Out of Danba Kee
Danba is a good place, so people will also be difficult out hard.
Danba back to 8 the United States, take the car from the Danba to Kangding, 7:30 am start. 86 km away. If the highway to 120 km an hour calculations, 43 minutes; if the national highway, to 60 kilometers an hour, a 1 hour and 13 minutes to; if the mountain road to 20 kilometers an hour calculations, 4 hours Also 18 minutes to; However, we start from 7:30 am until 15:30 only to the eight United States, a full eight hours.
I'm used to it, and there is early preparation, adequate water and food, and enjoy mentality.
Must thank the car, stuck in a very beautiful bonsai garden called the East Valley areas. On both sides of a cliff in the middle he is a beautiful stream, called the East Valley Creek. Road along the creek, winding among the cliffs. Rapid changes in river courses, streams and sometimes gentle stretch, clear bottomed out, sometimes swift surging, jumping up and down the white spray. Cliff on the length of many green plants, like the silhouetted against a green wall with a transparent and whiten the streams, so that being transparent and whitening, but also added a little green. Slightly wider in the river where scattered and disorderly scattered with many small oasis above the proportionate length was short, with trees, graceful and elegant.
I followed the stream up to go. Cloudy weather, the wind over the mountains, and some cold.
I listened to the music, it was Valentine's Day, when J sent me a CD, which he specially selected music. I listened to the music as the sun shines down and warm.
Very quickly, get out of the queues. In front of the road. Near noon, when the workers began to prepare a meal. They shed on the ride side of the road. Covers Nylon herringbone up a small shed is a place where they live, eating places, place to live, if they are living words. Worn underwear hanging on a tree house edge. However, they seem to still very happy to see me, but also invited me to eat with them, although it is only a pot of cabbage, and several have a few pieces out of fat. Where they talk about with a smile and enjoy the rest of time.
Not far away there is a simple cement-brick hot springs pool, a few workers in the hot spring, there are men and women. A very harmonious picture. Wash, it is very natural to see people who feel a natural. Life is the case with the bar down. Then why are there so many concerns about so many taboos, a biologist, into the chemists, ethicists, historians are concerned about, not worthwhile me to worry about.
A debate previously, and companions, he said that these workers are happy, we need to Bashansheshui a day to see the face of the landscape. I refute him, and you look at their lives, is called happiness?
But now, once again faced with, I do not know what I said.
Suddenly asked myself, what is happiness? A good job, a house, car is happiness? Free to wander around is happiness? What else do not want is happiness? I do not know them, do not understand their lives, and what I am qualified to say that they are happy not happy? I watched them, was sun tan bronze skin, because of labor in the face bears the deep wrinkles, Jin Luo distinct arm; I looked at them, and relish the eating, laughing spree ... ...
I am out of the shed and continue to listen to my music, walk my way.
Author: happylee
