Perhaps only in such a beautiful and quiet place so that when you are touched by shocked, you do not know your heart has long been her away, only to give you in the night, leaving a blur of memories .....
Bus took us along the Lhasa River, a tributary of the Brahmaputra winds ahead, and soon I am leaving Lhasa, and from the window looked out to a distance, the magnificent Potala Palace, the Golden towering into the sky, seemed to be especially solemn dazzling like a silent giant in the final show of its glory. Our car eastbound along the Lhasa valley, will climb over 5000 meters above sea level of the Mila Mountain, after Gongbo'gyamda seat 81 to reach the town of Darling, Chi area and traveled about 400 kilometers.
Keep on wearing the Lhasa River flows appear in the car on the left, we see the Lhasa River is a tributary of the Brahmaputra and the rivers have turned when anxious, when the river wide when the narrow, winding away to the mountain. And both sides of the mountain, but also by a glance and slowly dressed up. Shrubs from the foot of the mountain to the summit gradually sparse, but the red, green, yellow and white, extraordinarily eye-catching. The foot of grass was covered with unknown blue flowers, like the countless small stars.
Days still shade, and low clouds in the valley floated here and there. Moisture exceptionally fresh morning air, filled with the damp scent of wild flowers. A goshawk circling in the sky high places. I looked out the window, distant mountains misty, light rain started falling. Yan Qu thick morning fog most of the surrounding mountains, oily of barley after a night of rain, washing especially green street when the cottage in the morning mist disappeared the next. Mid-Levels on the cattle and sheep flocks, the black one, white one, a leisurely stroll in the grass diffuse, but still do not see herding people. Here, the most striking are those who painted with red paint sheep. Allegedly, it is Letting Them sheep, and no one can slaughter them - they are dedicated to God.
Looked through the window, the vast wilderness on the sparsely populated, occasionally a tent or a thatched cottage greets. Only in the distance, red, yellow, blue and green streamer in the mountains, trees, water's edge, Hu Hu La La to dance with, mysterious and devout, and something seems to be gods in the head.
After the car out of Dazi along the line of nearly 60 kilometers east of the river in Lhasa arrived in Ahmedabad Bridge, Pakistan Town is not large, the side next to highways, while according to the rolling of the Lhasa River, a beach on the floor buildings. Small town residents, but a variety of vehicles parked on the roadside are a lot. Here many men wrapped around their heads a red knot, known locally as "heroes knot", they are Kham guy. Town car left the bar, but also opened about half an hour, they start to climb mira, sa. From the window looking out, mira, sa a light green, showing only a little yellow, in addition to do is some round the rocks yo. Highway winds which, it seems no end, especially in cold air along the way, like countless invisible needle Side bar was awful, ear waves in pain.
Stay off intermittently, a dark cloud suddenly floated, and then they played under the rain, and mixed with a small grain of rice such as pearl the size of Snow Grains, playing a dull pain in the face. At this point I am slightly mountain sickness, shortness of breath, his head faint, as if there is something on the ground I would like to squat temptation. But still squatted dizziness, lip purple, shortness of breath, quickly returned to the car.
Near noon, the day it began to rain, and then further on the walk, rain have turned into snow, he drove very slowly very slowly. At this time was almost 10 kilometers per hour is slow in the climb. Vehicle altitude altimeter on the rise from 3,700 meters to 4,000 meters, 5,000 meters quickly passed. Temperatures dropped below zero. I am a little weak to continue, head drowsy daze, as if already has the sleepiness, it is altitude sickness. Road is one after a big bend, the more cars more difficult to climb, such as water buffaloes Kengchi the general, and good asphalt road all the way until the rain to avoid the pain of mud. Gradually, constantly eroding the mountain tops, wrapped in cold, my lungs, I am not help cough up. Appeared that sleepy feeling, and attend to mouth pain, attached to smoke, to allow himself to keep awake.
Car has climbed by about three hours, and finally was breathing heavily on the top of the hill. At this point a sudden I saw snow diffuse among the flash out of a large colored streamer to know to the summit of the. Tibetan people have a religious habit, to the highest peak hung colored streamer to express their faith. Where there are colored streamer that is the Peak. I saw two towering mountains form a Yakou, which is the highest point of the road, Mira Yamaguchi altitude of 55,384 meters, Piao wind, a vast expanse of whiteness. Everywhere, holding rope, Zhuizhao colors of the streamer, Hatta, and Pak-chi, fragmented grassland filled with Mani Dui. The strong mountain breeze blowing fluttering sound of the streamer.
A time when in March, the mountains still have snow. Standing on ice and snow-covered pass, look back to the west, the sky covered with dark clouds, then barren ridge,
Plateau snow-capped mountains, really makes mad. Climbed over Yamaguchi, rain and snow dispersed, the sun was shining and blue skies, hot topics see another round of heaven and earth, beneath the snow-capped fung leng, lush, but also constantly looking mountains, walking endless grass.
Particularly sunny mood at this time, like the sky outside the window. Suddenly, we suddenly found that raised the horizon, a beautiful rainbow, can be a moment disappeared very regret.
Mila Mountains Pass climbed over the car all the way popular in the end, then out of the valley, where you can see a tributary Niyang the Yajiang.
This turned into the Lhasa River Niyang a. Sunny, Niyang mountain valleys from the Mira pour out, mellow calm, quietly flowing, the sun shines on the water, a faint green. Niyang car all the way down along the road began to go well together, the distant mountains suffused with golden light, mira, sa huge mountains reflected in the deep blue sky, the dash of the road under the banner of swirling water spray, trees at the strangely shaped Oblique trees grow on the shore. In the river hills strange things stood a statue of the Buddha.
Truck continued down the walk, the whole valley has become more spacious flat, the river flyings Sui Yu, clear green, suddenly a stone railing pass away, but on both sides of the river from the stone before, turned over the white spray, but also still turbulent, still green , still cold. Niyang冰清玉洁, as if condensation is on the ground Gyokuro.
Roads on both sides of rolling hills, trees, sparse vegetation cover in the rock is very shallow. Sunny slopes, there are layers of a narrow terrace, terraced fields where wheat has been cooked barley, but not yet harvested, while the foot of the mountain where vast tracts of wheat, wheat stalk has become a heap pile. Hill, the long-haired yak polar groups are feeding. White lines can also be found everywhere like a line of firms to squirm, it is goat group,
There are large areas of rape while wheat fields, the yellow blossom of rapeseed, facing the snow-capped mountains.
Niyang flowing flowing disappeared, solidified into an oasis. The river turned into myriad streams, Bay, Inlet Inlet, not into the marsh. Vehicles approaching Bayi town. Nyang beautiful river Brahmaputra in this import, and then from the edge of the town flows through 81 towns, valleys, on the slopes surrounding it is preserved a very good forests, trees, trees;
Car in the mountains along the river walk through the afternoon 56, the sun was still hanging too high, the tan human skin burning. I do not know when the sun had disappeared, the sky began to dim down. In the evening, and finally to the Bayi Town. Then looked toward the window and saw a spectacular sunset Brahmaputra. Valley Auto is being drilled at this time, eyes suddenly a magnificent. West horizon melted like a Jinshan. Rongrong Jinshui is diffuse out from the sky, lit up half the sky sparkling Jinhui. The strange thing is, we still do not see Tong red sunset. Perhaps the sunset long ago turned into a pure gold in the Brahmaputra inside the temple. At this time has finally understand that the Tibetan people like to say, "Golden Sun", the original sunrise, sunset is golden. Brahmaputra sunset like the Potala Palace, the Golden is indeed golden.
81 town is the district government of Tibet Linzhi location is an emerging industrial city. Is only 2950 meters above sea level. In the 81,
Guest House at their home district administrative office is really cheap, 25 a person, but did not expect is that the power outage at night Haimo Shui, and then sleeping in a candlelight.
Morning, the bugle, and bursts of singing in the military together, the sky surprisingly blue. 81 cars out of town, driving 70 km, 4720 meters above sea level began to climb the mountain Sejila. Winding mountain road meanders in the mountains, cars crawling up difficulty, it seems never-ending. A moment later, entered into a jungle, where the mountain are the pine and cedar trees still unknown shrubs Health Changzhexuduo.
Just look at these towering trees, from the thick trunk can tell it's a long year, we have entered a virgin forest. Along the way In addition to our car, never see other vehicles. Jojo from time to time to hear birds singing, looked out the window, light strands through the woods slightest ground is mottled light and shade, car grinding the leaves rustling on the road, the quiet sense of people fascinated.
Truck continued to follow up at this time seems to have got reflected in the plateau, along the way asthma go on, whenever he had an uphill we should stop to rest. Walking in the jungle between the glance right and left is in such appreciation of the beauty of the car has opened more than two hours, to halfway up the mountain, turn out the jungle, eyes suddenly see the light, looked around, the sky blue tile blue tile, and the mountains floating Jiduo clouds, such as cotton, like 1000 odd gestos. A mountain, along the snow line in it, like an almost impossible road. Our car on the drive on this road is no wonder that so hard to do! Looked up, and the mountains, there is a looming house, it was the Air Force radar station, is said to be China's highest radar station, elevation 6700 meters.
Vehicles finally reached the snow line, snow line to clearly separate the two worlds, the snow line, grass-Feng Lin, lush, spring infinite; and above the snow line, there is only snow and fog had. Suddenly, looked through the window and saw the Barwa peak 7782 meters at this time stands in the distance on the horizon the clouds, in the midday sun shining silver light, mist-shrouded peak, peaks flickering , slightly below the gala white cloud base peak time also broke out, with the confrontation. Drifting cloud, and two, once again, immediately Dunqu;
Barwa is the seventh seat in Tibet mountains. Year-round snow-capped, like a huge iceberg barrier separates the heaven and earth. Both mysterious and holy. Locals say that people who see Barwa are blessed person. We are all secretly thought a while, whether they are really blessed person. When we stopped and worship her breath, the driver told us that people rarely see her true face.
Just then, her head shrouded in mystery of that layer then slowly dispersed, and exposed her towering peaks, the clouds the sun gently pour in her body, constantly burst forth like an avalanche Duo blooming snow lotus. At this time exposure to this, people feel mind stretch, relaxed and happy.
At about 4 pm, car started down the mountain, mountain further away, road width gradually. Large areas of grasslands, herds appeared in the distance. As the sun sets, and then look back, facing the distant peaks of Namche Barwa, now proudly standing in the golden afterglow of sunset, the exceptionally bright. Immediately raised the hearts of infinite admiration.
Driving through Lulanglinhai, sun shiny red corner days. Car down to the bottom, continue along the rugged mountain path forward, began crossing the woodlands.
We are going back Palongzangbu along the river, the forest farther dense canyons farther depth, more and more turbulent water. In fact, after entering rouland, had entered the biggest forest in Tibet. Quite a stretch of road is a large dense native forest through the trees.
Distance Sejila Peak melting ice and snow, merged into a stream, flowing down from the hills across the grass, water, emergency and cold, reflecting the color of the sky, the water show gorgeous colors. Car walking in the jungle where there are crystal-clear mountain streams from time to time submerged road.
Castle Peak Road on both sides of the jungle, we saw a bottom-up, all kinds of birch, spruce, mountain pine up the mountain woodlands. On both sides of the road has been out into hillside meadow from the foot, such as the endless green carpet, overwhelming. Foot on the ground full of dense bush azalea, red, white, yellow race in full bloom; the broad flat foot of the mountain meadow, dotted with a variety of unknown wildflowers, and colorful. Flower accompanied by moist air soak into the depths the heart.
At this time the sun sets, fog filled in the wilderness. Vicinity of the Yi Keke tree, multi-year integrated moss, it seems like flower is wrapped Dangling from the branches, are dyed under the sunset light golden brown. Sejila distant mountains, layers of mountains and vast woodlands.
Forward line and then suddenly see the light. A sight that fascinated me: In the road on both sides of scattered distribution of the Tibetan village. Along the highway, pretty soon it will go far to see several huts, wooden fence around the jagged farmland, farmland of the plump green barley ear children, rape of the gorgeous glistening yellow incomparable, log huts built up without any cut, this time the smoke slowly rising, it all seemed so natural, so local, there is no hint of discord or destruction of the traces. A beautiful rural scenery, combined with the distance snow-capped mountains, forests, background, beautiful and stunning. Here I marvel at nature's raw beauty.
Suddenly the road in front of a large meadow in front of a big turn of the corner rouland depot so unexpected in my eyes. A nice neat row of barracks standing on a wide lawn behind a red and white of the benchmark to enact legislation on the lawn of the Central, in the high benchmark the top five-star red flag bright side, under the blue sky kind of wind drift, the United States of people moved.
Driving through the beautiful rouland, which follows a long road to the east is basically downhill road is no road from the flood, hard grind out of the cliffs, rugged dangerous, the airborne dust. But the scenery is very strange the way along there are many great mountain pine trees Chuiluo a long rime.
Gradually the sky dark, the car turned on lights, walk in the vast virgin forest, the ancient trees. Under the torrent is a precipice Palongzangbu River, the river, sometimes broad, open-minded open-minded to cross the mountains far away with a bare sandy beaches and inlets, as a Great Plains; sometimes coagulate into a bunch of strong, Ridge splitting mountains, bravely blazing new trails.
Headlights pierced the darkness, lighting up the front of the road, on both sides of the shade of a black-Market Market straight back after. In the deep twilight, much of the unknown can also see a snow-capped mountains, it is estimated gala white base that is snow-capped mountains. At this time of the gala saw white base Xuefeng, Cheng-Ying Bitou, pale to dark blue hanging in the distant horizon.
Days completely black, and looked out through a small window, across the hill there is a bright light group, thought it was lights. We fled to it, it was a moon. The moon came out, as if at your fingertips. Although the 15 has passed, is still immense and very round. Looked up at this time we saw a strange sight, the moon rose in the Palongzangbu River valley east of the mountains on top of some slightly flushed, and the valleys west of the gala dim white base peaks distant relative. Moonlight illuminated the night in the snow-capped mountains, but also according to each one of us wearing the dream. Moonlight Gala white base and become unforgettable memories.
In the evening, our car row Ryugo, here to tangmai there more than 20 kilometers, the next section of the road is a natural barrier sections. Bumpy road, everywhere in the renovation. On the road to see a lot of wood-tunnel, should be used to prevent the mountain the Stones. Road on both sides of weathered rocks, was placed in the cliff, the fear of cold-called to drop it down. And at all times at the threat of landslides. 81 to Bomi is only so only one road, unless the drilling in deep forests, crossing over more than a dozen mountains, spend a day to go around (when Yu Chunshun is just walking).
Way more difficult to walk, and mountain is very narrow and full of gravel road roller from time to time a car broke down on the road, the wrong car, extremely dangerous, run over the wheel close to the cliff edge, less than one meter away from the edge of the cliff. Look below the turbid waves of the surging river Palongzangbu rolling in at any time were prepared to accept any false step. In front of a car later found out the problem, open very slowly, and we follow the car to go about 5 km. Suddenly, the darkness to see a huge shadow - a white cable-stayed bridge to pass Michael, but after the bridge is also a big slope after another. Parking at ease, the driver from the roadside to mention the water to cool the engine and wheels, Goodfellas, water, a splash up, wheels ci Lala Zhimao water vapor, the hot wheels to brake brake.
At this time the moon had been up in the Palongzangbu River valley west of huge, bringing a. Moon made the Ching-hui, the gentle exposure of the entire valley. Palongzangbu quietly flowing river where there are a the same moon, surrounded by extremely quiet, even at the foot of the river at this time it is also an anti-Palongzangbu just bluster and anger have become soft nga up slow and quiet flow, it seems Pada Rao anything. A big, round moon shining Rongrong to illuminate the whole sky. The Stars have been difficult to identify, which also reveals the mysterious dark blue sky. Then on the mountains just as a silhouette, but even more than during the day to be tall and secretive.
Truck continued to move forward to open the road the dark, through the lights, dimly see a very narrow road has become very narrow, covered with gravel. The head is a landslide area, the Rolling Stones area, good news is darkness unseen, and my heart just point perturbed. Rough road around the cliffs of fresh bare from time to time to see a broader range of landslides. Roadbed was washed only about two wheels W, in the narrow-Yo also inclined at large in the field you want to continue to complete the up and down steep slopes and over-sharp bends of the action, a Yang-uphill when the front and saw the hood not see the road, etc. be able to see the road, and probably also in the next steep slopes, whereas the left is a bottomless abyss. Some can not help but worry about them, worried that a lack of skills in case the driver or mechanical failure, are likely to let a car were blown to pieces. So again, later down at ease, and with the kind of fatalistic feeling, for fear is purely unnecessary, you have no choice. Looked at carefully before the driver of a W-shaped 30-degree slope of the mountain trails of the 270 Ba, the car will be parked on the roadside, and come back to us that it is the most dangerous of the roads - 102 classes. I looked back, mountain into a distorted S-type, the road to the valley there are more than 100 meters deep, are steep. With the bright moonlight, really be able to see the wreckage of the car are shining bright. Look at the way people really scared ah.
Car out of tangmai then opened about 100 kilometers east, the day 4:00 minutes, they finally reached the Bomi.
Days of tiredness, this felt very good sleep. The next day after getting up in the doorway watching this small town surrounded by forest peaks. Palongzangbu river flows slowly from a distance, the flood covered with white pebbles, in the sky is exceptionally bright; Riverside is a neat clumps of shrubs, dwarf spherical wood, patchwork. Bomi city built in the Palongzangbu on both sides of a wide flat river valley floor. Here the low-latitude, elevation of 4,000 meters, 5,000 meters above sea level rise can be seen more than one seat year-round snow-capped mountains, looking ahead, above the snow line, snow-capped; can be a verdant eyes, fine spring mountain clouds intermittently.
Although it is turns warm again, the wheat has long been a green mountain. Air, soil fragrance, and accompanied by the release of the forest in a large number of negative ions,
Could not help such a great suction for a while pure fresh air, really want to here permanent.
Bomi, I had a call during the ride to the little mountain village of Yu-jen. Yu-jen are Bomi County, one of the most remote village, located in Yalom Tibetan cloth and Palongzangbu interchange. Drove the car from the county go there 8 hours.
Yu-jen is a pure Tibetan villages, and the people is very pure. On both sides of the street is a brand new Tibetan residential areas, a new and eye-catching. Windows all around the black-painted with the wide edge, making the windows seem generous and dignified. The window, door frames and roof are painted painting,
Bright colors and very local characteristics. Tamahito surrounded by snow-capped mountains, far from the Cang-mao of the virgin forest, from time to time the formation of snow and ice melt stream meanders through. Fields, the hill is a piece woods and rows of Tibetan settlements, uneven rows of wooden fence, the fence outside the village street, paved the green grass is like carpet, sparkling in the sunshine Soft . A time when in March, the peach blossom hill and dale throughout the valley, shiny red, so that Tamahito of this desolate little village had become a paradise.
The village there is a twenty to thirty meters tall peach, full of peach blossoms. Remember that in the south, and every spring, have no money who can not type covered with branches of peach blossoms in spring simply be too much makeup, is the lack of feeling can be. But here's the peach trees peach and Jiangnan are totally different from those for the artificial propagation of peach is not a small ornamental tree species, they are almost all large trees, a person holds a tree is the most common, 23 were also encircle the uncommon. Simply can use a "tall", "magnificent", "magnificent" to describe the kind of words.
Here is a rare kind of peach trees has become a model of literary minds of the scenery is almost here possess, is the real charm of the picture belongs to Tibet. Like all of the scenery of Tibet scenery with the mainland compared to the same as the most significant difference is the fundamental difference between large and small. Even an ordinary medium shot, the picture is only one peach tree, but the distant towering peaks will certainly gave people a broad sense.
Here, the peach, but also more than just large, such a peach in the field, the house, street, everywhere could be seen everywhere one end of the 3322, and in the hillside hillsides are often suddenly, the total Youcheng Lala hundreds of thousands feel. Out of the village, looking ahead, peach trees on the hillside to an extension of a crown is a flowers, forming three-dimensional flowers ocean, commensurate with the peach, in addition to the blue sky and white clouds, of course, impossible to see the mainland Bingfeng , Xuefeng.
6, Bomi - Ran Wu
Bomi morning leave for Banda, Yunnan-Tibet line more and more beautiful scenery together. River Road along the way Palongzangbu extended upward, although the road dusty, but the river's blue Palongzangbu but do not people feel happy all the time.
Seen that the flow of an exotic land far from the Nu River, soon came to a fork in the road gains a Ukrainian.
Ran Wuhu lake altitude of 3850 meters. Has a "Switzerland of Tibet" reputation, is actually flowing through rawu Palongzangbu widened when the river formed a lake surrounded by snow-capped mountains when the snow melts snow and ice into the lake, so that the water-rich Ran Wuhu.
We are off to enjoy the mountain scenery Ran Wuhu, standing on top of the hill looking over Ran Wuhu, showing semi-circular, green jade, flickering in the mountains, mist filled the air, a sense of mystery感觉. Approaching Ran Wuhu, the car swerved to the west the terrain suddenly open, showing on the front is a shadow surrounded by green mountains into the wide water, a distance of Castle Peak Yunliwuli, snow-capped, reflection in the blue lake, the breeze from time to time, sparkling, this snow only in the lakes in southeastern Tibet side to read them.
As we enter into a forest. Along the sidewalk around the lake and the line, look around, green mountains encircling azure waves of the water, water with a few pieces of drifting raft, the fisherman in the stow net fishing; Lake, the vast flocks of sheep grazing on the marsh, long lake with a row of Rinpu of Ruoliu, white sand, or the coast into the beach, or from the shallow water exposed to form a crescent in blue water. Overlooking the lake on the other side, Misty trees, snow-capped mountains, lakes, forests, lawns, dotted with scattered Tibetan room. Close to the lake from the Highway Department has a peninsula stretching from the water, is located in forest areas due to the local Tibetans have used wood to build houses, even with the wood makes up the roof are all, in black and the wooden roof under the sun reflecting the light, by waterside open space, the barley straw in a string of high wooden ride on, it is with local characteristics;
This time, as the cold winter weather has not, but looking ahead, the distant snow-capped mountains is still cold pressing, life ban could be near to the lake are beautiful flowers, full of vitality, both in sharp contrast. This Vacant exactly the beauty of light, people can not use words to describe. I think only God's flash in the pan can be drawn.
Car ran out of Wuzhen, along the meadow all the way down the snow-capped mountains fled, passing Basu, along the cold Qujiang further forward, climb an altitude of 4400 meters of the long-La Pass, down to the two sides termed the natural barrier of the Nu River valley, day dark. Had from the late train all the way mad rush, 22:00 to Banda, Su Banda depot
7, Markam - Kunming
Leave Banda, but also the easternmost town in Tibet stayed a night Markam. The next morning, the weather was very good. I leave to go via Salt Deqin. Yanjing was divided into two salt well. A letter to God, a letter to the Buddha. In the world has such a thing, from top to bottom, but 1000 meters away from Salt In fact, many years, still maintained that custom. This is also the early Catholic Church to enter the country a major credit bar. The car had a salt well, is the junction of three provinces, the regulation of any kind, and there's chaos, but known, but the scenery there is also the name out. Along the way, roads on both sides of the meadow, the stream trickling sluggishly, springs murmur. Sunlight in the leaves, Cao Jian, flowers, stones, water beating. The jungle, tree branches, as birds Jojo. Distance endlessly rising peaks, snow-capped mountains always go hand in hand at the end of days.
Road parking Chikurinji, Zaiqu tribute to the Buddha. However, like the Buddhist Tibetans, and I was like ah. 1 Chikurinji did not take long to see a Kamiyama - Meili Snow Mountain, Tibetan eight Kamiyama the first place. That morning, the Meili Snow Mountain Kaergebo Peak, elevation 6
740 meters. Edge was not his wife, as well as security, are in the sun shine, all seen it. To listen to the locals, said: Sometimes a person bent on watching a Kamiyama, just as it did not spend the last month may also be blessing. So, really good luck that day. Meili Snow Mountain scenery on how, we can not find words to express, and we still go and see myself. Snow-capped mountains on the edge of the mountain there is a commemorative plaque, that all but 17 people were killed in this.
In the Deqin is a good way to see the Jinsha River, and along the riverside, car will be up a walk, a line will be down, people in the years gripped with horror, but these, and has passed the road in front of comparison, in fact, have not considered what it is. To the Yunnan border with Tibet, where the car had been standing in the way in the Lancang River, and a large mountain slid down, and the edge of the Rolling Stones are still constantly blocks down the road really dangerous ah. Fortunately, a Highways car to the past, we just incidentally in with the past. Nice road workers, so that on one side of the car to help us in the past, and have a dangerous road, not many cars parked, quickly left, and even the sub-pillar provinces are not fancy.
Guo Bai Mang Snow Mountain --- Yunnan-Tibet line last a snow-capped mountains, although previously had so many snow-capped mountains. However, White Mang Snow Mountain is the most exciting, because to leave Tibet by. We go to the mountains, just days under the snow, the car slowly walking in the snow. Snow drift outside. Large tracts of snow in the window before the fly, it's nice to feel. Hill suddenly all white, this is unlikely to see that the peak of the. But did not think that there is still so lucky the car to a hilltop, we saw only one finally snow, the sun shines, I was sitting on top of the hill, while Look at fog slowly rising from the foot of the mountain, letting the wind gradually rose to peak to disperse. . .
Slow down when you drive all the way to go tight to the Deqin county is 21:00. The next day they went to leave the Deqin Zhongdian, re-met again after an absence of several days of asphalt roads, and left again to Lijiang, Zhongdian, and finally returned to Kunming.
Morning, come out from Kunming railway station, standing on the central square, this time the sky The sky was clear, although the extreme physical fatigue, but the mood was particularly sunny, like the head of the sky. The road to paradise is always full of difficulties and dangers, but was filled with excited joy. I remember one of the tourists visiting Tibet that have never been so excited, do not eat can not sleep, just enjoy the appreciation of that beauty. For the Yunnan-Tibet line stretches hundreds of kilometers of those beautiful scenery, we are just a passer-by only. In retrospect this time period of 15 days of the Yunnan-Tibet road trip, suddenly feel very lucky that yesterday's difficult, have become the value of the. Again Ganwudao, fortunately, from the hardships and dedication. All in all a beautiful, always easy to not easy to get the office. . . .
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