Northwest Yunnan --- chasing Roaming (7)
March 27, 2003
Go back a few days are about to happen can be and are unwilling to go in the blanket waiting for the arrival of dawn, I want more experience. Got up early, then bring the camera through the old city's stone on the road, tired, sat on the stone on the road, watching pedestrians, better look at the sun gradually higher, watching the glittering stone on the road to issue light and threw himself to enjoy.
Be good on the 29th morning, a return ticket a few years, only less than two days of the time, now seems the time is so precious. Plan today to go take a look at Lijiang Baisha murals, but also look at the Yufeng Temple, 10000 Camellia, really every second counts of the.
Or to the Red Sun Square, borrowed a bicycle, this exercise is far to be down from the plateau to the beam river far away, thinking to make full preparations for the road. Our destination was the white sand at the foot of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.
Or that part of uphill, but fortunately, in that outside the noodle shop Heilongtan a hearty meal of rice noodle, only effort to end such a long segment to ride uphill. Days are not very good, Yulong Snow Mountain in the clouds looming. Roads are straight and went straight up in the mountains at the foot extend gradually disappeared in the distance, the roadside is a field into the film. Indeed, the advent of spring, and green crops are shaking in the wind spring movement Yi; tall trees in the green of the fields will be Zhiya stretch the sky, in the Yimapingchuan the earth, like a beating of the note; far Department's Snowy Mountains is the climax of this movement.
In the front forks in the road to the White Sands direction, a gravel road will lead us to such a small village. Visited with the previous beam has the same ancient river of the United States, even though the village is small, but everywhere filled with the history of sedimentation. Although a visit to the Baisha murals, was there to enjoy a period of Naxi ancient music, but that feeling is ring up the culture, is to re-describe color history. I also appreciate that natural, random white sand.
Out of white sand, to the snow-capped mountains and move on. Ubiquitous peach, pear surrounded the village, housing is a bits and pieces, in this snow-capped mountains at the foot of, in this blue sky, under, and so harmonious.
Increasing gradient, and cycling has been very difficult, winding mountain road in advance only Tuizhao Ju. Getting higher and higher, in fact, we are already on the Yulong Snow Mountain. The only regret is that this trip is not enough time to glance at the snow-capped mountains to sit along with the ancient city, so this trip may be able to somewhat make up for lack of bar click here.
On the hillside overlooking, Lijiang in the mountains in the extension of the Bazi, is that it is brought up with and her pride, like the vast Lijiang who brought up this side is full of dreams of the land. The strong sun, leapt from the fog, she is more of the variety.
After the turn with a few bends, finally came to the Yufeng Temple. Now is the watch 10000 Camellia season, had heard that in the days before and after, there will be nearly 20000 of the Camellia tea on the opening here.
Yufeng Temple 10000 Camellia really different, it is difficult to imagine the full branches of camellia growing on a seemingly ordinary camellia tree, believed to be heaven and earth aura in this convergence results.
Filled with springtime flowers in bloom in the next is so eye-catching, in this snow-capped mountains, the heart again inflated, and now I believe that mouth breath will be overtaken by the rosy clouds, drifting towards a distant homeland. Take a deep breath between, everything is on the rise, the feeling is to get high, this piece of heaven and earth will be the ultimate goal of physical and mental.
To go back, and step onto a bicycle, in the period of the original cart up the slope on the road to near the speed of downlink crazy. Heart dragging reins Side Mile, endless to vent, if the time has wings, then I will take off from here, I will kind of red bird's eye view it is the land ah!
Only two minutes came down the hill at the foot of the excitement and the feeling of the rest is the heartbeat can not find words to express. Homeward journey are basically slowly downhill, we are in a plateau around the turn of the slide with the road, cars speeding from the side rather than the wind kept across their faces, will be snow-capped mountains behind. We are slowly forward, inadvertently felt helpless we are about to leave here, and the lingering feeling in the drift between the Yulong Snow Mountain.
Baisha town just over the sky was beginning to rain. This season is very little rain, it seems we are very fortunate to enjoy some of the rain, the snow-capped mountains. Sunny day when rain is sometimes just the sun the next rain, beautiful rainbow appeared in the leisurely in the field in between, but instantly disappeared. This is in Yunnan, which is Caiyun home.
Plateau moist air, riding a bicycle, this is a wonderful experience. In the moistening of the heavy downpour, a mood has been nourished to see everything is so fresh it seems, is so gentle.
Back to Lijiang, into the crowd here, once again this piece of landscape has become a member, perhaps many times that there will be strangers in those photos, it is believed at this time I will also be used as a landscape the protagonist, because I have are here, but also because I am about to leave here any more.
Lijiang at night to again descend, surrounded by all of the petty bourgeoisie atmosphere of tolerance, streams of water, or as flowing, nothing has changed at this time of the heart, the heart was about to journey home and hope to be here a long time felt the , listen to the ... ...
March 28, 2003
The last full day, and sleep is still hazy, but I do not want this dream, this is over. Today's plan was going to pull city of the sea, with a balcony in the Tiger Brigade in Guangxi Gap to get to know friends and a local Naxi girl (small and).
In large tankers are a collection of square, small and dressed in the Naxi ethnic clothing, in the sun is so bright, but it's behind the ancient city with the harmony, after all, here and here and here, the sky of the earth had is the fusion of the body, though business has completely changed here, kind of, but that harmony is still the same as the present.
Lashihai go, we take two cars got on a freighter. For the first time on such a car, crowded into a small space inside of the coach, listening to the small and friendly conversation with the local drivers, it seems we have become one of the one in this family of Naxi can feel the is also its own share of the hearts of honest heart. Although the city has been a long time, the heart has been deeply hidden up, but here and found that the simplicity is so kind, so other people happy.
Lashihai is also a seasonal lake, when the winter when thousands of migratory birds gathered here, I suppose is quite spectacular; Shique summer is lush aquatic plants. Lashihai at this time coincided with the beginning of spring, the lake also reflected upside-the sky's color, the lake is dry land, the long-term support in the sun shot down, cracked earth seemed eager to the arrival of the rainy season. Where migratory birds have been flying to the north, and leaving only a small number, in passing the lake, perhaps they are the same as our feelings during that time. This is a very memorable piece of heaven and earth!
Lashihai great personality to grow a tree in the water, and the really strange things, in this tranquil waters abide by stare.
In heaven and earth in this leisurely, quietly passing the time. Our efforts in this city, the beach walk with pull, feel that this time the flow is very delicate. Although time is to end when I brought back the city, but the silence of the sea at this moment is I shift the camera to stay.
Stroll along the beach, pull the city into the countryside, the real rural atmosphere, cattle ruminant relish in the haystack where the; pig who frolic around the sow around with; distance with a dog barking; walls stuck on the door of the red door painting; pear tree in post-high walls to stretch out; the wall was written decades ago, the slogan ... ... everything was stopped at the time as being, in this believe that, despite the passage of time, but here they may not have changed. If you later have the opportunity to re-visit, I will come here and see this time I left footprints and the leisurely mood everywhere declared Sazhao.
Out of the village and entered in a Taohua Lin. The branches of peach blossoms are lush with one of them pink in the distance pull city is a blur of You Lan. And then nothing but beautiful scenery is so, and their heads what? Quickly pressed the shutter, and record this scene, this sunshine, the wind sound, the mood ... ...
The sun should be back in telling us the time, and now calculation, this time tomorrow I will come back to that when the city. Incomparable to the nostalgia in this spread, You Lan's Lashihai Masamori stood at this time the depression.
Back, got on agricultural vehicles. In the rear the vehicle, the feelings of the rural feel. This visit to Yunnan, and essentially all of the means of transportation are sat: the return of the aircraft, road vehicles, the Jinsha River ferry, Ming-Yong Ma, the tiger balcony Gap on foot, at the moment really is rich and colorful tractors ... ....
In the sunset, the last to enjoy the spring of Lijiang, then mixed with a little beauty in sadness, is it sad to leave.
Back to the old town and from here these days are accompanied by and out, and whenever he comes back here, and that the stone roads and the little streams are invariably those of us busy schedule, traveling to meet with people, it is a feeling of home, want to come tomorrow we should leave this "home", and I do not know the right talent to come back. Indeed, feelings were now Words can not express, at the moment only with the rest of the time traveling again every street here in the hope that such memories can go back and rebuild the ancient city of rivers and lakes.
Soon the sun was setting, sitting on the Square Street of the stone. Day it began to drizzle, intermittent underground a raindrop on a jump forward in the quartzite, visitors pass by at the side, while I was in the rain to enjoy a gesture of this ancient city another. Rain Lijiang is working with the same feelings at this time, a touch of melancholy from the road cracks up some streaky stone, floating in the humid air. Mind could not resist such an atmosphere, recalled the 15 days prior to the experience of the mountains and peaks of the clouds valleys, this glacier jian shui, this simple folk customs, as well as with the travel group of partners ... ... really reluctant to everything here!
Lijiang today, the night is so quiet, watching the Chinese Lantern has been, light rain in the Lijiang addition to enchanting, the more of a leisurely, a grieved beautiful. Maybe this God given rain so that I could understand such a city night.
In their sleep, I am still here, together with the vegetative breathing, singing along with the stream, with the same leisurely Choi Wan ... ...
March 29, 2003
Is still the kind of morning, the morning of the plateau unique. Taking advantage of the ancient city of not waking up, we pack up your things, full of memories, journey home.
This is a kind of journey ah? Looked more and more away behind Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, on both sides of the window across from the rapeseed field rapidly, such a question lingering in their hearts with repeated. Maybe I really can not answer at this time, maybe I would use a longer time to experience this journey is to bring all my.
Pro on the plane, removed an empty film box, in the mountains of Bazi, the facing the nascent sun, I will here air, sunlight, rain, emotions, memories packed together up, I would like to take home, with friends They share everything here.
Took off! To when the plane was full of hope, to Shique full of attachment, such Caiyunzhinan, I will certainly come back!
The aircraft will soon be sent to us from the Yangtze River Runs the end, watching the planes flying over a red light, after the dust landed at the airport, where the days seem far away from too far. Only a few hours ago, I can reach out and touch the sky, and now away from. Everything around seem so unfamiliar. In fact, this is real life, but the heart he can not be sure.
On the way home, sitting in a comfortable car, asphalt road is so wide, but inwardly they are still worrying about where the mountain, where everything.
Evening, with the first to come back again in the memories of friends who shared Caiyunzhinan until late at night.
March 30, 2003
Sun rose up, despite the gray air, and that light is no longer pure, but inwardly they are still filled with the sun so bright, it is Caiyunzhinan the sun, which is light in the sky at the end of ... ...
Author: wkvision
