From Xining to Qinghai Lake about 160 kilometers or so, in the town of Hai Yen is divided into two routes, the northern route through the Gangcha Yen to the south line through the Riyue, daotanghe.
Qinghai Province, the daily average temperature lower than the other Mainland provinces and cities in the original, and even the hottest July is also equivalent to the mainland, but four, in May when the climate, the temperature is only 15-19 degrees. Our hearts are also with the increase of rain in the sink all the way to come to this dream place, actually catch up with the rainy bad weather, it is everyone's fun to be extremely.
Qinghai Lake has been far from the shadow appeared in the horizon, in the rain and fog in the true Shuitianyise diffuse, hard to tell where the water, where the skies are all gray one.
Qinghai Lake is China's largest inland saltwater lake in Tibetan is called "wrong Wen Bo," Mongolian called the "Library Counord" are "green blue sea" mean. The lake more than 3100 meters above sea level, covering an area more than 4500 square km, is China's largest lake.
Have long heard that the Qinghai Lake, such as a sapphire set in the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, the stone did not know the rain still crystal translucent Sapphire? !
Our moody obviously hanging in the face, accompanied us to come together with friends in order to alleviate the dull atmosphere, gave us Let's talk about the legend about the Qinghai Lake.
According to legend, long before the grasslands of Qinghai Lake is a bottomless big spring, spring, there is a large, heavy stone lid, exposing ordinary people who are not open. One year with a Taoist disciples pass by disciples thirst, priests told the disciples that the middle of a prairie spring, must be covered with stone after drinking the cover. After drinking disciples hurried to catch up with the master, but forget the stone lid, do not go far, I heard behind the flood billowing waves of sound, then hurried back to run, but more and more water can no longer close to the spring a. Taoists see the disciples did not catch up, something had gone wrong situation, and so he was back when there is an ocean.
Friends also said that the Qinghai Lake there are many folk legends, this is the most widely spread way of saying.
Bird Island before we enter the street of small restaurants where the problem resolved by simply taking the lunch, we drove to the lake, one of the five islands of the egg island.
Bird Island is by Cormorant Island and Egg Island, composed of egg Island, also known as Hercynian mountain, Cormorant Island, also known as Haixi Pi. Qinghai Lake, a total of five island lake, eggs Island, Hai Xipi, Hoi Shan, dao, and three Isle.
Most birds have passed in May, and eggs on the island is still covered with a bird, the distant blue-green lake connecting with the green echo the beach. Bird Island on the birds are mostly migratory birds, each of the four, in May, the tens of thousands of birds gather together in less than one square kilometer island, soaring in the blue sky and blue water between the play, and the scene is very spectacular.
Qinghai Lake is a seven-color lake, due to the depth of water is different in different seasons, and even the same day, the lake's color colorful scene, mysterious and inscrutable, so called "Lake of Dreams."
Then for a long time under the rain stopped and slowly went so far as the island's strong winds blowing cool the skin, and was very comfortable.
To leave the eggs Island, we boarded the green tourist car to Cormorant Island.
The lake's water has shown a blue, green, yellow and light green in several different colors. The foot of the roadside wildflowers in full bloom vigorously forward, with the reeds swaying with the parties to meet the visitors.
Cormorant Island, climb down the stone steps, all the way to go all the way began to sunny days, the sun actually exposed the face of joy, we are incredibly exposure under the dazzling sun. Could not believe the sudden good fortune, the next stop on the road has always been the nasty rain seem to hear us all hope and pray, that we face disappointment at a critical time to actually put away the arbitrary sway of the Lian Peng.
After the kind of scenery in the seen will never forget, from the soul of the shock and joy of rushing toward us, a moment all of us drown.
Washed off by rain as the sky was clear blue, big big duo duo were dazzling white Yunfu travel in general passing overhead, the lake breeze brought the unique Xianxiang, not far from the bright-jing streamers fluttering in the breeze like telling the distant moving myth.
There are Napian water.
Describe how people feel sorry Napian America was the lake? ! Flocks of cormorants live in prominent boulders above the lake from the dark blue, light blue, dark green, light green to yellow, to almost white, quiet gorgeous in the sun, it is unable to remove his eyes.
Lush grass a bon bon a clusters of swaying in the breeze, each one leaves are Graceful, exceptionally enchanting.
We could not withstand such a temptation to run down the hillside, jumping, grasp as much time to capture every angle of a camera and want to leave all the charm of the moment, forgetting that this is more than 3000 meters of altitude. Shutter constantly flashing the camera constantly goes on, suddenly wiped out four or five rolls of film. With the past people said, so scenery all, 40 rolls of film are not too many.
We are breathing greed, greed for nearly concept afar. Scenery is so beautiful too beautiful, text ink in the face of such evil beauty of the mind seem so pale and weak, and written in any language can not describe this beauty come to the right shape. The magic in the natural way before we thoroughly impressed.
Brilliant sunshine, breeze blowing, the enjoyment of this intoxicating, really want to go.
After reluctantly leaving Bird Island with a still detour along the Qinghai Lake. Around the lake about 360 kilometers a week, and that devout believers are one step a Koushou to the holy lakes around their hearts worship. Wang Luobin that the first well-known songs, "In that distant place" in the sing of the Golden Sand in our eyes shine, the way vast expanses Tour in golden-yellow flowers of rape dazzled people.
The face of blue green, colorful, ever-changing lake, moving both hands and an unknown distribution aroma wildflowers, blue sky, the fluttering Danjue soul sway, and completely forgetting where all disappeared.
That a dream lake in general, such as the Inter-Daoke like engraved in mind.
Author: lovingsamsara
