，人更冷的直打哆嗦，巧克力也吃完了，水也喝完了，正所谓饥寒交泊。
最后走到牛场的营地几乎是走一步蹲三分钟。天完全黑了时，我才终于看到人声鼎沸的火塘，然后就象一滩烂泥似的软在了地上。北京兄弟住在这，而我要继续赶路。
坐了一会儿又挣扎着骑上马往冲古寺赶。马是已经卸了鞍喂草去的，忽然吃到一半又被拉回来干活，很是不满，一会冲到山坡上去啃树叶，一会儿下到河边去喝水，就是不肯好好赶路。当时借着月光，只见自己忽而在树林里穿梭，忽而又在河水里飞奔，直把魂魄都惊到九宵云外去了。现在回想起来，当时若是再喊个'此山是我开'的口号，活活就是中国的罗宾汉了。
9：30，当我遥望宛如莹光般笼罩在雾气中的营地灯光时，禁不住叹到：我回来了，我活着回来了。
听到马蹄声，几个藏族兄弟都奔了出来，把我迎进厨房。 '你再不回来，我们都要上山找你去了。 '边埋怨我不该不听他的话硬上五色海，边忙着熬姜汤，弄吃的。腿疼的在火塘边都坐不住，胡乱吃了点就直直的躺到床上去了。
10/4 迷路温泉直睡到8：30才从沉睡中苏醒过来，又在床上赖了好久。回想昨天的经过，心情仍然很不平静。
我想我能够在大前天宿醉，前天雨淋，昨天才睡了三个多小时的条件下，从早六点出发，历经高原反应、饥饿、体力透支的折磨，直走到晚九点才回来，并不是因为超强的体力亦或是坚韧的毅力。而是因为我对行程的一无所知、对自身能力的一无所知。
我对稻城的所有了解只来自于在一路上的道听途说，所以我对于景点间的距离，海拔都不清楚，不了解困难使我变的无所畏惧。一路上只是克服眼前的畏缩或困难，莽莽撞撞，如履薄冰的竟也到了最遥远艰辛的目标。推广开去，感情上似乎也适用这样的道理。男女间刚擦出些火花，便琢磨着结婚生子的，反而在爱的热情上泼了冷水；不如由着性子胡来一阵，说不定肉欲倒升华为爱恋，爱恋又进化为依赖，一个家在不察觉间也有了大约的模样。生活也是一样，以前想着改变现状，老在脑子里勾画着希望的样子，想象的越是丰满，反而更难下定决心行动。这也是我们这些所谓白领老是满腹牢骚确鲜见行为的原因。不如走一步看一步，慢慢的离自己的梦想也会越来越近。
在床上瞎想了会，决定再去珍珠海看看。到了冲古寺后，游人比昨天又多了不少，天也转为多云。腿依然酸痛，不太利索。一瘸一拐的往仙乃日走。路比昨天干了许多，偶尔露面的阳光透过树荫洒下些斑驳的光影，心情还是不错。周围游客不多，能看到些鸟儿松鼠在林子里忙碌。走了不远的上坡路，就到了仙乃日下的山谷了。大片的山谷是铺满碎石的河滩，河水浅浅的在碎石上颠簸，远看大约有珍珠滚动的样子。除了河道，到处长满了一人多高的树木。
走着走着，路变的模糊了。我就沿着些干涸的河道往山脚下走。树越来越茂密，仿佛是转眼间，我就迷失在密林里了。河道变的杂乱无章，抬头也看不清方向了。我试着朝山坡上走，想在高处寻找湖的方向。找路越来越难，很多时候都是双膝着地在树枝下爬。爬了一个小时，攀上树叉远望，依然是无边无际的林海。禁不住心慌起来，这时天又下起了雨。冷静下来，决定原路返回。下到河滩边，沿着河道往回走，最后终于钻出了树林。人很狼狈，脑袋上都是树叶，身上泥雨混杂，心有余悸的下山了。
想想真是好笑，最难走的五色海到了，近在咫尺的珍珠海竟然就这样错过了。悻悻的回到冲古寺，看着成群的游客和没完没了的雨，决定提前一天，马上下山了。
回到营地，把所有罐头，巧克力都留给藏族兄弟，匆匆的下山了。下山的路风景不错，河水奔腾而下，树叶五彩缤纷，但可能人太疲劳，或者经过几天的刺激，对美景变的麻木，一路不作停留，1：30就下到了山脚。
在等回稻城的车时，又碰到了北京兄弟。听他说路上出事了，车可能要四五点才能到。他张罗着其他下山的办法，我决定一个人到路边搭车。过去了不少自架车，飞驰过我身边，溅我一身泥巴。半湿的衣服冰冷的贴在皮肤上，想吃点东西才想起来都留在营地了。
缩成一团猫在路边，有车经过就有气无力的招招手，心里渐渐绝望了。这时，忽然一辆全顺停了下来，一位阿姨拉开门问：要搭车吗，还有一个位置。
千恩万谢的上了车，开始了我幸福的旅程。车后部塞满了吃的。看我脸色不好，一车人不停的劝我吃东西。那都是些久违了的繁华社会的美食，当我接过旺旺牛奶喝第一口时，都舍不得咽下去，要知道我已经八天没有喝过牛奶，一天滴水未进了。当然，其后的第一口苹果，第一口蛋糕都让我回味无穷。他们是从重庆开车过来，大家都是同事，一路欢歌笑语。
到四点多才看见到亚丁的班车经过，心里暗自庆幸，要是等班车的话，真是要冻死在路边了。 7：30的时候，回到了稻城。
在'自助游之家'住下，若大的四人间就我一个人（30元），坐在雪白的床铺中间，有种重回文明的感慨。去浴室洗澡时，听说稻城所有的自来水都是温泉水。于是洗了有史以来最爽的一个澡。在滚烫的泉水里冲了足有半个小时，渴了张口就喝，水有着甘甜的滋味。然后又用温泉水刷了鞋，真是奢侈啊。
洗完拖着拖鞋溜答到车站买到成都的车票，被告知到7日的票都卖完了。经过上亚丁乘车的经验，我也没着急，溜溜答答的吃饭去了。在一家饺子馆又碰见了扎西，就坐在一起喝酒。扎西听说我回不去，让我先搭他们团的车到新都桥，我想真是得来全不费工夫。原先计划里也要去那，据说是摄影天堂的地方。约好了一早六点在路口碰头，干完杯里的酒各自回去睡觉。
10/5 一切尽在掌握觉睡的很舒服，窝在干燥柔软的被子里，觉得天堂不过如此。一早在路口看见了扎西的车，他招呼着我上车。不想司机冲了下来不答应，理由竟然是搭上我会多费很多油。我被搞的很自卑，想着自己身上哪部分会看上去很费油，是我结实的胸部还是丰满的臀部。扎西很尴尬的站着，我连忙说：没关系，我再搭别的车吧。
一个人在街上晃荡，间或走到田里看晨曦，优哉游哉。九点多的时候，正蹲在路边看公狗追母狗，一辆大客车猛的刹车停在身边，一位大姐对着我喊：免费载人去成都啦。我忙凑到窗前问：真的假的，有这样的美事？ '我们团30个人才来了9个，大家决定回程吸收新鲜血液，带些有趣的人一起玩' ？ ? ! ! ••#••我忙说：我好玩，我好玩的很！大姐手一挥说：上来吧。上车后才知道他们还要玩海子山、新都桥，心里觉得自己的运气实在好的有点过分了。
我现在回想起来，稻城给我最大的礼物就是学会了享受命运。对于每个计划之外的意外都能平和的对待，不再象以前，焦急万分，做各种努力试图把一切再拉回原来的轨道。我发现只要你能跳出自己，从一个旁观的角度看待事件，你会发现命运好象一个调皮的孩子，他时常喜欢跟你搞些恶作剧，开些小玩笑。你看他在安排我的旅程时是多么顽皮，安排了那么多把戏让我又悲又喜。好在最后我戳穿了他的小聪明，不然我非得在稻城急的疯掉或狂喜的象范进一般呢。
车开到了海子山顶的时候，回头望去，神山们努力的将头伸出群山，阳光把她们照的金光灿灿。我分明看见她们目光中流露出的不舍。再见了，神山；再见了，稻城；再见了，那些好心的人们，是你们在我最彷徨的时候收留了我，任我在你们宽广善良的怀抱里胡闹了许久。我愿你们永远健康平安，永远美丽动人，扎西得勒！
10/8大结局考虑到大众口味，投资方的利益。将大结局设计成人见人爱型。
回到成都，接到老板电话，告诉我，她和同事们和我分别了13天后，深深体会到离开我的痛苦。为了留住我，加薪一倍，官升一级。在回上海的飞机上，空姐被我的经历所迷倒，主动留电话给我表示愿意发展正当男女关系。下飞机时，正巧是第一千万个到达上海的游客，市府领导们列队欢迎，胸前挂上了纯金的欢迎花环。大奔一路'污啊污啊'呼啸着回到了我久别的温暖的家。
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作者：xiangdaipian
