Sat night bus, the sun rising, I reached the bus station Burqin, after a series of running border card, and other companions, we rented a sport utility vehicle, arriving on foot most of those crossing the Karnali Sri Lanka starting point - Jarden valley, because we rented a horse and that his family away from the Jarden valley 8 km Bulacan bridge (remember the name) to live, we rushed to the bridge Bulacan. The way, encountered the first rain in Xinjiang is not stopped several moments, and probably turned a mountain later, when a very rapid river water appeared in front of me, the driver told me the bridge to the Bulacan. Bulacan, this bridge is just a wooden bridge on the river, but this is a wooden bridge on foot to come and Kamoku's must pass through. The bridge there is a Kazakh people is that we have to rent a horse place, their home has three huts, built in the gentle slope at the river bend, there is a wooden huts before the fenced pastures, I have a look inside five only the deer, their homes and children told us that they caught. Outside the fence there are several head of cattle and several head of sheep, as well as horses graze in the surrounding and surrounded by silhouetted against a blue sky, dazzling tree, coupled with the voice of the river rapids, I feel that the Shangri-la. We in Kazakhstan after the home point of the extra dishes for dinner, which also places the lamb special, because his family raised their own sheep, said he wanted to kill us now, we have been waiting for, such as vegetables are finished, and everyone relaxed and turn, when suddenly remembered not eat mutton, and asked the owner, the owner said that Yang has not returned it, and we hear laughter, the original sheep let out to wait for the sheep came back to kill. During the next three games then rain, the mountains the weather is really changeable, one will be rain, but rain has not large, we decided to spend the night at his house, re-start the next morning. I would like to make good use of the time felt my heart Taoyuan. In the evening when I stood on the bridge, a rainbow appeared in the sky, I saw cows and sheep were over there all the way from the bridge to go back, are wondering during the period saw a team is behind, was so surprising, and Shepherd passing When I still smell the smell of my side. The owner asked us, lamb, or do we all speak with one voice to say do not eat the.
Around was so quiet, and the surrounding waters of the voice of the greatest voices, and I try the water in the river is ice cold water, only the heads of the river boulders Zuoyi Hui. Among the exposure to this rosy picture, I feel that my heart have been purified, where I found a moment of transcendence, a moment's peace, a moment of relaxation.
I miss there.
Author: ligecoco
