About the Garden of Eden
Altay to Burqin out, our car is that school of pastoral scenery, dawn mist of light years around, and Altai mountains looming, dazzling grasslands are scattered in the leisurely feeding cattle and sheep. The air was filled with grass atmosphere, moist, quiet. Spring seems to step over the Burqin stepped into the fall. Guo Burqin dozens of kilometers to the Kamoku is a muddy sidewalk. When clouds gather when the casual, sunny day when the rain, the wilderness due to flickering light and shadow, jump light Dance. She tempted me, but I did not dare enter. Liked her desolation, her loneliness, desolation stroked the bleak, lonely and comfort the lonely.
Between heaven and earth suddenly punch through a rainbow. No time frame tripod, and quickly capture, hand trembled. Rainbow disappeared while she was a beautiful sight. Lens solidified the moment. Beauty can not be eternal, and sometimes that is the eternal moment.
We are slowly entering a fairy-tale world of the white birch, rushing toward us with a golden share of vividly the United States, in my eyes flowing. From the south of our imagination will be obvious, no matter how pale, it is what kind of a yellow, light yellow to mature from the verdant gold, layer upon layer upon layer, endless, in the Kamoku result in Kanas in white Haba I have been throughout the northern invasion by such pure my heart is overflowing with her incomparable poetic. Her pure her talk to her mooring St. junction. Birch - these three words when I spit it out gently, she has not appeared in a tree of ideas, but a poem is a painting. Is a ray of warmth.
We stayed in the picture - Hemu, in the entrance to the village we met the whole of Sichuan photographer Huamao. Chinese teachers enthusiastically introduced us home, we and he had become a neighbor.
Night we eat the lamb chops, butter milk. A small girl come up with a plane I do not know what made the food, we do not pay attention. Here, holding a small digital camera in Japan for everyone to take pictures, is said with a smile, he served as the master's words make us laugh abruptly put on hold. How do you this is so, so do you have over there? Disregard of others? We Zhangerhushang puzzled, not knowing he was talking about? We may Xinjiang, people think you have not the same as the mainland. Finally, I finally understand the meaning of his words inside. He was surprised at the little girl move. I was surprised at his sensitivity.
Little girl looked at the expression of an unknown on the inside, he could not bear some of the "You're angry," "no" "I know you're angry, do not be angry."
Chinese teachers because of the arrival of the evening, our home became a classroom, in addition to a small girl enough, others are trapped, and finally the master to help us any solution of the Circuit stop there, sleeping. We slept inside, the pig to sleep outside, can be pig-headed and any master, or one after the Han Sheng reaches my ear, noisy little girl one night, no sleep. After the vows of never sleeping in a pig house.
China has become the teacher the next day our guide, days off he would take us up the mountain in the darkness, I kicked one foot deep shallow climb, they finally reached the very summit, has put bright days. You have already occupied a large number of shadow hills. Fog rolls in Bay, a boundless heaven and earth, the wind had Department, Yunjuanyunshu. Suddenly, the sun broke through clouds gushing out. Sprinkle a small village golden 10000. Morning mist, smoke, was dyed with golden dawn of the birch - showed us a painting of autumn.
And God seems to mean, the sun quickly hide in the clouds, never showing his face.
Favorite is the foot of the mountain side of the plot of birch, I am a long time in the inside Strolling, having left to leave.
Back to our living in wooden huts, they are already packing packaged, and today we want to go on foot Hemu Kanas Lake after dark. "Kanas, Kanas, who is going to Kanas?" Ren in the courtyard call out loudly. "I went," I was hesitant to give up on foot. Rounding, and how to get the conversion? I think there are only homes were, having left that you win.
To look at a birch, I went to the hillside next to the world starting with rain and mountain silent, distant mountains clouds fluttering indistinct indistinct and Rain Mi Meng. I seem to fall into secluded Yau dreams, there is no earthly Xuan clamor, there is no competition for fame and fortune. No endless sufferings. Here is my dream of Eden.
The world has played a drizzle, a Kazakh aunt called me into the room sit her on the hot side of butter tea, though I do not really listen to understand ma'am, I still know that aunt was telling me that only their old home, both mouth at home, her son went to work abroad. Hasa take home all of the snacks aunt took me to leave, also refreshments kept highly plug into my hands.
Goodbye honest aunt hasa good, goodbye to the quiet little village, I will still see you.
From Hemu Kanas by Jarden valley into the valley, valleys, the flow of the two sides are golden. A golden corridor.
Engrossed in the scenery, thoughts sway Golden Valley, Betty fluttering step one scene, it makes your head without blemish access. I roll down the window glass, try to jack up the camera lenses, to himself, "5.6" - "30 per second" snake-heads immediately pick in the ranks. I saw a little not so bad, he was not engaged in photography, there is so accurate and common sense, I was very surprised.
"Your photographs are sold for money Received? Competition? Not, you put so much for what?" Snake-heads ask.
In many cases, a people choose to walk, not because of desire, nor the temptation. But only to listen to their inner echo.
Kanas ticket 100, the driver is no exception. Vehicles can not enter the area, stopped at the gods Bay parking lot. Scenic area there are free bus ride is free.
Fairy Bay sparkling afternoon, open the tripod, would like to find a suitable location, forward or backward and Norway, do not want to kick moved into the two-foot-deep puddles behind. Dragging wet legs, empty stomach Krupp Krupp, I and Ren lunch and dinner, and became a meal, instant noodles + mutton string, I eat roast of cold-water fish, delicious to the extreme. Kanas what are expensive.
Chose a cottage stay there appeared relatively clean, 30 one-bed. There are six beds. Cottage has a large, cool name of "Summer Resort."
After dinner, changed socks and feet wrapped with plastic paper, I decided to go to Hukou sunset shoot out in front of Ren repeatedly reminded me something happens to play his cell phone, not to no one's place. Dangerous! Like most of the loving brother. There is no sunset, no beauty. In the days when the dark is not dark I went back to Mountain Resort. To listen to the local driver about how the sky was going to snow. Snakeheads has helped me and a nod to the boss wife, my shoes can be in their hearth baked overnight.
Kanas of the night, cold.
Dim lights, cold night. Foot Black Lake comrade in arms, tonight you Kehao? Are you the black lake that occupied the only wooden huts? At this point Wanlaijuji, Kanas sleep, the black lake to sleep. You sleep in it?
I believe that this is an extraordinary night, this night you will always remember. 永远.
Silent night, reveal how the lives of a life filled with uncertainties and some moments will never forget some things, such as tonight ... ....
Is a new day, the sun is new every day.
Early in the morning rush to Hukou, and so on for two hours or not the morning mist. Casual shot two went Kamosawa Lake. Lake Kamosawa little very little scenery. Snow-capped mountains reflected upside lake. The people have gradually dispersed, I enjoy the autumn sun warmth alone. Lazy too muddy feel the passage of time.
Unknowingly passed lunch time, ready to eat close tripod back to find that I drive a Toyota to North Korea, a middle-aged man, the same photographers, he told me he was Kanas Tourism Authority to "Now is not the ideal time to take pictures, I am ready to come in the evening, if you want to make, then call me."
And a strange man to eat for the first time, but a sense of trustworthiness.
Kaunas Kazakhstan afternoon colder, and Ren has been put on the borrowed army coat. We came to an immortal Beach parking lot to take down my clothes, sat in open air-conditioned car, like being wrapped warm. Quietly watched the lake in front of a Bay, what's that do not want a daze, nice. Sky drifted Meng Meng, cloud piled up thick, as snow is to look. This is difficult to weather out the film.
Chatted just to be invited, strange Ren's criticism, I like a little girl who do not understand things. "Xinjiang is a single woman, a man invited to eat, if the woman consented, it means" continue, "the promise, the following must have" story. "I hear of his implication. This" story "must be a bear's the story. is a great beginning of the end of the story written.
Different people see different perspectives, like photography. Pure friendship between men and women do? Must well-intentioned motives behind thereupon sorrowful? I asked god, gods, without a word. Fairy Bay in the mist-shrouded in mystery the more remarkable.
Suddenly want to see Birch. The call. 4 Warriors has finally arrived. Car to find a few rounds had not received them. Like hide and seek like. When we see them from far off, when standing in front of the Summer Resort, smugglers flying in the past might have seen the long-awaited reunion of the comrades in arms. Pig to see my first sentence says, "Fortunately, you do not have to" In this way, rain and snow, a muddy two days one night, had heartfelt admiration, especially the small girl, when she cried sore hum ridiculed ridiculed the time, " snakeheads "Tatema said," I give you massage - no charge, "I do not know is his massage in place, or she was too sore. Small girl sent burst after burst by several boys and recognized that "lustful" sounds ... ... On foot from the portable computer to see if they shoot pictures, but also snow-capped mountains is the child a long march grassland. In addition to admire I can say. Although tired, we still very excited. Is a pity that pig's head, he again will be "invited" to go out, the small girl to hear him snore could not fall asleep, but fortunately he Lianxiangxiyu automatically exit, this is not the first time. Pig, or a lonely single person or with strangers packed together. And when the next day heard that little girl alone in the lake immersive blizzard lost, the most anxious was his. Because they could not confirm, she said the lake is above or below to find four boys divided into two groups.
I sat in the quiet stillness of the cabin, and outside the dry rashness snowflake rampant. A hint of sadness gratuitous from the air was filled with off from. I started to cough.
Little girl back to being bitter and trained pig meal, from not leaving the team without permission.
Pig hat on foot yesterday, when they were small-Hasa wizard wearing away, but today, miraculously returned, Ngau Tau met at the breakfast hours of small Al-Hasa. Ran did not know at what time, which was missing the hat again. Maybe somewhere that he does not own it.
The more snow the next bigger, we are leading the way white Haba was very worried about the road closure will be no one else is therefore the idea of progress, but also a great climb climb white Haba determination. Mitsubishi Pajero Indomitable rushed into the vast snow, through wuregan is an autumn birch-filled world, we reached what is known as "Northwest first village" white Haba. This is a beautiful small village border. A meandering stream quietly around the village has become the Sino-Kazakh border river, after dinner we proceed to the border river, the road comes illegal immigration when it comes to cross-border, it is to stimulate.
"Ren, do not put us got me to sell," "Oh, there, and we told him to snakeheads bar" pig-headed as the last to get a good Ren was very proud of the nickname.
Back to the entrance to the village from the old stump, he saw a large number of video-you hobble around, "guns" in making gallop, turned out it was a 50 yuan for the village children, "performance", the sense of boredom, do not Cou this fun. Walk around everywhere in the village, the sky is almost evening without setting sun, nothing beat, much to see pig and Hengdian Group, Liu Zhijiang talk very warming, originally hometown, Liu is a photography expert, so repeatedly invited him to sit over night This Zuopian have pig's some emotion, "I'll no longer take pictures, and left-handed shot cut left hand, right hand cut film," will depend on how many hands he has.
The night was deep, snake-heads greet you wash your hair, the water pouring from the spoon on his head, as if like a lot of fun, "girl, do not wash wash" "to thiophene, wash a" That's the tone of Xinjiang, has a unique musical sounds and tune .
Morning, rain Xi Xi Li Li, drawn into Napian birch full of fallen flowers, never get out. Squatters, streams, gold shops, the wet is the heart, Rou Rou, have been wound.
I am even more stunning is that the depths of the desert Puteh, Middle pillar stands Chaba river Kazakhstan, Kazakhstan wilderness reminds me of the Russian oil paintings depicted Levitan. Takato and with a touch of melancholy.
Do not want to go back. ... ...
Hastily, too hastily, just as in life.
Irtysh River in front of which we can not reach, so only turn 100 back in 1000. She is the only one river flows to the Arctic Ocean.
Banks have a lot of beautiful multicolored jade, bent over picking up stones feel some dizziness, straightened up the earth like the shaking was surprised to discover an earthquake. How? Small Japan and the Lower Ngau Tau disappeared? A few seconds ago, while on the slopes. North Korea desperately waving smugglers, he is already aware of it, the direction of Pajero to the road go through. Back, small in Japan they are still sway leisurely. Thought it was an illusion, a few dozen minutes after the Earthquake Administration confirmed that just be true, an earthquake in Russia 6. Finally know what is the disturbance.
Once again, picking up rocks in the Urho's Mogui Cheng. Mo Guicheng is the years of wind and rain erosion formed a peculiar shape, color magnificent natural geographical landscape, and his magnificent difficult language, can only be used to sense her heart the solemn silence and deep, and understand that God entrusted to her the temporal dimensions of change and the Liao millions of years of lonely.
And we are just passing through.
Karamay sunset blood burning, to give people a sense of encroaching upon the hearts of fantasy, a kind of long-hoped-shock.
Brilliant is a snap, and finally the last evening of the mournful.
Wan Su Karamay is the basement, snakeheads strange expression, and was very depressed look.
And I think that a warm bed, nothing more.
Author: tll66
