That wood measures of snow
In mid-September to Tibet to play, according to plans to Ali, the overall trip was satisfied, the only regret is that Everest could not go hand-touch white snow and ice in order to clean my vanity soul.
All of this I am about to finally left Lhasa before the trip that wood measures implemented.
October 12 and learned that wood measures over the next few days ago the snow, roads have also been smooth, about some affinity for the people, together to this very high in the minds of the status of the Tibetan holy lake to play. Drivers, is a 50-year-old seasoned masters, non-locals, usually draw some painting and live Lonely Ye He-like life, we call him a high teacher, all the way for us to introduce the relevant circumstances "to which the road is for Wood measures Lake next year, newly turn, the Tibetans have 'horse was transferred to Hill, Sheep transferred Lake' message, you can get lucky and merit. lake's fish and shrimp sub-Dragon Legend of the Dragon Sun last year, unauthorized fishing, the lake from wind and waves would be no reason disappeared and the boat overturned. "But the Tibetans do not eat fish are real.
Into the wood that measures must go through a mountain pass, to yang side when the road has no snow, but the path downhill is not the nightside of the ice, a Santana can not be up at the foot of the mountain, we will help them push the car in the ranks, in this environment, the mutual aid situation is very common, thank-you bring us is pure happiness. Looked at blue sky and bright sun; looked at the mountains along the road a foot of snow; looked at Icing road; and looking at the corner of the beautiful wooden measures, we finally decided to go to that wood measures, but also bless the weather tomorrow is also brilliant as it is today, then tomorrow will be back on the road to melt the ice.
Mountainside of snow seems to split the gap, such as pictures depicting nature, full of curves, look at them close, I discovered that all animal footprints, but the author of nature is correct. In the snowy field where people's vision always have the wrong judgments, see Tashi peninsula, close to the foot of the high teacher told us that there are 40 kilometers, so that we can not believe. But the beautiful scenery so we do not have the concept of time, down the pass, we entered a world of snow, surrounded by the snow-capped mountains filled with billowing clouds, gives a chaotic world in turn reproduce an illusion, in the blue sky background appear under the holy and mysterious; snowy grass bare the high point in the howling winter wind and frost in the first dance, the snow off the rest of the sparrows and the sun of the voles, hairy very cute, and some see the cars to look back on the drill holes years, while others are indifferent, as if a Buddha image; there are many goshawk, they are all lonely parked in rocks or on the mound, he saw the car had to stretch its wings, close to the snow flying, elegant It shows the status of inviolable piece of land.
Yamaguchi measures to see that wood is just a small corner of the lake, with the extension of the road, the original Bi-blue silk ribbon in a wide lake gradually up, suffused with the radiance of the sun, then wood measures 1,300 square kilometers, 4700 meters above sea level the lake mainly by Nyainqentanglha mountain snow to add, clear and cold, the breeze blowing broken waves, the shore is not a common sand, but the gray stone shore reefs, even a small sharp features are all about, showing his divine and exclusivity. Consistent with the other holy lake shore of the streamer and the thick Mani Dui, represents people's hopes and wishes.
Tashi peninsula, there are many caves and rock paintings, said that the cave is also home to some of ascetic people. Wood measures that beautiful sunset, when the sun move closer to the sky and the water phase partitioning of snow-capped mountains, the snow-capped mountains on top of a gradual convergence of the clouds like a grand welcoming party, also approved on the golden clothes, changing to different positions, sunset in clouds looming, this climate has gradually infected with the clouds around the horizon, everyone works together in the most beautiful and richest colors to compose a one movement.
Plateau dark quickly, the sun a downhill, the West sinking, the brightest star could not wait to jump out, as if to tell people it does not mean the dark night, hopefully, will live eternally. Tashi Peninsula, accommodation conditions and almost pastoral, there is no electricity, the use of gas lamps and candles. After a simple dinner, the temperature probably had been below zero, and looking at a crescent moon and the sky of stars, a quiet, no noise. I try to find the road known constellations, the North Star, Cassiopeia, Cepheus, the Star is too bright, and Milky Way have become not very obvious, others I can do nothing. That wood measures the change in the starlight deep.
Suddenly from a flickering candle in the room came with a wonderful voice, I am curious approached and found the two girls singing the Tibetan fourteen or fifteen, on the ground a little boy dancing with the rhythm of singing, I gently the door into the master invited me to sit in a warm bed, the little boy see someone come get a little shy, I used the new school of some simple Tibetan and their communication, that the little boy was two years old this year, called Tenzin I have the rhythm with the music for him clap his hands, Tenzin quickly jumped up again, while they come in two foreigners, it is a lively, dancing together, and Tenzin, Tenzin was very excited, but also learn to rotation, the atmosphere becomes heated, there is no ethnic and color, language barriers, filled with the same joy and warmth. Play for half an hour, think about tomorrow, but also get up early to watch the sunrise, we say good-bye to his room and rest.
Wake up in the hazy, gray out the window, the feeling last night and were not really cold. Take a look at the table has more than 8:00, and quickly drilled sleeping bags, dressed ready for the sunrise. Opened the door, I did not think the present is a situation. The door is more than a dozen centimeters thick snow, housing, car, road full of vast expanse of whiteness, the sky was thick cloud cover, but also faintly fluttering like a small grain of rice seeds of snow. How can so, I half surprised half regret that the weather is really elusive plateau, originally intended to read the sunrise and then circle around the Tashi peninsula, to visit the mysterious legends and culture, seeing would be defeated. To see someone not get up, listen to the high teacher said perimeter of the peninsula also two hours, I decided to go on a safari.
10 meters to go out on the road was snow covered all the lucky stones to the shore is relatively flat, no puddles, so be careful can still walk. Turned a corner, there is a line of dogs shallow footprints, there are a few to get up early twitter of sparrows hopping in the snow. Foot of the mountain there is a hole, the hole half a man how high stone wall, Dongding rock has been smoked black, but he still hanging streamer approached to listen to, from the inside, came a clear recitation sound; did not bother , move on, I found a painted wall, and broken statues, there is worship of the horn; top of the hill of the crow kept the call and a cliff on the snow to melt frozen icicle sharp and transparent, the heart gradually become pious and sacred, That wood is still beating the measures of the lake shore reefs, because the snow did not change his rhythm.
No foot of snow to continue marching forward, when I move closer to turning a second time, from the rocks on the lake behind the sudden fad for whirlwind, roll the snow up and over the reef, blown to the Peak, the Peak of the product Xue Yang up, and instantly the front of a vague, huge snowflakes falling down around me, I dare not move forward or back, the fierce ideological struggle, the wind increasing, does it mean I have violated the gods, perhaps they should not to understand his mysterious, I believe that fate, in a natural in front, I must admit your own insignificance, I will not insist on its own, I walked back to the years when the road.
Is also strange to return to accommodation, everything, and before, and even exposed the west sky blue sky, snow-capped mountains into a golden yellow, the original is a brilliant sun, showing his unparalleled, ubiquitous, can not be ignored majesty. The blue lake is like bright eyes, snow-covered plateau, in this white world, maintaining a kind of the clear, rhythmic waves of beautiful sound tells us that his inner freedom and happiness.
High teacher to see me come back, they told me not to indiscriminately go, due to bad weather, we can not wait until the afternoon of the planned departure, we must now go, otherwise the snow seal off, trapped in the lake a week is possible. He has contacted the four vehicles left together, so that there is another way to anaphora. Heard the seriousness of the situation, we have no objection.
10 am, our team set out. Lu has been concealed, and only in accordance with the driver's experience and spacing of signs to go, the speed is very slow. Snow burst of emergency relief a while, burst There was a nothing, such as a thick cloud cover, cover over our heads, the distant blue sky clearance so that we slightly relax the heart, began to talk and laugh together. Suddenly, our car out of control, rushed down the embankment, summer teacher let everyone do not be afraid, do not move the car out of 4,5 meters and stopped, we hung the heart was down, it felt scared, thanks to drenched with water slide into the grass rather than really lucky. Nevertheless, more than one foot of snow has also enabled us to make an effort to make carts, or behind the car a few foreigners to help it return to the road. Inquired about the high teacher, I discovered that the roads are slippery, a transmission, the car had good control, so you just hung a file to open slowly. After this incident, we do not have a good mood, everyone sat neatly. Moving slowly in the wind and snow in the team have encountered uphill or turning, drivers get together to discuss the road approach, in this case, it demonstrated the importance of solidarity.
It had been almost 12 points to the foot of the mountain, we encountered our most do not want the difficulties encountered. Yamaguchi 2 km away from the mountain road is smooth and thick snow below the ice hard, because yesterday the frozen snow at night, cars can not go up. Helpless, we only down the car only slightly steep forward face some of tens of meters can not move forward, and we had carts, we find some land, some looking for stones, some of the "drilling", show car mats, old clothes, car a little bit of movement, we have snow on the road Gunpa. I am okay, since it has stayed for a month, more compatible with the car a few people are more miserable, just arrived in Tibet a few days, busy for a while there the altitude sickness, it is painful, of course, we all know that in this case , we must unite, we must insist that our mutual encouragement, more than an hour later, a vehicle forward a few hundred meters. In our difficult times, across the road down a few people, the predecessor to go a few more car drivers, they have climbed up. Some drivers get together to discuss the methods, but fortunately, the car finally came to their help yourself move forward, and we watched the car into the away step back three steps before they feel the whole body of effort has just had an overdraft, and edge side break away, more than 1 km mountain walk for an hour, of course, space can also tell jokes, just said that carts are too Buqian Cheng, why not knock heads and other body length, or someone to help in early.
Have 2 points to pass, and think about 4 hours 40 kilometers away, think about the way the course, think we should bid farewell to those wooden measures, although there are too many regrets, there is no bypass Tashi peninsula, have not seen the day out, there is no insight measures the green wood go there look, but I saw the snow to see the true nature of the snow-covered plateau, the feeling of the land of mystery and experience to "revel" in the meaning people feel each other's unity, Lotte Tibetans feel the pure spirit. That wooden measures, I like it, I will come.
From the pass out of the way the snow has been thin in many places began to melt. When the line to the Qinghai-Tibet Highway, the majority of days have been clear up, as if two different sky.
It measures the mysterious wood, it measures the beauty of wood, then wood measures of snow, white clouds set off the next peak of the holy Nyainqentanglha, this is a story, a legend, one of the world, a fate.
2002/10/24
Author: zhbld1
