Uncharted Yunnan Tour (c) strayed into daughter of the country
godwinn
Julius Caesar said thousands of years ago saying: "I came, I saw, I conquered." I came, I saw, but I go when the rush was too late to even the sleeves Hui.
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Lugu Lake, in the outside world legend, has been the "sex" paradise. Because there were still retains the legacy of matriarchal society, everything from time to time are women. Gengrang the outside world is the endless reverie where the walking marriage customs, young men and women, once love each other, in love period, the man can be married to a woman walking home. If interested in girls, men, and she would open the windows at night to visit a lover, but also to open the windows of your heart and accept his own sweetheart.
In Ninglang, I just know a few students with the package of a mini-bus to Lugu Lake. Ninglang to Lugu Lake from the road, perhaps we gave her fare quite happy, beautiful driver who is nothing to cover up, enraptured land and we are talking about the mysterious lake. She said people from outside to the Lugu Lake, the earliest time to take the marriage record of success is 12 days, that is One young man only 12 days to win the Moso girl's affection. She swept our smile, said: "You have the confidence to break this record?"
"No problem!" Then there are college students eager to peers.
"If you can not find a place to live, tonight we can spend the night in your flower floor?" Students have a friend like to drink a little tofu soup.
"No problem. But ... ..." did not think her voice should be so pure. "You've got to please my family first, to which the dog Cai Xing."
"I have heard professors in Hong Kong, in order to study the history and current status of the lake, in the lake does not go stay there, is there such a thing?"
"In fact, this kind of thing often happens in the Lugu Lake. One of the female students in Guangzhou Sun Yat-sen came to Lugu Lake, after being here, attracted by the simplicity of morals, after graduation all the way to Lugu Lake River settlement, and later fell in love with Mosuo a small group, then staged a modern love story. "
"I have also heard of a beautiful Japanese girl to Lugu Lake travel, but also in love with a handsome Mosuo small group, and later the Mosuo guy who received it went to Japan."
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Along the way we are laughing so unconsciously that we have reached the mysterious daughter of Lake - Lugu Lake. Automotive turned a mountain, the first Wang threw herself into the eyes of a sentimental green - the kind of vivid green, and I've seen only in Jiuzhaigou, but here the green, but a little more tenderness, a bit Aura, a bit cute.
Lugu Lake, the local Mosuo people call it "I was wood," which means "Mother Lake." For thousands of years, it is like a dedicated mother, raising a generations of the Mosuo people. At the same time it subtle and self-esteem as a recluse, hiding in dense forest madding crowd, so there has been such a wonderful purity, this place could be called "God's drop." Whether the early morning or evening stroll daughter Lake, there will always let me can not help but think of Thoreau, "Walden Pond" in the poem:
"This is not my dream,
Used to decorate a line of poetry;
I can not quite closer to God and heaven to me of living in Walden.
I is its boulder shore,
Fimbristylis, but after the wind,
In my hands in a grip,
Is its water, its sand,
And its most profound secluded lie hidden at the high of my thoughts. "
I have not been to Walden Pond, Thoreau described in the book can not feel the beautiful Walden Pond, but I think he wrote the text also applies to Lugu Lake. Lugu Lake is a suitable place to live, not a suitable place to play. Lugu Lake is a quiet scenic beauty, rather than a great beauty, is not frequented by holiday-makers who do not live in its shore can be particularly attracted to people who do not; but this one is deep and clear lake known, you have to put aside all earthly diverse ideas and personal considerations, can we truly feel the inner beauty!
Morning woke up, sitting in the Zhu Caochuan Mosuo girl grinder, the appreciation of dawn slowly drifting away from the mountains to the other side. When the sky dyed golden time, everything seems to be steeped in the Xi-hui, you will unconsciously drunk. In the realm of intoxication, all the constraints of secular rites of human creativity are away, and all the constraints have disappeared, rendering the human eyes is the freedom of the sky and humane world - this is a concern for self-comfort in life moment, this is a moment of creativity overflowing with people ... ... the pursuit of liberation, freedom, self-realization may be in the realm of the unexpected to the drunk.
Lugu Lake of the night, Jingde could hear their breathing. Although a little coolness in summer Ye Feng, when the full flavor of the ten billions business after the fire show, you can still wander in the Lugu Lake River, enjoy a lake Qinglie the air, perhaps people will become more sober and perhaps will also filter in an instant the soul of many things.
If I have time, I would choose to live for some time over here, but this can only be a kind of difficult to achieve the aspirations I have to go back to my jungle of concrete pouring. I am reminded of a few thousand years ago Julius Caesar said the words: "I came, I saw, I conquered." I came, I saw, but I go when the sleeves are too late to rush to get even Hui.
In the faint to faint to go, I seem to understand what, if anything they do not understand. A person should take a sober mind and calmly walked passed the years, his spirit can not be a lack of being indifferent to, this might be a revelation to me Lugu Lake.
In the back way, I am alone in thinking a problem: nature, scenery, beautiful people know that after it is not appreciated, but rather lonely in the sake of itself in its own Nver Shen. People do not know it before, even if it has undergone over millions of years long history, it is still able to miraculously maintain their youth and vigor, and when people know it later, it will be extremely easy to quickly aging.
I was silently praying, I hope the wind outside the mountain will not ripple the lake in a calm and holy water, I hope that our journey is not a beautiful mistake!
Author: godwinn2008
