In fact, every one of the people are yearning for the plateau real weak, is a betrayer of the normal things. Not to be welcomed as a destroyer of our daily disguised, disguise, were removed from the crowd and in normal life, 24 hours a day playing with someone else's own. Into the drama too much, between trance, had to forget his own virtue.
However, the 'real' experts in Quweicunzhen, 'normal' has a huge undercover police. Every day they sent groups of, disguised as normal, but not pure love, disguised as normal but it does not pay the responsibilities of marriage, disguised as normal, but unscrupulous success disguised as normal, but neither fish nor fowl of morality, in our side walk, spying on our actual situation; but our acting on these critical professional audience its eagle eyes, the change of the false and ridiculous.
Let us fight and retreat, and we feel greatly ashamed and eventually retreated into the inaccessible plateau. I would thin oxygen Tuotuohe difficult to sleep, surrounded by people breathing, tied me, tied me to tell me that the only person to escape fate is to be cast aside and the elimination of.
Less than five points, Wenzhou businessmen began tossing, and encouraged the people to get up. I quietly work out the courtyard, the name of flashlight went to the bridge. I would like to star in this rare night on Lang, the source of the Yangtze River to make a small deterred. Country Road still van dealings with Tuotuohe arguable faintly in the moonlight, shallow river flowing in the moonlight under the moderate, so that you know what to do, to bring up the rivers of the parents do not know why.
Pickup started, lights dazzling leap. I started my journey to escape like. Town twinkling of an eye was left behind, as those who have been the time to abandon the memory of those left in the night, the sparse lights, in vain to extend its presence in our line of sight.
Five unrelated individuals in a small compartment, the bleary-eyed, serious matters for their minds, only the voices of the air caress over the window with the familiar harsh. Turned a few hills, huge dim moon suddenly Didi De rounded floating above the road in front. The driver of a sigh, slowly the car parked on the roadside. All quiet and just looked at the moon right in his eyes, gentle change. Never thought that the world still has a place, and the moon could be so close, I feel struggling to leap, to reach her soft embrace of the rest down.
Moon speeding vehicle continues to move, behind the sky light up gradually, I kept back and observe and hope that his pace slow solar energy, after we arrived that legendary Tanggula pass. Before the dark sky bright thin line, as if drawn by a sharp blade to open the huge black cloth; and then gradually turned blue black, Hongxia the sky began to mount. Finally the sun as we wait before the arrival will be a broad meadows, undulating hills dyed golden yellow.
Everything has been out a long low-skew the shadow of the sun, you have to sigh the natural wisdom and rich, with only the sun that the only props, the plateau has been numerous changes out of shape. Every second, there is magic in the event of changes. Clouds in changing the color of the lines peak at the changes. We, as a group strayed into a treasure Pride And Prejudice, worry about the Montreal spin, I do not know what the carry away. We are running on the grass holding the camera, rotation, pressed the shutter, for the magnificent plateau of the morning madness.
Tanggula pass the time came, the sun has been leaping out of the clouds, light temper strong. Tanggula mouth was pure snow-covered slopes of soft and gentle. Is not in the towering imagination, but a totally unexpected kind. Get off and take no steps on the Qichuanruniu, the temperature is very low, cold shiver.
Tanggula pass going forward pretty soon to leave the road was finally out of the mountains and started downhill. The front is a large grassland, prairie grass of the bud will be Nennen dyed green. Haizi large and small, dotted the meantime, the ice is not oriented, white and dazzling; lake thawed, the blue deep. Cattle and sheep flocks in the grasslands on the slow-moving, black asphalt road winding forward, no end. Sudden breath of spring, in front of a large turning moment, winter to spring.
The sunlight through the glass is still hot. We began non-stop to undress. Roadside some villages, white walls and red edge, the bright colored flags fluttering in the breeze. Some women fetching water in the stream, and some men in the street riding. Beautiful spring where people, lazy live.
Noon to Nagqu. Tingda of the county, Zhejiang counterpart support for the building, of course, accept the culture of Zhejiang radiation, at least on the street there are many flavors of the restaurant known as Zhejiang. In this type of Guanzi Li ate lunch, of course, no points, such as ring oil eel paste-like dishes. Five had a good talk, have a farewell taste. By Damxung we will have to get off, heading straight for it measures the wood.
Author: xiangdaipian
