My Tibet Travels (Part Two)
September 27 Lhasa - Basongco - Millington
Morning, went to People's Hospital, next door to that particular shop breakfast. Simple and delicious kimchi, porridge plus steamed buns, and Sichuan proprietress warm greeting, attracted us to patronize every day. As usual, there are Tibetan children come to help me shoe, a dollar a foot, and it gets taken away on the table that we could not eat the buns. Subsequently, the car to enter the People's Hospital, turn full circle, this we have altitude sickness and do nothing for the place. Now, everything is left behind, and we thus leave Lhasa.
Do not know why, a left Lhasa, the sky clouds up on the thick, and the way we walk along the Sichuan-Tibet road and unpredictable.
State Road 318 along the Sichuan-Tibet road had been east, the road the scenery gradually varies from sallow earth mountain, into a mountain covered in grassland, and then scrub forests, vibrant green to leapfrog into the eyes little by little, until everywhere lush. Air is also increasingly in damp, mist thrown up into the rain actually slightest ground pool float up.
The maizhokunggar rest, petrol station opposite the roadbed under a bright yellow eye-catching Yang Shulin was gratifying. Breathe in the fresh moist air blowing, I stand by the roadside to see this piece of quiet in the woods. Strands of rain drift drift in that it feels like a Xijinqianhua the Qingli woman, elegance and good-looking. Lin followed by rain and fog obscure the valley, and the light of the Dai-green landscapes, such as an ink, bring out the yellow poplar leaf extraordinarily delicate fine. Float faint hearts the joy of magnificent Qinghai-Tibet Plateau from here on we have exposed the soft side.
Climbed over Mila Pass, more and more to the beautiful scenery up the winding has been accompanied by the road side Niyang. Dark green river flows like jade, meandering beautiful. In the flat car on the road to open the speed of flight, stare at the roadside to see the scenery around 14 o'clock reached the mouth of the valley into the Bason wrong.
The scenery along the road has been so beautiful, presumably inside the lake even more fame. So hastily inquired into the mountains of the road. That the way clear, calm down before we got into the roadside restaurant to eat Bason Lake fish. Was born in Qinglie pure water in the fish taste very delicious, so that we appetites. However, we paid the price for delicious: eat too much preparation into the Valley, he was told that, due to demolition of a mountain road, Yamaguchi has been closed half an hour ago. Can only watch the mountains sigh of. Provisional decision, today simply went to Millington, tomorrow walk Brahmaputra Grand Canyon. If after the time they will return Basongco luck.
Thus, we have again opened the car back to Niyang side. Not really, not feel particularly sorry, can look at the Niyang Graceful movement in front of it is a pleasant thing. The sun behind the clouds dew out, we drove through the rain clouds enveloped in the plot of his head. The afternoon sun shines on the river, the river sparkling, valleys, swaying piece of oasis in the golden barley, to reflect a piece of their autumn southern Tibet.
Niyang perhaps the most beautiful I have ever seen the river, its serenity and tranquility, and pity people can not help but echocardiography. Car drove through the Department, continued to have the beauty of us pleasantly surprised. Bay, in a quiet pond to stop, Kay said, found a great camera angles. Down the embankment, autumn in the woods row of trees to make dye, falling like a landscape painting of Montreal's golden. Woods edge quietly flowing river, the river the other side of the mountain grassland are still green, mapping into the river seemed rich green water color.
Hu Ting, "Titi Tata," a while the sound of a horse is swimming across the river hid in the woods the other side, its sleek coat came a golden in the sunlight. A good strong build and a beautiful Malaysia! Kay is on one side and shook his head straight into my frown and complain that I am reckless footsteps alerted the horse so that he missed the photo opportunity in vain. I can only apologize to smile, but my mind was thinking how could the picture of man who does! Experience the beautiful scenery, not just visual, but also with the ears to listen to hand-to-heart experience. Back of the photo shoot, shoot themselves if they can go back to that time saw the scene, color, sound, taste. . . , While for others the mercy of how vivid and lifelike picture, extremely rich, and always difficult to really feel and share. Particularly in Tibet, so the blue sky to the limit, so Qinglie to the extreme river, where is the weak capacity can upload photos!
Passing through the border posts at dusk Millington. Check here very carefully, one by one we were checking identity cards, border control card. Fortunately, there is sufficient preparation, according to Xiao Xin's repeated exhortations have been a good start at the border prior to departure card, and 11 which is a detailed area. Clearance card, Xiao Xin remained cautious reminder that the hands of possession of a good camera, do not the idea of moving pictures. Successfully passing a car crossing the bridge, we were constantly pulled away for a moment did not dare stop.
Unwittingly played a twilight fog, confusion to lock the road, surrounded by blocks of video film showing the tall dense forests. Millington, this deep in the mountains and canyons in a small town, in the fog covered with a layer of a mysterious atmosphere.
Overnight Millington hotels, the county seat's only one hotel, the conditions can still be.
September 28 Millington - Brahmaputra Grand Canyon
Chinese soccer team into the early morning watching the World Cup finals the most crucial game. Results backgammon opponent, would definitely qualify, I am excited about the bed Bengdao from the ground, but did not dare disturb the sleeping loud cheering others.
And then sleep for two hours, 4:30 to drowsily on the train set off again. Around the dark, feeling the car walking in a dense forest, pond, or Goukan the ground from time to time, bumpy ground, so that the body kept swinging beat. Occasionally there will be a few light emitted is a forest workers cottage stands alone in the deep and dark, reminiscent of the horror movie of the haunted house, the mysterious ghosts. After a long drive out of forests, mountains lie on the road before, they began to climb the.
Heavy early morning moisture, until daylight pale, the surrounding mountains are still hidden in the clouds of thick fog. It appears that the cloud rains from Lhasa we finally catch up with the head wrapped in a. Xiao Xin pointed caught in the middle of two mountain side the sky, this is the famous Namjagbarwa, the mighty Brahmaputra it turn around a 180-degree horseshoe Daguai Wan, forming the world's first Grand Canyon. Next to the grand gala is the same tall white base peak, climbed over a mountain is India. However, we looked at the Miyun locked in a white mist, can only imagine the majesty of them.
Into the valley in a village, and everyone was wearing the vestibular backyard fence, cattle and sheep flocks, just a few kilometers from each other, winding dirt road speckled cow dung, and the air mixed with the taste of grass and mud.
Xiao Xin recruited requirements lead the way village. Soon, the village chief's son came, and heads is not high, early teen-year-old appearance, shame shame in silence, but picked up our luggage back on her shoulders, stood before us today on foot bag lunch and water . Of course, I am sorry for children to help us pack, just to stop, the village head to indicate that it does not matter, his son can do it on the road are familiar enough, even went with him then climbed over the mountain. And he pointed to the Namjagbarwa hiding behind the clouds.
Sure enough, thin legs Chengqi little guy is good, leisurely way to see him walk in front of the lead from time to time playing the branches Zhai a wild fruit, and we are always behind a few adults. Distance he quietly sat on a rock waiting for us to catch up. Little guy named Nyima, Chinese could understand but that's not very fluent, and sometimes rely on the exchange of gestures. Nima likes to take us to make some shortcuts, such as zigzag wrapping the mountain, he begins with plunged into the middle of the jungle, walking up a hillside to the road on that one. We also follow quite in energetic start to wear after several trails somewhat beyond their abilities, and had to obediently down the mountain slowly.
We are in the mountains come a long way to bypass the corner to another corner to the rain, and always see the bottom of the river valley. Lush jungle mountains, scattered with a few farming families, fields of barley kinds of stacking just put away beaten up. Walking through the narrow winding mountain road, you see waves of green and verdant, the scenery beautiful, as if came into Qingshancuigu Jiangnan. Only farmers erected in front of the tall streamer fluttering flags fluttering in the wind, people remember here is 1000 meters above sea level on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau has.
Meandering paths are not lonely, from time to time the company of animals to come out with us. Hypertrophy of the yak body rash in two straight Leng Leng drilled bushes to stare at wearing red crystal, of strong build smart goat flew headlong into the dense grass jump across the junction. There is a road, a group of small black pig sow under the leadership of joy for us to lead the way to the front dash. Caused by the lively interest they jumped up, reminiscent of the "Agile" word. I tried to catch up, but they actually run. Sigh plateau even pigs can be born so Jianbu! May in turn want to, perhaps, where the natural environment before they reveal the original nature of the pig does.
Lu-yu a scientific expedition team, hire porters carrying a fully equipped, ready to walk three days into the canyon depths. One of them took a small hammer from time to time in the rock samples collected on the敲敲打打. One of the older players told us about, Brahmaputra Grand Canyon found that human beings in this century, one of the most important geographical discoveries. Grand Canyon hidden inaccessible forests in the mountains where bears were extremely rich in natural resources and special ecological environment is humanity's precious natural heritage.
Brahmaputra suddenly appear in a mountain pass in the corner. Came a road in front of a large space, you can Lex opposite canyon, the rushing of the river as a Yin-like crossing the roaring river of water surging from forceful sound reverberated through the valley.
We started walking to the bottom. Hill Road, a turn, the river disappeared, and are unveiled an incredibly vast pastoral pastures, a full golf course a few large, quietly located in the mountains being surrounded. Pastures, crystal-clear creek meanders through, yaks, horses, sheep, black pig, pheasants, all kinds of animals, leisurely drinking water in the river, in the grass chasing food. . .
As if we suddenly walked into the earthly paradise. It is almost isolated place in all the animals, plants, freely grow to be strong, mutually dependent co-existence; all the lives that are the masters of heaven and earth, follow the law of nature bloom Yela endless. In fact, people are just part of Bale. We have come grassland, walk through the stream, silently around the sheep are grazing and the Zhuzai naughty playful, happy mood as simple as a child.
Finally arrived three hours later on foot riverside. The huge rocks stand clutter, watching as the surging Brahmaputra around the opposite side of the Po valley in front of a big bend, but also doggedly ran to the front. River rolling rapidly toward the shore, the waves of rock, crushed All of a sudden thousands of shares of the water column hurling to heaven, leaving only the thin layers of shining white foam.
I looked in front of the magnificent places Yajiang Pentium and before, suddenly felt dizzy, hastened to lie flat to the rock. Rock the sun drying off, slightly hot very warm. Close your eyes listening to the water Yajiang rumbling sound, between a moment, I actually slept in the past. . . I do not know after a long leisurely Xingzhuan, the river is still sound ears. Companions were ready to lunch, then feast on the provisional forward to the surging river.
Not far away, whistling Nima told us in the past. It turned out he found in the rock side of a Lost little lamb. Slender lamb trembling trembling to climb the rock looked at us in horror of these people, know what to do in issuing the fine sound of bleating. Picking it, feel it is still petite body trembling slightly. The sheep must be careless mother put it wandered in here any more. Nima said, we put it on the floor of the shore, sheep and its mother will come back shine. As a result, good-bye to the lamb, good-bye to Yajiang, and we backtrack.
Way back when does not seem to like poetic, and we earnestly feel that the hill on the ground long and arduous walk. The clouds were still heavy ground pressure in the mountains, the air reveals a hot, we have finished all the water is still thirsty to bring the pace getting slower and slower. Nyima, lead the way picked up a stone from the floor suddenly threw the air, immediately above the falls of the dolphin from scratch, Ono peach. T? to the soil break apart into your mouth, a stream of water over juice slightly acid tongue, suddenly mouthful fragrance is really a natural nectar! Kay has also learned to pick up the stones look like Nima throw the tree could be an earthquake can only be sporadic the next two peaches, attracted everyone laugh. So the next road, Nyima see the fruit trees should carry a wild fruit, and we picked up all the way to eat, they do a lot of increased interest.
In the evening finally stop-go to dawdle back to point of departure. The image of the four already embarrassing defeated, tied at the waist coat at random, columns with branches as crutches, panting Bulvchenzhong. Computing time, we have one day a total of over seven hours on foot, walked the hills of numerous achievements can still be.
Mainling night back is still the voyage. When they cross the mountains and forests, we finally beheld faintly in the dark town's star point lights, the exhausted body felt a strong desire to stay away from home.
September 29 Millington - Nyingchi 81
Today, one Lanjue sleep, the body, such as the electric charge as a rapidly regaining strength. Very satisfied with their own on the road in good condition, spirited, energetic, a joint body of each muscle in a flexible and comfortable with each full of vitality. Hard to imagine that he is still sat Office of the front of the computer all day often Toutongnaore guy, all the troubles in daily life chores of the sky in the highlands have become out of reach.
Starting later, we went straight to Basongco. Also along the way by the Niyang. On several occasions by the same road the same river, but the beauty of Niyang always let us relaxed and happy, never lost their appeal. Wandered trickling brooks winding, tree-lined both sides of Castle Peak, the whole road is a flow of green gallery. We invariably think of the "drift." If so beautiful along the river down the waves that would be how wonderful!
On the way had stopped at a shallow side of a rest. I flew into the river ??? Pick up a green water, so cold water permeability over slowly slip through, so that gradually the feeling of joy overflowing heart. Kay pulled over and then must take at this time I shot down: standing mountains, I put on a large Fushi, let them release the long hair flying in the wind. I think I really love their own happiness at that time. A long time there is no such impulse, life in such a wind is flying high, look extremely beautiful. In the subsequent journey home even after the ordinary days, they often think of that moment of their own.
To the valley mouth a Basongco inquiries, still roads impassable, and had to give up. Perhaps this time we are doomed to see Bason wrong, just more than a few days ago that we are destined to see, like Mount Everest. Travel itself is full of a lot of unknown factors, and somewhere its own reasonable arrangement. Although not see Basongco and unfortunately, but I do not have any regrets, because Niyang feel beautiful, is also a full harvest.
From the Bason is wrong with the Linzhi, a short journey soon arrived. Plateau Park, Bayi Town, is the seat of Nyingchi administrative office, aided by the Guangdong and Fujian provinces. Neat wide tree-lined streets, bustling shops and busy, prosperous and developed economies for their goods beyond the extent of our expectations. Had no difficulty finding one in the newly opened riverside hotels, accommodation and prices are excellent.
It was still early, we went to visit the nearby Millennium giant cypress garden. Cooper said to have a long 2500 years, can be said to the king of the tree. Ju-Bo Park, located in the hillside, the ancient sky, quiet profound. No one's garden into the silence, the tall and ancient cypress trees in the setting sun cast mottled shadows. Autumn than at, and even into the branches and leaves swaying dance piece, buzzing sounds, if the millennium tour wizard drag singing softly in the bush.
Look up at the Cooper tree 2500 years of age are not clear at its highest where the dense foliage and the nearby Cooper has been on very intimate terms connected. It is tough and strong roots on the ground firmly tie into the soil, hold up tall and straight sturdy body, carries the experience of the millennium vicissitudes. It is a turn around in silence, watching dry bark rough like old wrinkled face, engraved with the traces of history. More than 2,500 years ago, must have come to the Warring States period of it, this tree is already taking root has gone through a number of wind and rain, to witness how much things change. Young, I stood in the shade of ancient years, a surge of oil, however, l solemn feelings. Who vegetation ruthless? In this land of the Millennium Cooper, clearly there is a god stands for.
Walk the woods next to the slopes, we sat quietly on a stone bench, silent a long time. From a distance, towering old trees shrouded in the sunset of the golden twilight, as if faced with a period of ancient history, listening to a distant legend.
"Tomorrow I am leaving, and really could not bear呀!" Is about to end his trip with first abundance Youde said. Sunshine on his face, body, eyes shining golden light.
Yi Gu my heart suddenly filled with deep depression. Although there is still a long way to go before the Sichuan-Tibet, but the abundance of the first to leave, let me clearly and simply smell the end of the taste. A blink of an eye, the long journey passed a part of it, happy days are always flies too fast too fast!
A farewell dinner for the abundance, and we drank a bottle of red wine. Two days later, is the National Day Mid-Autumn Festival, I took out the cakes specially brought from home, five people in a hotel room in advance that over the Mid-Autumn Festival Shuishuixiaoxiao.
To celebrate the festival but not the moon, even the stars are not seen.
Later, Kay and I walked in front of the riverside hotels. A dark sky, river bank there is no glimmer of light. Surrounded by silence, only the wind and ears to hear the voice of the river flow. Yeliangrushui, I am shivering in the dark Susu, big mouth and inhaling the cold air, feeling Yu in the heart of that sad group gradually dispersed the night sky.
"Leng Buleng?" Side of the Kai in the ears of light to ask me a warm big hands Quan Zhu cold hands.
"Well ~ ~ However, I'm fine." I shiver but surely the answer. Since the happy life's too fast, so more should be cherished every minute ride.
Cuddle in his arms are blowing temperature came, my mind immediately at ease a lot.
September 30 Nyingchi - Bomi
Today, ready for Nyingchi to Bomi, through the famous row of dragon tangmai a natural barrier, known as the Sichuan-Tibet road the most dangerous section of the road. Originally thought that a natural barrier sections must Badlands, face hideous. Unexpectedly, the way it is a beautiful walk, scenery alone America!
Sichuan-Tibet Highway east out of Nyingchi, they began to climb mountains color Zillah. The weather is still bad, low clouds around the hillside to the mountain's contours and dense forest looming in the fog, such as an ink landscape painting. Our car from an altitude of 3,000 meters all the way up to the winding spiral while the 4515 meters above sea level color Zillah Yamaguchi, experience from the sub-tropical, temperate to frigid in three different climatic zones, vegetation in turn from the broad-leaved forest, coniferous forest, shrubs, thorns Change for the moss and the Peak of the desert plateau permafrost.
Zillah pass after crossing the color rapidly down, down to 1900 meters above sea level, to the well-known natural barrier of the Sichuan-Tibet line lots. We were allowed to enter the valley of forest and shade blocks out the sun, poplar, cypress, pine, shrubs, varying shades of green layers full of vision, a variety of unknown wildflowers, grass fungus, gorgeous embellishment on the road to edge. We seem to suddenly have entered a fairy tale in the forest path.
Soon came the sound of water rumbling down the mountain there is a turbulent river torrents Palongzangbu by. In fact, we discovered that traveling on this path is very narrow, the road is the slope and torrential river below. However, there are dense trees block, they do not feel like imagined danger. Body because of the terrain constantly outward tilt, is sitting firmly in my hands are following the outer handrails, but my mind was not the least bit of worry, and even a bit excited. So the face of the window seemed within reach of the river, immersed shouted: "Here I come - I come -" Carter, Xiao Xin sharp eyes had been mercilessly shot came from the mirror, "Hush -" He has done a a silently gesture. I know my slip of the tongue, immediately come to a halt.
To a row of Long paragraphs can be considered as a true natural barrier. Section of the road suddenly without trees, landslides, mountain after the ferocious and sharp exposed rock, like a huge scar on the eye-catching to look to the sky sad Pass. Catch a glimpse of the mountain walk through on the hillside, the side of the paste mountain, the side of the Pro torrent, fast running Palongzangbu River, Riverside scattered wreckage of a vehicle.
Here the mountain is said to pose a very loose from the sand and gravel. Whenever it rains, rain washed the mountains without a trace of vegetation, wood piles used in frame road like a matchstick Side pushed to the foot of the mountain, landscapes tucked constant diarrhea mud stones, routine landslides. Road ban for road here, equipped with a bulldozer, landslides came forward to push a bit slow on the road, pushing part of the above, collapse again, repeated several times in order to open, and sometimes have to be supplemented with explosives to remove obstacles. When car dealers across the danger zone, but also from time to time looking up the hill, otherwise there will be in danger of being hit by flying stones, it is a lingering fear.
We will be slow at this time traveling the road, in such a natural barrier. Before and after a couple of cars forming an alliance carefully jumping in the uneven narrow mountain road. Unfortunately, in front of as many as a big truck stuck in the slope flattening, turning us loose rocks stuck in the side could not move. Truck on the Tibetan passengers have jumped out on foot. Xiao Xin went about road conditions. Running in the Sichuan-Tibet line drivers have unwritten rules, traffic jam Dulu will work together to resolve difficulties when. An uneasy waiting for an hour, we slowly opened the car finally passed this rugged mountain.
In contrast, over tangmai days dangerous section is much smoother. Side of the road repair team erected tents, road repair has been a rather strong. Our line of the river through the valley of green trees everywhere, relaxed and happy.
Yigong bridge over the way they saw a year ago Yigong traces of large landslides. Yigong the original frame on either side of the hills above the bridge was washed away mud-rock flows, it is now only a two Danzhuang bare. According to Xiao Xin said that, when whole mountain body collapse, will be completely blocked Palongzangbu Jiang, sometimes stop the formation of the Great Lakes. Later, the Yigong Road Bridge and the nearby village of Ban all washed away, the situation quite tragic. When our car drove through the makeshift Yigong bridge, I looked at the impact of violent roaring river of boulders scattered across the river,
The ear can hear the rumble of earth-shaking loud. Humans can land on roads, bridges, build their own homes, but in front of the power of nature, still seems so tiny!
Successfully passed a natural barrier, the evening arrived in Bomi. Bomi is located in a typical forest, ringed by mountains, the mountains are a vast expanse of virgin forest, known as the "Switzerland of Tibet."
Roadside hotel accommodation in town, conditions in general, but there have been very satisfied with hot showers. Feng received a call that he had ride back to Lhasa, but also admitted eight Lang to learn, ready to help tide them over with his family to fly back the next day Mid-Autumn Festival.
Lhasa, HSBC has brought back my phone right Lhasa warm sun sentimentally attached.
October 1 Bomi - Basu
Morning, sitting in a small restaurant Bomi He Yu, eyes looking across the room quietly after the mountains. Yesterday, on the hillside around the clouds, today already sank to the foot, thick to diffuse on the trees, houses and front of the street, the air reveals a moist. All King and objects have become misty, suddenly revealed Yingyingchaochuo outline of the cloud rains suddenly was again put away. At this point really appreciate Chinese painting ink and wash landscape images: casual, expressive, a few pens can be plotted a vivid picture, while the front of the scenery is a real expression. I think if I would paint a picture, will stay here today, do not go.
Subsequently, we got into heavy fog in the mountains, heading for the deep forests Gang Xiang.
Staggered opening of the Da Cheng had a rough wooden wooden bridge, came to a small mountain village. Xiao Xin recruited Wizard - village chief's wife took him back, and she continues to guide us along the path entered the virgin forest. Lane really small, looks only to one person walking. We carefully walk through the forest, branches, leaves from time to time across the windshield. A coarse dead wood lying on the ground blocking the road ahead, the car can not go, we started walking off.
Thick accumulation of leaves on the ground, like soft thick carpet, foot to the Susu sound. Drizzle the breeze, we are walking on a stretch of virgin forest green Cang, the grass and covered with all kinds of dead wood on the colorful mushrooms, berries, winding narrow winding path quiet as if still in the hypnotic state, we step step were lightly for fear of undermining the tranquility of this masterpiece. Moist air, forming thin strands of rain drift, a moment Pianjiang face wet, deep breath, the air was fresh and delicate hair sweet. Footsteps walking briskly, and my heart a hint of unexpected joy, as if into a psychedelic world, there will be a front did not know what kind of realm.
Walking an hour later, gradually came a trail on one side of a reservoir, poke leaves, green on the Napian quietly emerged.
This is what a land! All had been seen in the dream of paradise, tranquility, graceful, rich, at the moment on the true impact on the eyes. Full of joy to set out on green green, stroll along the winding shore. Reservoirs gently calm clear reflection of forests and mountains, small-wave micro-lan, the surface of the different shades of green water color, or predictable. Grass drooping leisurely pacing horse feeding, horse big belly Tingzhao see at a glance, "and clothing." There colt and mare came brightly Erbinsimo, intimate to enjoy their grandchildren. Really happy fat horse!
Kay hand and I walk in the quiet grass. Fresh and moist grass and wildflowers infiltrating rain and fog will be extremely delicate manner, the air was filled with the fragrance of soil and grass. We are each other's name over and over again Qing Hu, repeatedly asked, "This is real?" And then smiled innocently. If you want to choose a retreat by the mountains, then I would not hesitate to select here - Gang Xiang, my dream land of peace.
Reluctantly left the Gang Xiang, we continue to open to the east. Sichuan-Tibet line during the road show completely gorgeous autumn colors and charming grace. Canyon water gurgling mountain streams, colorful wildflowers swaying in the shore; hillside meadow full of fallen flowers, red orange yellow green coming up with a brilliant tapestry woven; the occasional waterfall splash, it seems Yinlong hanging mid-air as the momentum of rainbow. Climb over 4500 meters of Anjou La Shan, Qiu Jing beautiful, we are carrying his camera the way a quick photo crystal. Unfortunately, bad weather, heavy clouds low on the hills as if to suppress the fall.
When passing Ran Wuhu poor water color, the sky again later, so I hurriedly by.
Overnight Basu Baima county town, the streets deserted, the poor condition.
October 2 Basu - Markam - Yun Nan Deqin
Today, 4:00 to set out. Xiao Xin said the White Horse is a natural barrier roads, traffic jams make life difficult for dawn scared.
Night in the car sitting drowsily over the Nu River bridge and began climbing more than 4600 meters of the industry, sa. While on the road along the mountainside hovered nearly 2,000 meters, from the foot to the summit, winding road actually Shui 72 Huitouwan, and this is the famous Sichuan-Tibet line, "72 Shui." Does not think the particular bump, maybe we have experienced too many rugged mountain has been adapted to the treacherous road conditions. The dark, sometimes sober, sometimes confused, heard the car stop, that there boulder highway, Xiao Xin ran out to help clean up roadblocks; and then the car, continued on our way. . . So wake up fully, it is days Everbright light, we are moving in the Banda hill grasslands. Yuanwang foot of the mountain grassland, the vast flat terrain surrounded by mountains and forests, surrounded by the scenery magnificent.
Weather conditions have deteriorated, and the strands of rain drift drift drift into a heavy rain poured. We dare not stay long, flew all the way to exit out of this piece of rain clouds. Soon, the sky clear up, and on the hillside showed the rainbow, wonderful hung in the air. This section was my first experience of the "visible weather": vast field of vision the way a group like a tornado Side clouds to the ground from the sky exploration, it must be raining or snowing the hills; and gloomy clouds appear in front of such a light, then there must be not far from the sunny sky. Really should be a sentence saying: "mountain the season, ten-mile different days."
All the way not only experienced when the rain, when cloudy weather, a great variety of terrain topography is more confusing. Driving through the Sanjiang River, transverse mountain ranges, the complex terrain makes changing altitude, if we had a small ant-like climbing a mountain one another, the East Dara mountain 5080 meters, 4618 meters Yala snow-capped mountains. . . . . .
Foot of the mountain is a colorful meadow, along the valley of Cheonggyecheon in parallel with the road, in twos and threes and groups of goats, yaks and slowly pacing by. Pine, poplar, cypress, various kinds of trees in the autumn showed their colors, hill and dale were infected with the bright Autumn. OK to halfway up the mountain, the tall and low shrubs of the forest into grass, the sky dew out of gray clouds suppress the head around in the valley. Yakou on the hilltop and surrounded by only sloppy grass slope and desolate rocks, air temperature has dropped drastically tucked cold wind blowing snow wreak havoc. Passing through a mountain in a blizzard when the Tu Yu, a vast expanse of whiteness covering the road, and only two lines of the wheel is hard to tell faintly printed. We are pleasantly surprised to step on into the car jumped out of a thick snow snowball fights.
In fact, the bad weather has made the road to become unpredictable. Guo Markam were still pouring rain Gone with the Wind, we are the Sichuan-Tibet Highway from State Road 318 State Road 214 turn Yunnan-Tibet Highway. Familiar with the road conditions Xiao Xin faintly revealed the anxiety and worry, "immediately went to Yunnan, like, at least two paths to take. Holds many lessons for loosening of the earth if it continues to rain and landslides, we were stranded on the road." Looked gloomy weather, we decided to race with the clouds, clouds Nande Qin night rush.
As a result, all the way bolted.
Lancang River side of the road because of rain pouring irrigation is no longer gentle, fast running streams and mud rolled roll chaos, the stimulation of water sound reverberated through the lonely valley. Night soon falls, the distant horizon, put away the last ray of bright, we are still passing on in the deep mountains. Big night in the mountains is particularly deep, and we seem to fall into a bottomless black hole. Lamp lit only a few meters, the shapes from the steep rock face, such as exposing ugly monster, so I can not help give birth to a trace of fear, his mind filled with all kinds of strange fantasies. . . . . .
21:15, dark road ahead was finally reveal their star point lights, De Qinmei where the flying snow-capped mountains to the temple. See the lights of a grabbing, feeling as if from another planet suddenly returned to the earth, so familiar and warm.
So far, our trip to Tibet can be considered truly over, the vast darkness of night has entered the territory of Yunnan Province. 4:00 We Basu proceed nonstop rushed Deqin, 17 hours a day mad rush of 680 kilometers, can be considered a miracle.
As the 11 long break, a little flying Temple peak and visitors crowd, crowded with people waiting for Merrill Kaiyan. We are lucky enough to account for the last few rudimentary hotel beds.
After dinner out of the door opposite the night view of Meili Snow Mountain. Fog dispersed, the moon from the clouds in the vaguely exposed out of the snow-capped mountains stretching quietly emerged in the outline of a huge mountain suffused with a mysterious silver was suffocating. This is the second time I came to the foot of Meili Snow Mountain, can not help but think about the previous experience. Feel that they are the heart of a call through thousands of miles to come here again, the way the search seems to be at this moment between the answer. The end of a journey is also a desire to start another paragraph, touched the hearts of the overflow does not know is happy or sad.
Middle of the night dream, Mimeng seem to have heard between the gains obtained Kamiyama white horse hoofs.
October 3 - October 7, Yunnan (Deqin - Zhongdian - Lijiang)
Very early morning wake up, urging the crystal and Kay go out to watch the sunrise. Mist-shrouded valley, as there is a huge curtain, curtain suddenly exposed mountain panorama, peak Kawagebo gradually demonstrate its steep peaks of the Yamagata; suddenly fog again locked eyes a confused, as if never been so majestic scenery. Jinshan not seen sunshine. When the tourist bus from the county to pull group after group of tourists, the fog thicker, and we bid farewell to Kamiyama to Zhongdian go through.
Bai Mang Snow Mountain climb. Bai Mang Snow Mountain in autumn there is no snow on the slopes lush colors, a brilliant Qiujing. Yunnan, Tibet, the mountain than the mountain, one point less ambitious Duoliaoyifen pretty. Bend the mountains more often winding paths of joy after sorrow. Xiao Xin drive into the back of Yunnan is home very much at home was free and easy to open and free.
As the days of hard work, crystal and Kay are in the car again lifeless sleep. I was wide awake, slowly recalled from Lhasa to Yunnan this road bit by bit. Out of the window while speeding over the mountains and forest, in fact, beautiful. Looked so beautiful the scenery is too pure, happy heart gradually give birth to inexplicable sorrow, and then could not resist the heartache, especially when a long way to see an end. Heartache, because I felt most of which had incomparably beautiful deep attachment will eventually leave, such as water over the fingers, grip not live. Do not know if such a low-key mood comes from where the beginning, perhaps because the gloomy sky.
Hunni said, "Life persistent and life absurd. Clinging to life exists in the absurdity of life is tragic, therefore, we are doomed to a kind of inner feeling of being torn."
Torn feeling - in Tibet under the sun, it is natural to put himself into a piece of a spread in the way of the mountain and water. It sat quietly in the car watching the landscape have not me, I have already flowing out of the window like a piece of the flying wind. So, on the road I always will be caught in one such contemplation, meditation or a Huth. To see the scenery is just skin deep, and more will see their own.平日里没有时间没有勇气没有借口去细细追究的问题，在路上便有了合适的机会掏出来见一见阳光，仔细端详。没有对与错，在广袤无垠的天地间，一切可以渺小到了无痕迹，只有神灵在悠悠荡荡，只有心绪在肆意飞扬。 . . . . .
回过神来看看身边熟睡的凯，手仍是暖暖地握着。轻叹一声，这一刻，他只是不能同我一样地看路上的风景。风景于他，只是风景罢了。
下午到达中甸。节假日里到处客满，好不容易才抢到了雪域宾馆的一间客房。晚上随小辛去中甸青稞酒厂吃有名的酸汤童子鸡。味极鲜美！
十月四日游硕都湖和碧塔海。
硕都湖比想像中更为秀丽，湖水宁静，水草柔美。雨中坐船绕湖一周别有风情。真后悔上一次来中甸时居然错过如此美景！
碧塔海却让人失望。安静的一汪碧水已成了众游客的游乐园。只有当和凯两人沿栈道行走于原始森林时，清新的空气才唤回了我脑中的一些美好记忆。
晚上去天生桥泡温泉，洗去一身的疲惫，舒服畅快加彻底腐败！
十月五日到达此行的终点－丽江古城。
仍然是溪水，垂柳，白墙，黛瓦，一样的风景却是不一样的感觉。青色的五花石路和狭窄的小巷已承载了太多的游人，古城变得喧哗而浮躁。
陪着晶也加入来往如梭的人流，买银饰买头巾买便宜的遮阳帽。
晚餐随小辛离开游人如织的古城，去丽江新城一家真正本地人的餐馆吃狗肉火锅，酒足饭饱。
夜坐古城布拉格咖啡馆照例饮酒泡吧，融入古城夜夜灯红酒绿的小资世界。
半夜回宿处，明月当空，纵情高歌，曲终人散前的任性。
第二日早，送走晶。她独自搭大巴去昆明赶飞机。从此，不一样的路。 . . . . .
随后和凯坐在溪边静静吃早餐。突然接到小辛打来电话道别，他也即将开始下一段旅程。
收线后不觉已泪如雨下。结束的时刻如期而至却仍然忍不住地伤心。
日间和凯闲逛于古城，游走在层层叠叠的屋檐下老宅间。久违的阳光照在身上暖暖的，令我又想起拉萨的每一个午后的阳光。
两人跑到黑龙潭的泉水边溯源而上。后山里，找到一股隐在草丛间的地下活泉从石缝中蹦出，泉边插着纳西族的图腾。一位老妇人正虔诚地跪拜，取水，忽然转过身意味深长地对我俩说，“这可是丽江最好的水源。丽江山好，水好，人心好。”
呆立良久。猜不透她怎会对陌生的我们神秘地说出这样的话。也许便是缘分，让我们重又感受到了古城的质朴和美丽。
离开的那一天，再走一遍现文巷，拍下清晨仍然安静的小街，买两幅小画带回去当礼物。坐在妈妈付餐馆的溪边早餐，认真地填写完最后一张明信片：
“十月七日，长达三周的西藏，云南之旅终于到了结束的一天。由拉萨开始，到丽江结束，先难后易，先苦后甜，其间经历将成为永久的想念和回味。
Bye-bye, Tibet!
Bye-bye, Shangrila!
Bye-bye, My dream!”
Postscript
西藏之行用完了我一年中所有的假期。回家后第二天一早就上班了。神思恍惚。
努力地同往常一样和同事们打招呼，想像自己只是周末出门度了个假。抬腿跨上公司车。可是，车里的收音机响起，居然是－
李娜的<<青藏高原>>。
脚步一晃。车动。跌坐进熟悉的座位。
怎会如此巧合，莫非是梦？
闭眼。
高亢嘹亮的歌声又在耳边响起，仿佛再次坐上了越野车奔驰在高原上，蓝天下－
“是谁日夜遥望着蓝天，
是谁渴望永久的梦幻，
难道说还有赞美的歌，
还是那仿佛不能改变的庄严。
Oh!我看见一座座山，一座座山川相连，
呀啦索，那就是青藏高原－”
那就是青藏高原！
二零零二年元月
作者：zhangy_s
