9. Blue Lugu Lake (I)
D8 got up early this morning, very early, because going to the lake. We pick up some simple luggage, to a large storage. Proceed to the Metro's long-distance bus terminal. The results of the first group of tickets have been sold out to the lake, and have to wait an hour. We played so early white, waiting hall, terrible cold, it seems that today, coming off the boil. We are clear cut in order to pack up, wearing no more than the original, frozen Duoduosuosuo's. Finally he just ran to the lobby of the hotel next door heating.
After an uncomfortable 9:00 and more boarded an Iveco. Or cold, in the car a lot of people smoking in front of the driver of another open window, I have never been so cold, find any. The scenery outside the window is also nothing special and had to tightly curled, the storm began to doze off to. The edge of the window glass that has been repeatedly awakens.
Ninglang finally to have been a little, and Ninglang is a small county, we Ninglang Yi various "legends" the heart has to think twice, did not stop for lunch, and quickly changed their cars Pakistan, directly to the Rigby Island .
Drizzly rain outside the window, another heavy layer of autumn.
Finally, after three hours, we have entered the Lugu Lake area, set off in the mountains, the emergence of a large blue lake in front of us, that is what a blue-ah. Pure, transparent, and sincere!
Our minibus is a vehicle classic cars, and have a look inside fell into the water grid to open, has begun to step Yiceng, according to the driver that the brake has broken. Everyone's heart began to nervously together, after all, winding roads, in case of trouble ...
Rigby Island, finally rubs up against its side, make life difficult for drivers to tell the truth, and we had no choice but out of the car and began walking. Days have been clear up, looked monastery is surrounded by the lake was a large blue-ah, such as jewel-like shine in the sun! Facing the water so pure, feeling of anxiety swept away the hearts of a cool and bright! If the lake is both beautiful azaleas in the Plateau, it is the valleys of the lake should be lilies, lonely and You Yuan!
Rigby face the lake on the island almost Xiuman the inn, we are with rather go see the blossoming home, but then greed Ward House Inn is on the big lake, the first night lodging to the Ward home. China and Germany began to see one, intuition tells us that he was not Mosuo, he is very handsome, very different temperament. And the way to their home care Inn almost laissez-faire, I am not saying that his service attitude or poor quality, are very good, but it seemed that they did not intend to take this Inn to make money. Later in the Lugu Lake, and the Nicet villagers chatting, we learned that the section on China and Germany love story, very romantic. Do not take other people's stories here Shuizui of. What exactly is, or later, everybody has to Rigby, you will find the.
China and Germany are well positioned in the inn, facing the large lakes, one day without a meal we should eat a lot of barbecue, beautiful food, Oh, very much enjoyed.
The rest of the time, that is, a daze of the lake.
Blossoming at night to eat dinner at home, Xiao-Lan fry's cooking, I still can not endless aftertaste. Layout is very blossoming family ambience, just outside the walls of the whitewashed look very shocked, colors, exaggerated, very eye-catching, Petty atmosphere is extremely serious,:), it was to our favor. Like the local Mosuo people like to blossoming home run, a pity blossoming to Lijiang in. Blossoming house warm lighting, large areas of the floor facing the glass, looking out the window of the lake and the mountains, the window is a big bundle some withered wild flowers, find a book you like, with glutinous rice and sipped tea flavor , listening to Xu Wei walk time, heart, somehow, also warm up. Originally worried about the lake, slowly dissipated.
8 points more than China and Germany went to the old grandmother in the village bonfire party at home to participate in is actually very simple, but everyone is relaxed, we have four and grandmother to talk about the day, grilled Kaohuo, pitted out and see the bonfire party, of singing in antiphonal style. Seem to have returned to the young.
In the Lugu Lake of the night, I understand - why there were so many touching love story. Lugu Lake of the night, the breath of people with charm, warm, romantic, beyond our control we are plunged into which has been distributed out of the blue lake water, dream-like atmosphere surrounded by, in which roam.
Author: feiya_liuya
