As heard on the Pamirs has the world's one of the most beautiful Star, I am middle of the night four points more in Kara Cooley Lake, wrapped in a blanket out in the yurt, but also because I am a Star so beautiful, do not look at Council regrets for life, then the four playmate yurts have dark out, go out to.
In fact, the starry night, and did not imagine the beauty of the dark days I had not foreseen, because the day was cloudy in the evening the wind still blew Meng. But I still do not want to miss even a little chance that the most beautiful starlight, but also may help a cold day I was triggered by altitude sickness, the whole very hard to sleep at night, always when you sleep when you wake up more than 0:00 when I got up and seen a star, when the wind is still howling outside the yurt, a layer of thin air hooded, Galaxy hanging light, star light pale thin. 4:00 up that outside the wind had stopped, Cameroon lake surrounded by Wanlaijuji, quiet, people may think that mysterious, the sky is very cool and bright, although the moon hangs high, but the stars 4 cloth, even without the legendary beauty, the same bright starlight.
Although the stars in the sky there is no imagination in the charming, but if that day is not a serious altitude sickness, I will stay quiet for a while outside in the yurt, and I would like to feel alone, under the Gurkha Star Lake, snow-capped mountains, melting into the moment of quiet However, because of headache Yulie only yurt in a hurry ran back to sleep.
The Cameroon lake trip was my first obvious reaction to the altitude, because from the cold. Speaking of cold, or prior to departure to Xinjiang have to, and then start a little attention, thinking that in general, a sore throat a few days would be good. A few days before departure has been lack of sleep, but in order to catch an early flight to Urumqi at night before a night on the bus ride to Urumqi, the then immediately turn to sit in Kashgar more than 1000 kilometers more than 30 hours of no air-conditioning hard - the train, coupled with the Northwest land and water not to adapt, cold is no better anti-serious. In Urumqi, the time began to realize that a cold, Chile Yao. In the train to Kashgar on the opposite seats when they heard when the armed police in Sichuan in Kashi small group said that they force people who have been in the Pamirs to perform tasks because of altitude sickness and never able to come back, I suddenly realized that the problem gravity and began to carry with them a variety of cold and non-cold medicines are were all dug out to eat, like multi-pronged approach, hoping that a cold can be cured at once. That small group is Nengkan, this is a good thing, but I晕晕heavy, either blowing I have mentioned how he did not feel dejected listen blindly to get on the ground to go, but the carriage near the Si Shiduo temperature again makes me difficult to fall asleep .
Spent a day in Kashi, we have only the Kara Cooley Lake. Because the relationship between the cold, I have been hesitating whether or not to spend the night in the highlands, and even a coin thrown out. Eventually, abandoned tower counties and Khunjerab, decided to look at the situation and then determining whether the above overnight.
From Kashi south, after a Shufu County began after the way up and deserted, cars first gallop in the Gobi Desert, where the desert sand is very thick, the top is still long with a clusters of weeds, and later transferred to the valley car, section of the road in front of eyes keep some form of Chu peculiar red, brown yellow peaks, the above is not long a grass, is more than Huoyanshan Flaming Mountains, as if totally ooze accumulated up the statue might be the rock the wind into the bar. Behind the mountains rising more and more dangerous, to the later, often one can see snow-capped mountains rise, snow-capped mountains all the way accompanied. Before we went to Kashi where rained, and some roads still flooded, the river anomalies muddy, gravel mixed with sand. Yamaguchi piled up across the river some of the fan-shaped mud heap sizes, it should be that without the witness heard so much about their names and mudslides had.
In an open valley, the driver told us to stop down, the car in front of scenery almost let me call up there to see who is online beauty could not believe the photographs of the valley. At the foot of the shore is a grass, is a mirror in front of a small lake, shallow lake opposite the several black-gray and white, looks like a completely sandy peaks of the mountain fell down a long shadow in the lake, those mountains look very real, like to take down just inside the same frame, such a fantastic landscape of human how can I be able to see, I suspect that I do not care who fall outside the fairy-tale world.
Unfortunately, the day the lake is not particularly clear, the sky is also a little mist, sand mountains, is not particularly clear.
We have successfully reached the mountain base in Cameroon lake and did not hear the road traffic congestion encountered. Chartered in Kashi and did not imagine the convenience, because the reasons for road, we almost can not go Gurkha Lake, one to Kashi, there can not get the locals told us that the Pamirs, the day the driver is not much one is willing to pull us start up, then seven in the morning that we should start (Xinjiang time is 5:00), while he himself was quick to wait until 8:00 to come to meet us. Later, back to Kashgar, it may start a bit late, we are on the road was blocked, here was my first experience I have ever seen of the most high-handed methods of road construction - paving the way for two whole road handlebars are occupied, All the cars have to wait for them to repair the afternoon to a paragraph to be adopted. However, we do not particularly bad luck, just waiting for three hours, where I have seen all the privileges of Chinese officials - have come to two government officials, fleet, road vehicles can only be stopped to give way, and we The car was lucky to escape with the team behind one of the cars.
May be walking too close, and Cameroon lake to me at first glance is not very special feeling. We are from the south around the mountain base in Cameroon lake walk, here is a small grassland, steppe at the end of the remote there is a small village, followed by a row of brown mountains, and their behind the curtain Shi Tage is the snow-capped mountains, when the of it hidden in the clouds refused to come out the welcoming. Napian grasslands Let me still a lingering fear of mosquitoes and the mosquitoes not only huge robust, but also more difficult to have confidence too. We were dancing all the way to go casually to the body where a film, there will be a few mosquitoes on the palm of your hand remains. Every single photo will have to pay the cost of a few mouthfuls of by their bites. Grassland on a Road, the trickle down from the mountains upstream, curtain Shi Tage melting of mountain everlasting and Rong Jin with his own body into the Cameroon lake. Cameroon lake as the sun changes in refraction and direct, like a huge piece of undisturbed wilderness emerald color from blue and, blue, light green, green non-stop change, it is strange sigh. Was also found himself being inadvertently walked into a red and wild flowers in the lake, Yan-hong of the wildflowers in the green grass and blue water appeared between the exceptionally tender and beautiful, arouses our sympathy and affection.
Will walk the grass, near the lake on the other side of the foot of the mountain when the clouds around the peak screen Shi Tage completely dispersed, and finally reveal the majestic, his Koho standing proudly, surrounded by the other peaks are much lower than him, the Peak was rounded, seemed particularly stalwart, vigorous, due to a huge body peaks, it seems so close, feeling that they are also amiable dignity, worthy of the title of father of snow-capped mountains. Grasslands, the weather unpredictable, a small array of sudden Shu Yu to have not brought our rain gear nowhere to escape. Playmate decided to go back, which made me walk around the lake a week vanished. They want the nearest to the other side of the foot of the mountain village of rain, but was blocking the avenue is a small stream, is opposite a little boy, and gestures to ride his horse over mountain stream or to return to base when the rain had stopped.
As the only boy riding a horse, we again farther away, a man shouted over, is discussing with him how to ride back, he said, pointing behind the village, "There are a machine, or not?" Let us a few a listening puzzled. Repeated listening to many times, I Yuanwang Village, parked a jeep suddenly understood why. We ride with him in the past, when there are a teenage boy came to me walking in front of the playmate that invited us to his house guest, please a stranger who came to the house guest, which people of our cities is unheard of. We followed them to come to the village, but went into the first entrance to the village that his family is also a "mechanical" people's home, that person is also said to the boy's uncle. Not to that boy a guest house and still feel very guilty.
We came to a Kirgiz village. This is a very poor family's house, the door is a courtyard, relying on there are a row of bungalows, a corner of the courtyard in front of a group of women are doing Weizhehuolu Nang, to see us go in, and they all lift our head-Han Xiao. The man took us to the room to sit, his wife, father, sisters are starting to come. Their room is very simple to maintain a pastor's character, in addition to the door a small piece of ground, the room is basically a type of pit occupied a carpenter's square, the door edge with a large table was placed televisions, pits and in the walls is covered with a red embroidered blankets, the hostess said proudly gestures bought from Kashgar. In addition to their home man of the house, other people did not know Chinese, translate them and speak to us to rely on, but their faces have always wearing a friendly smile, the eyes of written communication to the outside world desire. His father told us that he was once a village cadre, many years ago, a trip to Beijing, but also to find time in front of Tiananmen photographs to us. Beautiful young mistress to us non-stop Tim tea Nang come home to us to eat, to see us take pictures, she was always very "fit" and posed to reveal a child-like air of both serious and tweaks. Her desire and our communication with open eyes, though not how to speak, but innocent smiles on their faces have explained everything. I see here is always so clear and bright eyes, like the stars over the Pamirs, although I missed over the Pamirs to enjoy the most beautiful stars, but fortunate to see the sky, another star on the grass, then is the world's most beautiful stars, only far away from modern civilization screen Shi Tage mountain crystal, pure peaks, the lake in the Kara Cooley crystal clear lake, River, and that star-like eyes will flicker with so simple, bright and clean, good, no time of spirit.
It was really very old jeeps, and estimated the city's abandoned car converted, and we sat after the car. Grassland on the road is very bumpy simple, and soon big jump in a car at the same time, we have a headache almost unanimous call up and since then, we have entered a plateau response to the state, and to my patients with the flu the most serious. Back to the mountain base, because the entire afternoon I feel altitude reaction is not particularly serious, we decided to stay. So we ate a meal in the base 100 yuan only two scrambled eggs stir-fried vegetables and a rice, but no wonder, because everything is brought up from the foot of the. Night stay at the base of the yurts, which in addition to our five individuals, there are two in China to study and teach Australian students.
Afternoon, Cameroon lake more and more cold, the wind increases, fewer and fewer people. I head more and more pain, he hid in a lake after the leeward of the boulders, quietly nestled in Roumei the lake and the surrounding snow-capped mountains alone beside the changing micro-lake a distance, the looming snow-capped mountains. Cameroon when the blue lake, when green, sometimes blue water of the Central further the sudden a large brown, the sun sets, the lake became deep blue in recent Mexican, but also its "black lake" in color. Some people liken the bill to a Cameroon lake girl, then I seen is a volatile character girl, her makeup sometimes and sometimes heavy makeup, sometimes gentle and sometimes staunch, sometimes frivolous and sometimes it quiet. Lake on both sides of the screen Shi Tage kongur nine other mountain and the clouds drift along the mountains, when hidden, at times, who like the white gauze wrapped in a layer of uneven thickness. With the screen Shi Tage mountains ratio kongur the nine other mountain peaks appear delicate, they join hands around the lake and out-Cameroon, as a strict father with a nine sons guarded the central Graceful Goddess. Very strange is that throughout the day I failed to see two peaks in the sea of clouds simultaneously. Always heard that when the snow-capped mountains of sunset and sunrise is the most beautiful, so I went to rest a yurt will also come out, try and insist to 10 pm when the sun sets to catch the sunset, unfortunately that day cloud too much sun sets that moment did not see nor have I seen a sky full of clouds.
That night in yurts headache Yu Lie, plug nose, and even breathe a little sluggish, and my heart scared, peer a little bit worried about them. Woke up at six in the morning when the feel chest tightness, a little scared, and my heart Can flash Gurkha Lake, snow-capped mountains, I want to leave the idea of a permanent accompany them to see day light up, did not dare to sleep, went out to go. Outside fresh air, breathing is also smooth more, Fortunately, no soul has gone into the Pamirs. Outside the morning cold, wash your face with cold water, feeling like the cold winter with the South. Morning clouds more, waited a half-day sun, only to flash on the powerless into the sea of clouds, the sun comes out of that Yicha sky is orange-red clouds, the lake is also flashing red light, and then took a long time I did not see dawn complete picture of the snow-capped mountains and can only give up the idea, back to Kashgar.
Author: cgn12
