July Dangling (Concluded)
July 14
Middle of the night, awakened by the voices of the rain tent.
Opened his eyes, only darkness. In addition to the rain Li Li Xi River Xi River is the sound of his breathing. Although the ear, but can not hear heart sounds.
Morning wake up, the rain does not seem to a smaller mean. Thought to be driving in the rain, and my heart unexpectedly there is a ray joy. I stuck my head out tents, rain water is very cold, skate cheeks. A kind of feeling of being kissed.
Hot springs, such as noisy last night is still a dream girl, quietly. Looked at a distance, mist transitory man, whirling blur. Suddenly there is a wish to close the idea, but is afraid of disturbing her sleep. I can only afford to look a few seconds, not sigh.
7:20, Lao Meng has finished packing tents, but added Liso. I caught cooking pots to fetch water to prepare milk, water is extremely biting. Both hands of the water thrown over his face, took a deep breath, look around, it is necessary's gone.
Old son of an excellent kitchen potatoes available, a short while water has been opened, powdered milk pour in, hot milk fragrance began swimming in the rain the air. Points a bit hard tack on the milk can be considered breakfast. High it is a poor appetite and drank a few mouthfuls to give me. Although worried about her body, but no other way. Fortunately, not far down the road should be able to support too.
8:30, finished packing equipment, garbage collection camp and began descending.
Down the mood is not affected by the impact of rain is very easy. Unfortunately, he will not sing folk songs and will not whistle, throat tickle, and had to try to suction outlet, as if would like to stay here a little flavor in their own hearts.
The rain forest fresh anomalies, the air wet Lulu, and filled with flowers and taste. Rain and fog in places far and near afloat and would like to catch up with a handful of Pengshang.
Quiet, occasional bird call and a very, very crisp.
Sometimes the road to yesterday, when they are off to the wild flowers, yellowish white, and, after a night alone zero.
One and a half hour later, the rain has unexpectedly stopped, the sun had a vague position behind the mountain side.
Zhuanguo Wan, Forest Farm will be at hand. Looking back to see the road behind, and my heart was suddenly occupied some strong nostalgia. I do not know when, will, and what kind of person, and then come back here?
First I arrived at the high and Minmin also spared no effort on the grass in the forest before the camera, all refused to take a wet underwear. With a smile say hello, and enter the forest, replacing wet clothing. Sunshine has been covered with earth, warm, people-Ran cheerful mood. One way or another Laomeng out the door with the group of the high and Minmin photographed. Or would like to keep what we have worked hard to put on a variety of positions, funny, Bai Ku, the Innocent, flowers fancy posts.
Almost ten o'clock, all the players have arrived, left right, etc., etc. but there is no caravan to come back. Children through this gap, we sat in twos and threes sun dam house, and village gossip. Driver Nabl and we leave each other phone, I advise this cheerful guy can make some money and a change is not a good car, we can come back later to find him. He tells me very interested in the MP3 player, to tell him very happy. I laughed and said this thing to you, but chartered to the Let's province. , He is busy MP3 back to me, mouth of the Nene. Laomeng the side laughing, that I am satisfied that under the old and rotten to the drug.
Fast 11:00, and finally heard the sound of horse's Dingdang. Caravan returned, everyone else was busy up will be equipped with unloaded, they found that high and my bag all wet. A water-soaked as to be almost no way to pack a heavy moving, casually asked how going on. This know that in the way back, a horse fall down the bridge. Turned around a look, and sure enough, when compared to the less one. Village head's son, explained that the road was slippery, horse fell to the bridge, directly on the die, and Fortunately, packets are robbed from the river up.
What we do puff Liang Qi, yesterday, had also self-Happy and old potatoes so for a horse to ride, but fortunately, no What's the matter. After this idea, but also thought of caravans earned hundreds of dollars they lost a horse, do not know what the mood. Heart felt apology apology, and can only be good words comfort. That has lost the horse guys, standing next to the silent, his face filled with sadness that we can not read.
Finally Zhuang Wan things, cars began to mobilize. Forest of people Wai months and we bid farewell to the car. Chang an honest look at the smiling faces, we can only energetically waved the only loud with spoke good-bye, only in the heart silently blessing.
Scenery back, such as the film constantly disappearing scenes, tree farms, slowly disappearing in our retina. I do not know when it will return asking for too much here, everyone's mood suddenly ran some of the dark. Few people in the car to speak, but then sit and see the window eye-catching green.
Opening moment later the car suddenly stopped violently twitch or two. We down a look, uh, with a bridge made of logs tied up after the car has been cracking under the weight of China and Pakistan have been the right rear wheel cars deep fall, simply can not move! A river seems to be laughing at us, with impunity torrents. Watching this scene, we are almost certain despair, which can how to do,?
Lao na is calm, dragged from the car jack and other tools, called several of the local people with the car and start working.
Lao na First crawled underneath the right rear wheel with the jack to jack up some, and then and a few people in the bridge with a large wooden Shen Youcu You will tilt the wheel of some; and then climb up the vehicle and the jack booster after the top of the wheel is high; they crawl out, and then the wood will be higher the wheel again Alice. So several times, finally trapped under the wheels out of the entire top deck! Well, here put it so simple, you can not help another side of us watching, but that each was worried the cold sweat!
The bridge was finally repaired the car again started to move. Re-grow our breath on board sat down on the ability to deal with problems old and satisfied I really admire the extreme. Lao na they smiled: "This did not have to Shazi. We have had more and dangerous things happen!"
Car continued to approach, but also to large mulberry. Sudden gratuitous days to rain, this Qingqing was very wise, direct off, saying that in front waiting for us. Rest Daoshi insist on a seat on a dead pig is not afraid to open Shui Tang's rack. But the fact is not the case, listening to the car screaming, you know, a lot of people, such as self-Happy, but a "dead duck, mouth so-called shell hard"!
On the way back, there are temporary car Tibetans, tells us that Pakistan at the end of trouble, and the sudden tear up a beautiful valley debris flow, dozens of people were killed. The news so that everyone's heart very nervous and I Laomeng began to remind everyone to place phone has signal immediately calling their families报平安. For a time, the car was breathing with some heavyweight.
Approaching Danba, mobile phones have a signal, we began to contact their families. Explained, blaming, wide heart, easy, and finally all is well!
4 pm, we finally returned to Danba. To save time, we decided to directly return to Chengdu. I Laomeng calculation of the Council, no music, maybe you can arrive at noon tomorrow, so have the opportunity to work in the afternoon bar (you know, because each unit of special reasons, we need to catch up on Monday to work ah, otherwise, a word and suffering!).
Return it is surprisingly smooth, almost no traffic jams. Lao Meng is still strong, and the driver exchanged the drive, we are talking and laughing for a while to eat anything for a while, and then flew around to sleep. Happy and high self-as long as there is a spiritual return to discuss how to eat after the issue of by, kicking up across all thirsty side of the mad Tunkou Shui. Minmin and the ripple of the most realistic, a word, sleep!
Time does not seem sad, 15 8 am, greeted the city's landscape, long-distance run around the us, has finally returned into the warm embrace.
Where to meet, and from where the good-bye. Rushing back to me and Lao Meng had to rush and do not. I do not know how to play, I do not want to face this scenario. I just know that this moment in the past, they never come back. I think ultimately, I smile, pretending to be easy with you unless waved.
I think we are to escape it, escape it, to cover up bar.
Today, when I sit here quietly and disorderly in turn looked at pictures, think of those who have unless friends, feel a little joy to grief.
Happy so easy to, but also so easy to go. Recalls hanging in the windowsill in August, the wind shaking
Author: Ye Village Cardiff
