Plateau Sunshine (2)
Yulong Snow Mountain
In the visual, the snow-capped mountains and the city is too close, and close enough to a bit abrupt, but it also appears to be harmonious, no clouds, when the blue sky dotted with snow-capped mountains.
The sun the way we have embarked on the Yulong Snow Mountain, today is a big New Year's Eve, visitors much.
Dongba God means a park, the park there are a lot of totem, from the wood of the old circumstances, it really has some of Clear. Torii gate is for visitors in the middle of the Shinto (left and right sides), Road, the central government for a picture about the history of Dongba (similar to the Tibetan Thangka, but here is a fake). Attractions, from the left into the right side out, because the left side on behalf of evil, darkness, death, right on behalf of justice, light, life, so take that representatives from the darkness into the light. In a variety of totem in the left and right have an egg-shaped object, left right black white, the original in the Dongba culture, everything is chosen by the birth of eggs, the same black color representative of evil, white represents light, so left and right .
Dongba God the many totem park, or worthy of a careful appreciation.
To leave the God park, along the way, the car circled around the snow-capped mountains, natural murdered a lot of film.
We are going direct MAONIUPING (because there are Tibetan yak grazing in this name), to the mountainside, optional cable cars, horse or on foot.
We do not hesitate to choose riding (bad foot traffic, no road, afraid of losing direction; Tram, I have a fear of heights, to avoid a), the hill is no road, the snow is very thick woods just walking horse less dense areas, everywhere covered with thick snow, the road is quite scenic spots wuregan taste Unfortunately, Britain can not take pictures on horseback too.
Along the way beautiful, sunny, cold and biting, Yingzisashuang, thinking that a little taste of battlefield expeditions, in front of a small Dan asked me whether she was riding posture cool, I said: Well, actually a little bit of style then Mulan, is Her triumphant occasion, I have added the sentence: If so, I knew how to die, Mulan. She asked: How can the death of Hua Mulan, I really do not know, history books, there are records? All seriousness, I say: According to "post-Chuan Han ? Mulan," records, Mulan is riding fall to their deaths to. She said: Really? Froze a moment, and then immediately put my curse roundly meal.
After about 40 minutes, they came to Maoniuping, because it is winter, the head of this rise, snow-capped, and no one traveled places have knee-deep snow, we go up along the Plank Road.
Are on the way, suddenly came the clear voice is a Tibetan, although I do not understand lyrics, but that the penetrating power of the voice is really so I was surprised, because from our observation deck above about 100 meters, communication came the sound is so clear. I came to the viewing platform, panting, he saw a group of Tibetan girl in the entertain themselves and songs that came from their mouths, I could not even speak a little difficulty (feeling of the sound from leaving, like talking on the plane the same as) their voices echoed in the Queba over the snow-capped mountains. If you sing K, then the microphone for them is superfluous, and their voice like a plateau sunlight, holy mountains of snow, rich penetrating power and clarity were spotless, for never been to Tibet, I feel that they each are Cedain Zhoima.
This is one person land and water side, ah, spotless place, that is, everything spotless, even the sound is no exception.
Just as I was surprised while they are in fact a warm inviting us to join the ranks of their dance, I asked myself dumb hands and feet, let the small Dan join my side of the murder of film. In the winter sun, facing the blue sky, snow-mountain, next to the Tibetan song and dance, people feel like being in jade palace.
There is no hint of blue sky clouds, Yulong 13 peaks lined up in front of the entire Maoniuping are buried in the snow, only for tourists to see the snow of the Plank Road and herdsmen caught outside the house, facing the holy mountain, was I shocked No words.
White, as white people did not dare to face;
White, as white people mind can not concentrate;
White, white people were ashamed;
White, white people were amazed;
White, as white people daydream constantly;
White, as white people love and affection with added;
White, white people were friendly gestures;
White, white people get a blank;
White was a mess ... ...
I do not know how long passed before the departure of dismay.
After Tibetan house, there sell snack: roasted yak dishes, baked potatoes, buttered tea, yak milk, ... ..., yak meat, 1 yuan for each string, taste great the United States, ate a great deal. Yak butter tea, yak milk, barley and noodle dishes one by one taste of the plateau. It is fantastic.
Mexican Crow
January 22, 2004 in Lijiang, Chui-Wen Inn
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