Sichuan and Yunnan Travel Notes (Part Two)
Southbound Kee
Our previous life agreed with the walk through this world,
His life will not be idle time, never toward it spring.
Greeting the horizon of the sunset, let us dance in the wind,
Through the midnight stars, let us dream of traveling more exciting,
Until the last moment, melting into the warm sunshine.
In the final moment, over this vast world,
It flew over the mountains and that white sea of clouds,
It flew over the external green fields,
It flew over the vast blue sea and sky,
To fly to those warm spring ... ...
- Xu Wei "Swan Tour"
Many people ask me: Why go wandering? May not be called homeless, you can say is travel. I do not know how to answer. Had wanted to? Because of unemployment? Because the money another busy? Or, just想出去走走. I just know that in my humble appearance, the delicate temperament of my cover, there is a unknown wild surging in the conflict. It is always calling me into red-hot burning passion, stretch wings, chasing after your own freedom. Perhaps because of his father's inheritance, which in my blood flowing with this longing for wandering, hoping to meet more short-lived life of a miracle. However, all the previous years in the twenty-three years, but have been suppressed, has never been so clear in consciousness to occur. Until, until, I met the first man in life. Was his wake-up call of my life hidden deep in the wild, to abandon all reason of repression, as he allowed. Accumulated many years of passion, once the outbreak is that no outside force can stop to spontaneous combustion. Then, happy degenerate, wantonly squandered. In listening to his story of walking the world, I felt like the blood is also surging fiery and wanted to break away from the stifling prison of the city invested endless wilderness. Natural, free, snow-capped mountains, grasslands, Tibetan ... ... these words of the spell as a magnet facilities, so that my heart throbbed with whom forever.
Although everything has been burned, and his exhausted, became Cheng pulls past. But I like feeling his way, after all, he helped me discover a true himself, he let me experience the true meaning of life, so I was poor and uninteresting life has become so radiant, it is worth a try Zaiqu to aftertaste. And stories of life was exciting, is not it?
First stop: Lugu lake 24 km away, came from Sichuan, Yunnan. Two in the afternoon, I walked into a large fell into the water, this has become a veritable village of commodity society. The morning sun or a warm and Shu as thoroughly, and was already the afternoon clouds arrival time. Yunnan to Sichuan than the open lake, but the water was gray, coupled with the many tourists along the pier, the entire village is rife with Yi Gu tacky. To get the evening, night downstairs Shaokao Tan business, noisy chaos, selling girl and male tourists Sweet Degeneration of dialogue in one sentence the air, and disturbed in their sleep, and if so many, so I did not leave the Lugu Lake in Yunnan and vice versa.
If there is worth mentioning, namely, that the lake a lake thinking Chaya.
Chaya's boss is trying hard to built a small exhibition area of Moso culture. They go to customs and the remaining mountain village, shooting a large number of pictures a true reflection of life, Moso, and then coupled with refined simplicity of the text, describing a "woman of the man at the end," the original natural form, let us passer-by, in the more short period of time be able to see the glimpse of leopard spots, a rough understanding of the Mosuo such a stunning color and have a mysterious customs people. Mosuo may be known to the world's last remaining matriarchal society, and their worship, religion, and customs are very interesting, and funny thing is love for adventures and Lieyan the world, only "walking marriage" special attention.
The original state of the Moso tribe, his grandmother in the absolute authority of the family, there is no restrictions on marriage, men and women is completely voluntary and integrated, discrete. In their society, a woman provoked the important task of supporting the family, while men live a very Happy, there is no pressure, no burden to bear, of course, there is no dignity. Contrast, modern society, men have the responsibility and pressure, Huodehenlei. But perhaps out of the accumulation of thousands of years of male leadership, in addition to their set teeth Kangxia this huge burden, we will develop a test of the status from the show of wealth and keeping and feeding the male lover, etc. to show the strength and dignity. Because many external factors, they also appear to be more tired and more powerless. With a sense of responsibility is more like a man, this is the right man in modern society under the leadership of the inevitable psychological. The economic base has always decide everything, and change in the matriarchal society, women will be tired for a living, while in the role, she must also be a dominant position, the Empress Wu of that era, women were not also influential everywhere "Kanaya Tibet arrogant "manner?
I especially like the legend of the goddess on the Gorm. Goddess created the universe, including men and women. Her love of freedom and a better life, happy marriage in the human walking to help male A Different Note (lover) to solve problems. Always felt that "walking marriage" is a fully respects the custom of human nature is human nature to pursue a kind of emotional attitude free. There is no ethical or moral constraints, only the liberation of the body and soul to the happiness, which is an immense attitude of pure, natural, forthright and sincere. However, we can not possibly forever remain in the original state, changes in social patterns, there are always some so-called moral order to control people's nature, the social machine was able to operate normally. This is a contradictory process, the development of technology, material abundance, it seems that more and more away from the freedom of the past; while the other hand, worry more and more, thought more and more poor people away from the free state again like a gradual distanced. Now Lugu Lake River, "walking marriage" are degenerating into a wretched men who have been actively talked about the "one-night stand", it is particularly sad that the local young girls were also taken for granted that the custom of their ancestors left behind is one such even may be a gimmick to attract business. If the goddess of Gorm is still, as I do not know what would like to.
Quiet and outspoken of the Lugu Lake is beautiful. But precisely because of the influx of tourists like us, the ugly side of the lake has become a place. Love can become a commodity, folk have become a victim. A qualitative change of national customs, how to look is disgusting. Live a prosperous and comfortable life, whether to the simplicity and innocence never came back for the price? Perhaps we should all withdraw from these visitors, but also their purity, tranquility and nature!
Lugu Lake is not a place where people relaxed on the living conditions and methods of gender always in the minds of thinking. As long as the differences between the sexes is still in love on the will were defective. Ah men and women to maintain well-being is not easy to do multi-piece, try a change of the angle of the other side, try to understand the multi-point bar.
Second stop: Lijiang earthquake in a disaster out of a tourism gold mine, God is again fully demonstrated its equity. Lijiang's name first of all gives a wonderful aspiration, media stir-fried and took it up into a laid-back stretch of the petty bourgeoisie paradise. The ancient city under the snow-capped mountains, quartzite Road, ancient residential areas, Naxi ancient music, all kinds of bars, steady stream of visitors ... ... yearning for self-Lijiang, right? let's go, get going.
To leave the Lugu Lake, but also the way in the huge transfer of heavy mountain ah rpm. I first have to wait until dusk, and sudden exposure to a beautiful mountain plains. Tender shoots of green, golden yellow flowers of rape was a film to open roadside willow green bloom, clean white wall of the Naxi houses will Tantoutannao way out a bright camellias. Just like southern spring, water Lingling, and reveals a charming and feminine. Walking through the Old Town of Lijiang, in front of every house are small bridges, Luk Lau Cheng Yin. Walked in, the same color of the Mu Lou enclosure, a small courtyard where flowers and luxuriant Rui, Yan Xia bu ming turn, hospital child suffered a small dog pet cat, Sahuan sharply. This leisurely and carefree mood of the living environment is full of infinite Daoshi I aspire to. But too many tourists and pervasive business atmosphere, made me the impression of Lijiang, greatly reduced.
Come all this way to Lijiang, as if not born, not to the Yulong Snow Mountain. Now it seems that this is really a mistake. In addition to the high cost of ordinary landscapes, there are a lot of unpleasant things. Are not allowed to climb mountains, and could only squeeze a lot of riding, or take the cable car tour, on the 3,800-meter Maoniuping. Yulong mountain peak is not enough tall and straight 13-Jun the United States, no spectacular imagination. Early April weather, the wildflowers are still buried under the soil does not rise, only hay, endless subtilis. Maybe I'll only say that the season is not good, but the cable car ride down the mountain, the two women inside the cable car in front of tourists constantly eating snack food, plastic bags of what readily go visit the following evergreen forest tsugae throw, red bag Gone with the Wind In the dazzling jungle, it is garish. I am exasperated, and says loudly: "to come to a place like this, but also care for the environment to learn it." They not only turned a deaf ear was also more Huan lost, and angry and I really wanted to give them chew each mouth sub-sets of the race! Not only to enjoy the landscape, and trouble please respect what Mother Nature, but please respect yourself, we can see the green, not enough for what?
Yufeng Temple, perhaps I only feel happy in the Yulong scenic places. 10000 Camellia opened to old age and, but the next fifty years old who guard Camellia, has aroused great interest in me. The elderly have been more than 80, and ravines filled with vertical and horizontal faces of love and peace. His ear does not help, only a slight smile to see me lonely woman asking questions, but also obediently walked camellia tree, I photographed a rare occasion to remember. I could not explore, what is it that makes him such a stride, the 50 contained in the Huakaihuaxie seen, but from his expression, such as mountain-like calm, we see the dedication, but also a historical-like dignified beauty.
Less able to tolerate those "famous" frivolous. Scenery is good is a matter of opinion, but once the reputation soared, but also in massive construction projects is all sorts of pretexts, and they really have the ability to get hold of heaven-sent treasure beyond recognition and look horrible. Looking back on the night of Huangshan is always flooded with Kara OK and dances; Think about the farmers in Zhangjiajie shocking level villa, there are many, many more are being developed and is being degraded natural wonders, I only felt a weak sad. Traveled the world, reading over the mountains to pursue our dream of freedom, but indirectly, we have become accomplices to harm nature.
Lijiang at night is a Ming-yan and ambiguous with the. The city is not as much as three bonfire party, fun to make you feel dizzy and upset; but Bar Street was lined with red lanterns, the whole placed on Lin Lin Yuquan river down is also full of Flaming temptation. And the inn Chushi partners sitting circle, a few glasses of beer, a sea-pass quackish chat, simple happiness is easily distinguished guests, ladies. Oh, if a place can feel the pressure and distress of life, so life was not so sad it? So, let us wantonly a bar, Dadanaonao, Yueyuexiaoxiao, like most familiar friends like intimacy, but the next day is Gebenqiancheng.
I was the person who too hastily. Can not be in just one or two days to seize the charm of Lijiang. If you change to make it clear a little sentimental delicate ears, and intoxicated with the dream in Lijiang, the fine art flower, a cup of tea, touch of mountain micro-cloud, a tile canopy lowers cat is no longer imagine state of the United States.
Third stop: Zhongdian (Shangri-La)
Write down the station names, repeatedly revised several times. Zhongdian to me, to a greater extent to the tiger is just a hop from Lijiang Meri transit point. Experience is inadequate, but here I decided a lot of travel, can not be on hand as the wind blew, is negligible.
From Lijiang to Zhongdian about five hours, arriving when it is noon. Zhongdian grab the "Shangri-La," the reputation, increasingly Yiqi high spirit up. Two main roads next to the same color of the new Tibetan architecture, Hongyan of dripping eaves, big painted trapezoidal windows, in the plateau under the sun with impunity, the idea was very bright and full harmony. Wear national dress of people here, but not many, although the black and red face has been clearly marked on their identity. Restaurant entrance was selling Tibetan mastiff, huge, hill-like lying on one side, eyes, but full of gentle and burnout. Casually ask the price, only 100 yuan.
One afternoon time, they can only go to the nearby town of Songzanlinsi and Napa lake. Songzanlinsi built on mountains, large-scale, many monks. As the county seat, like everywhere renovated complex built in the main hall murals line exaggeration, generous gesture, and the Central Plains temples implicitly vary vastly rigorous style, full of dripping Earned the exotic. In the temple freely twisted my surprise, saw a group of labor with little monks, laughing and joking catch-me, and in general the same as naughty children. This is the most people's lives is the most touching scene, Buddha said that all creatures are equal, happy nature, he served as a means of cultivating what is the so-called commandments can not be denied, obliterated.
Napa lake is a very small grassland, but also said the office is worth little, and only riding on horseback on the soar of that few seconds, only clouds the extreme pleasure!
As for the Bita Lake, Bristol Valley and other famous scenic spots so that one has already decided to give up. Do not say that I absolutely, which is clearly silly, and so wrong But why a repeated offender?
From the Deqin back, he returned to Zhongdian linger for a night. This time, living in somewhat remote youth hostel. With his older brother pea owner beard, and conversation on the do not see any way out of his soft Wenxiu from Hangzhou. Talk funny, amazing capacity for liquor, natural eyebrows Yi Gu Big Brother style. The bar at the youth hostel and I have never met before the Mix who freely talk about different places. The weather a bit cool, but a few mouthfuls of fire-like highland barley wine continues, warmth on the忽忽land swarmed, the red cheeks vague shapes obviously eliminate eliminate the fire, wanted to come is also exceptionally glamorous glamorous. Pea brother said: "You will forget the people here, where the landscape, where all of the experience, but you will not forget the taste of my highland barley wine." Although life is like a floating weeds, floating and sinking unsolicited go, but the Taking advantage of revelry of the overnight total is still talked about pleasant. We are all alone in Sheung Road to the travelers, lonely is our figure, so this kind of warm nights can lead people to readily intoxicated and, after the night was sadly Hunxiao.
For Zhongdian, I did not leave a good impression, overall think it is to live up to the "Shangri-La" This elegant and phonology, the World outside the xianyuan reputation like. But because of this warm hotel, its owners and tenants, as well as Aijiao cats and dogs, I feel very happy.
4th Station: Dechen, "miss the stars, can not miss the moon," Tagore's poems, point out the person's Eros greed, Chilian dedication. I admit, for travel, for the beautiful scenery, I completely lost resistance, because the book was a "No on Deqin, you may miss the whole of Yunnan's most beautiful and most magical snow-capped mountains," a feeling of inexplicable worship and expectations, business resumed.
Shuttle is in the mountains walk through, benzilan bend of the Jinsha River Po of the Road, still eastward course. Breath of spring very strong, and with the car Gaokeng distant Tibetan Tibetan singing songs. Seven-hour drive all the way songs are accompanied.
On the way, music is the best partner, despite the train's sound seems as worn, but did not affect the performance of a broad plateau force heroic love songs. Landscape galloped over in the car window, music flows like springs as Xintian. In the lonely time, burst into singing it, this is our only strength.
Climbed over the snow swirling, fog blowing in the white Mang Snow Mountain Yakou, the Tibetan people would be prepared to a good style of paper horses thrown out the window, which they pray to the mountain god adopted, and Yu bon voyage. I saw a lot of human conquest of nature "magnificent feat" can only be silent smile. The more mysterious, more dangerous, the more difficult to obtain, the more we can stimulate people's vanity. Available later, can only be reduced to being abandoned, was worse Lin's plaything! So, I hope, some snow-capped mountains never to be conquered people, and some geographic and never to be involved in human. For example, let me sigh, the wait senselessly stare - the Meili Snow Mountain.
Have seen a picture: clouds shrouded the Tianyu among the Meili Snow Mountain Peak Prince suddenly from the cracks in the clouds exposed, there is no going up the foundation, which are like the miracles out of thin air and now, sitting in the the clouds above the earth turned its petty extant. "Sun and moon trip, if out of which Xinghan brilliant, if its inside out."
Meili Snow Mountain in Tibetan Buddhism ranked first among the eight Kamiyama, Kawagebo peak elevation of 6740 meters, because the Peak is bad weather, snow and wind changes, has not yet been ascent. Most of the time, Prince Edward 13 peaks were obscured by thick white mist, seemed unfathomable. Some people waited for several days in the Deqin have not seen any real snow-capped mountains Yan, although its rare before the chase even more people in the world and concern.
Living in the glacier beside the mountain snow melting Bingbeng listen to the voice, this is a romantic idea, and quite naturally and took it into a reality. The Department of Deqin erected a small Pakistani town, all the way Tibetans luggage crammed into the Ming Yong Village, carrying a large bag to climb eight kilometers of mountain roads to the Mingyong next stay at Glacier Hills has just opened. A written confession, sweating.
Management of Glacier Hills is a 17-year-old Tibetan girl, Tashi, had been pretty, a Putonghua is pretty good. At the turn of the Prince Yamahito lodging temple, roasted with fire, Tashi told us a lot of snow-capped mountains of the miracle stories, and "polyandry" in the local custom.
Accompanied by the burning firewood bo beep sound like Tashi's voice floating in the sea Yu Deng, misty and clear. Twelve years ago the Sino-Japanese climbers, regardless of local resistance from the residents forced mountaineering, Kamiyama rage, in his sleep by an avalanche buried them. A decade later, the bodies in our midst of the Mingyong appeared on two of them crossing the road with people Deqin time in less than a year have died in ... ... such a night, so the story of a kind of blade-like The solemn, and murderous, even though the sound is so described it sounds appealing. Rise in my heart burst of desolation, perhaps Shenshan ruthless, but ask the man, you had given the same respect for nature do?
Well, I always was a secular bar. Heard "polyandry" the strange, immediately curious. Tashi said that she had three father, two brothers were married a wife, little brother does not love his wife, out to find a lover, but could not marry and come home ... ... According to my analysis is aimed at preserving family integrity are not downtown sub - formed by the customs house, right?
Is a Heidengxiahuo night, very quiet. Stars shine at the summit of snow-capped mountains with cold light, an avalanche of sound, in the dark, empty mountains, a long time response. There obviously is true, it feels like hearing voices. Heart-breaking time, if audible, it must be like this must never Binglie bar.
Night "dangerous high-hundred feet, hand-removable and stars. Not loud language, fear of shaking Exalted." Trance of, an usher in a new dawn. Climbed glaciers on the viewing platform, waiting for sunrise moment. Oriental Chi-Hung, Kawagebo slowly thrown off a hazy white, golden bright, holy objects can not be square. That Yi Sha, sudden urge to kneel down, this miracle between heaven and earth, that is, so without hindrance, the seizure of your vision, shock your mind. Can not be thought, there is suffocation Wei Chuan, intoxicated with the beauty of the endless, but was a strong miss grabbing distressed. The first time, felt regret for a single trip.
Tibetans turn to follow Brigade Hill, is also an interesting experience. Sheep were transferred to sheep, Kamiyama, also happened in the boundless beneficence of the calculation. Xihu second day of the package came from Deqin to see panoramic view of a vehicle's "sunshine gold hill", and yet clouds of nowhere in hard to find. Arrive in high spirits, bitterly while back, but turned around and one would like to yesterday's lucky, relieved of hearts.
Meili Snow Mountain magical and beautiful, I will certainly shall return!
5th Station: Haba village, each person in his journey, there is always a place, a moment in his next life, constantly being reminded, constantly bearing in mind. That may be a prosperous city, a cozy inn, for a very long wooden plank road, or a quiet sunset ordinary small village. Haba village, this small village at the foot of Haba Snow Mountain, is such a long journey, the most so I often Siyi homes.
In Zhongdian youth hostel with a big man with a single brigade, a very pleasant chat. He walked Haba village, and there is no electricity, no cell phone signal, the evening walk in the broad road cars can not see invisible people, unparalleled tranquility honest place. Such a description of what attracted me to go there to do two days of the hermit totally ignores the Red Dust would be a very special experience for you?
The birthplace of Naxi Dongba Culture baishuitai Haba village in Quwang only way, is in Zhongdian, a very scenic spot. This is also no intention to look at, but when the midday sun shone directly in that small piece of barren hills wrapped in pale yellow, when surprise, reflecting the brilliance of a crystal clear, there is a small and secretive means.
Xin Yang could not help, find a local old Fang Niuwa band I grew up on the road to go. Water clean and shallow, diffuse dating back shaped like terraces of travertine pools. Sunlight and white clouds, projection gentle waves, the sun pierced the clouds by chance, they show a fascinating images beyond words. "The Immortal Yi Tian", the idea is worthy of the name. Huanglong over its door, for not regret, in this little compensation.
At dusk, I finally came to Haba Village. Shuttle bus along the highway running away, throwing me, standing at the open of the earth. Mobile no signal, and cut off contact with the outside world that the media, as if a bit timid. From now on, there really is only one person. All well-meaning affection or disturbance can only be acceded to by a sideline, let me a man, quietly return to self, to be a pure, grinding time of the idler.
Small road down and into an ordinary small village, there is no special architectural features, there is no special scenery, but the Haba Snow Mountain Inn's proprietress Young sister for the hospitality afforded me this stranger, he suddenly came home feeling . Dark sky leisurely down on the faint candlelight, a man doing his own thing in an orderly manner, there is no electric power, for their livelihood is so minimal. Young sister is a source of happiness for all people to get along with him all spring breezes. Life in all kinds of difficulties and hardships, in her incomparable resilience and optimism under the easily collapse. In Yunnan, I have seen so many people to awe a woman in order to provoke a thin shoulders the burden of the family, inside and out on his own and Shinong. Rare is the optimistic attitude to life, no complaints are not luxury, back people's bitterness is never revealed, his face is always Keju smile. Their ideas are always very simple to do their own things to do, so they can easily feel happy and satisfied, and let the happy infection around everyone. I can not Zaiqu Hsu to that state, and too much thinking and try to speculate on the life of me will not light, the pace gradually Zhizhong, is this also the growth in the price?
Chat will be in heaven floor bed. The owner of a grocery store next door to get generators to the village people put videos of view, get some additional income. Causing loss of lives in Hong Kong films sound Daoshi disturbed in their sleep, but from another angle, you can not because he had tired of the hustle and bustle of the big city life of luxury to Fuzao want to try the quiet isolation of the inconvenience and would require the local people This is normal to give up the entertainment bar. "Static consider switching," which is also shared by nature mortal do? Do not care about too much noise will be dispersed after a while, the boundless dark night will soon be back to a quiet village also. In the thin broken pieces of the thoughts contained in floats lazily waving, and soon, the person who sink into the black sweet sleep.
"Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World", Murakami's novels, but also, as is my first right Haba village feel. However, the local kind-hearted simple, people are given me, unusual moving. Because of some physical condition, I also do a day Haba village hermit. Looked at me Lanlansansan appearance, well-meaning sister Yang pointing me to the neighboring villages to a spring, has also helped me take a month Shun car. In the spring the road to find on the roadside where wildflowers bloom in the spring, bees and butterflies fluttering in the spring, Qingqing streams move through the rocks, splashes pleasant sound of water. After a bamboo from a small hospital Gracilaria ring, a pair of husband and wife are turning up the soil, I Shunkou Wen asked how to get to the Longquan, they enthusiastically pointing about it, nodded thanked the road. They just turned the corner, followed by what sounded like footsteps, peasant woman rubbed the fine beads of sweat on the face and told me: "in front of some slipped afraid you are wrong, and I will take you past it." Looked at Her tan black and red face, hands too late unhealed dust, and the kind of simple expression of good faith, my mood is like this everywhere in spring, like a brilliant. She has been brings me to the only road leading to Longquan flew he turned away, and I smile up from the bottom of my heart flooded. Here is perhaps the end of the world, but it was a warm paradise.
In the evening, go the same way with my little boy more than 4,000 meters from the Haba Snow Mountain on the down, picking a Jizhi hydrangea-like rhododendrons on my window. Some of his mind I vaguely know, but the feelings of the opponents type of game, one party does not call or firm exit, can only "GAME OVER". And they'd like, "Yan Yu" is the word, Xiang Yan and romantic, an unpredictable expectations, it is contradictory a lot of fun. Lonely journey, with a total easy to hit someone or something more impressive, but no matter the circumstances, we must first respect ourselves.
Haba village, the night sky, is highly pure. Every cloud can be seen clearly the shape and thickness. Inspired by boundless Temptress Moon, I actually, and a lot of the villagers happily stand in the market to see an open-air courtyard of the film! It seems to me boring and the story is tightly mentally affects their every sense, every nerve. No wonder, in the wilderness the occasion knows no boundaries stayed a long time, the occasional burst of Echo Valley on Hao Bantian can also be exciting, not to mention, so poor in the entertainment life of the villagers. To me, but twenty years ago the heavily pregnant with an old Bale.
Haba village two days and nights, like my body and the spirit of a short-term "seclusion." Shequefanchen desire, between the always focussed on landscapes. At the end of the world, that kind of warmth and tranquility flat, like a cup of hot tea just right, let me rather cold in the real world, and recalled thinking, they feel the warmth.
Sixth Station: Tiger Leaping Gorge Haba looks a bit nostalgic to leave, leaving the hosts who looked warm and competent. The next step is the most difficult foot rumors of Tiger Leaping Gorge. Take the cars with small trucks all the way local people rushed into the tiger jumped, but also effortlessly escape 30 yuan tickets, fortunately a great carry on. In Tina's down weight-bearing on the riverside to see tiger jumped excitedly down the stone. Jinsha like the sword, split the Yulong Snow Mountain and Haba Snow Mountain, forming the upper and lower drop more than 3,000 meters deep mountain gorge. Looked up from the bottom and saw the hillside Qiao Li, blue sky line, next to Ocean Waves skies, whitewater Rachel, people really give birth to Ji Si pour cold.
Posture of comparative bear climbed up the tiger jumped in the middle of the river stone, facing the river, the formation of Triassic gap, the water in the rock between the left-right sudden impulse, the towering whitecaps stirred. Lying on the stone turn a blind eye to listen to, there are like millions of soldiers and non-stop around the Mercedes-Benz and off to deter people's reputation and the momentum has been difficult language. Here Riverview, an exercise in your life you can see the first spectacular sight, thinking mind, Hao Kuo Wen-Tsai airflow Dongpo lay, "Eastward Jingtao crack shore, roll 1000 snow" and famous through the ages, only ashamed Gaoshanyangzhi. In a word, and take away the scene was actually written with no way out, then the person who can be aspired to?
Crashed at the bottom of the Long March of the first setbacks on the road, but fortunately did not go rolled the Jinsha River, "flutter" is heard Shiguwucun water, passed away Yunfei, they do end up very much love clean. It took 50 minutes to climb Yaan, began to feel a bit scared of. People feel that they can sometimes really slow. In Tina's used a simple lunch, from the mountain to climb and began the high road adventure. Rugged and dangerous mountain roads have also accumulated a lot of walking, and just add a bit careful and endurance, both can also be inverted to cope with.
This road again makes me think him. Some years ago, from the Huangshan mountain down before the stone dug roads, only one person at a narrow passage next to the cliff, then walk gingerly, he was always walking in front of me, I insisted on asking him "Why?", He said: "If you're riding a lost foot, will first throw in my body, I can help you block a block, or on the two rolling down together; if I have to go down," he looked at me seriously, light Hush the tone, and then said: "you're good to go back a man" ... ... As far as in my own too, after reading, looking back at the time of the road, to put it so thrilling is far too hypocritical, but such a passage, but it is my 20 years of life, I have heard the most pleasant, most deep and sincere feelings, I often silent in the boring time in the aftertaste, a touch sentimental. But the person said this, I am afraid she has forgotten the bar.
From the big to bridge with the direction of the foot is actually not difficult to legend, in the foot when the human mind is easier than ever, and passed a Road children went black, and nothing more. The way in the name of the first places a very loud one night halfway, experience the best in the world of the balcony and toilets, the idea is really extraordinary. Donkey wall of the articles contained in the image of a pen Laola funny, quite worth reading. Only mountain mighty wind, coolness Xiren, Geng Jian clouds dispersed, unable to enjoy the spectacular night view of the vast galaxy, and some of the more helpless.
Second day of packing the road, Daoshi chest full of verve, and the road ahead is hard to be far can be taken lightly, that this is a tried, tested and in exchange for the self-confidence, and finally winds and waves, such as sailing, flying an inspired return to my body. This is the trip gave me the biggest gain, let me know that a people can achieve a lot of exciting.
Tiger jumped the beauty lies not only in the spectacular gorge unparallelled anywhere in Riverview and King, more of a hands-on enough to put the fun nature walk. When I climb 28 Shui vertices, the kind of relieved and pride, has become one with heaven and earth silhouetted against the mountains and nature of all living things, and there had been a hero of the dream, in the non-stop to find and conquest of self in the process of re-re - back.
Alone with the opposite side from the foreign mutual encouragement donkeys have played several of the calls, cell phone signal gradually filled grid, six hours later, I return to the earth. This way "ask for it" type of foot has come to an end, the next was to enjoy life in comfort and Xianchou Petty has.
Finally said to myself: "You're great!"
Seventh Station: Dali Cangshan, Erhai Lake, the ancient city; Nanzhao ancient, Bai houses, handmade tie-dyed cloth; there is an entire洋人街bars, backpacker, March Street ... ... Dali, filled with self-Nanzhao empire has a consistent a prosperous, peaceful, free and honest and sincere. Where the ancient city of wide streets, visitors seem much less than Lijiang, just does not shade, strong ultraviolet rays shoot skin of feet, but the wind is blowing is a rare candid.
"March 3" is the biggest festival in Dali Bai, I came here, they are all busy time for this. Head milling around the streets in March, it is regrettable that the locals are not so dressed in ethnic costumes, parade arranged by the Government although the distinctive eye-catching clothes and uniform, the total is still far fewer natural and real. I still like to sit on a bus to a remote county, looking ahead one or two dress garment came fluttering Health lotus gait national sense of beauty is very real, very living, but with Ming-yan and the coincidence-like drama of. "Know varied polymorphism, is the origin of happiness." Only traveled in the process of completely different feelings and had all kinds of life, only to know what happiness and love, like the original as it is with a variety of forms exist in the worldly.
The two nights in Dali, are drinking a little tipsy. MCA glass lying on the house, watching a full moon overhead and slowly sliding in the past, human things are glorious in her bringing a pose under the sway of Health. Who will in the same moonlight Similarly, Si Yi with me? Pick up the phone for a long time to dial with a number, but no one answered. Suddenly, a little cry of ... ...
Dali, Lijiang, Yangshuo in the three places have been called China's "petty bourgeoisie paradise", when I set foot in three places, naturally give birth in their hearts some comparisons. The beautiful landscape, beautiful, leisurely atmosphere, there are a lot of form, color bars and inns, which is a total of three characteristics, but also to attract backpackers gather, Petty had long-stay reasons. In comparison, Lijiang's "hardware" is the best, whether that is to see snow-capped mountains rise, in front of the small bridges, or a courtyard-style wooden houses, all people feel comfortable playing bottom of my heart. At the same time, Lijiang is also my least favorite places, the flood of tourists to the quiet and leisurely here, rushed a fragmented, "lively" is the kinds of undesirable atmosphere, but in Lijiang is all pervasive. Dali's visitors a lot less, though less scenic Lijiang, but he's very good. The ancient city of ancient beauty, the surrounding rural scenery is also relaxed and happy people, along the Erhai Lake by boat all came to cycling, or uncomfortable.
Wrote at this time, Yangshuo, I have been to this place four times, perhaps because of the past, because of the familiarity, as a good first impression, I think this might be my real "spiritual home" bar. "If" the bar owner to Yangshuo as "Guangzhou back garden", is really very image and accurate positioning. Yangshuo cultural flavor and history are far less than these two places, but the win in the small chic, in addition to not find a decent bookstore, the petty bourgeoisie are almost all can be found here feeling they want.黄昏中坐在街口弹唱的行者、明园咖啡沉淀繁嚣的浓香、如果酒吧里随意舞动的人们，还有漓江码头散落着的发呆的男人和女人……无处不在的悠闲气息在你进入西街的那刻开始就在你身体和心灵上发生奇妙的化学作用，让你不知不觉地“中毒”，然后整个人变得或疯颠或痴呆或浪荡或忧伤，但那样的你，才是真实的自己。
在一个地方呆的时间久了，会因为熟悉而自在；爱一个人的时间太久了，感觉变得自在，却丧失了热情的动力。也许人性会永远追求新的变化和机遇，分分合合已是世间常态，天长地久是一种圆满的幸福，而曾经拥有又何曾不带有残缺的美丽？美丽的地方，我走过；美丽的爱情，我经过；谁不想“执子之手，与子携老；死生契阔，与子成悦。”？得之，我幸；不得，我命！
终结篇：昆明坐在大理开往昆明的班车上，心情随着车轮不断向前地辗动，渐渐变得沉重。旅程即将结束，回到熟悉的广州，回到一如既往的生活当中，却将远离诗意和自由。尽管无奈，却是必须回复的状态。
在昆明只呆了一天，谈不上有什么印象。不大的城市，不多的人，最舒服的，是那爽爽朗朗的风。米线很不错，也很平民。菜市场里玫瑰比青菜便宜，主妇们一把菜一把花地往家走。住在当地的朋友都已有房有车，说着自己是“家乡宝”……这不是个具备个性的城市，但很亲切、舒服。
登机、下机。个多小时后，已是踏足广州的土地。心情的起承转合在电光火石间已回复了平静，这才是属于我的领域、我的生活。在日复一日的沉默中，我还是坚信：我的梦，远在关山之外。
后记从动笔之日伊始，我的游记断断续续写了近两个月才完成。开了个头就觉得自己可能写不下去，其间又数次想过要放弃，但最后，还是把它完成了。拖得时间太长，行文欠缺了流畅和完整，但，它们都是真实的记录或感悟。
被月亮守护着的巨蟹座的我，念旧而又执著。所以，原谅我，说得太多。
Author: cry999
