Origin of the earth to Caiyunzhinan from Shaanxi, to the northwest. Three years, three places, each time to go home with memories and photos are. Want to record something, but it is always difficult to achieve. Last year, Xinjiang has always wanted to go could not find partners, and having heard of Xinjiang, "East Turkistan" or something. Coupled with the distance involved, can only give up the idea. In August, I heard that Qinghai Lake International Cycling Race to be started. So I called myself discounts, decided to go to Qinghai. Take a look at the map for himself designed a "Tianshui - Xining - the Tar Monastery - Qinghai Lake - Lanzhou," eight-day trip. From the northwest Qinghai and Gansu look a little harder to come back has been almost a year. Looking back at last determined to memory in toward the northwest, again flying heart.
On the road, as always, sitting along the Baoji-Chengdu railway line of the road. Vast and Shaanxi Qinling Mountains lie in between the Sichuan Basin, while in her body for the Sichuan Basin, a huge block cold air from the north, on the other side Queba living in the Sichuan Basin and imprison the first Shu Zu Min firmly in the "flood and drought From the people I do not know hunger, "the land of abundance. So on also have a great poet Li Bai, "the difficulty of roads of Shu, extremely difficult for! Silkworm plexus and Yufu, founding what a loss. Seoul to 48000 years old, not with the Qin settons human habitation." Sighs.
Train all the way stop-go, slowly on a walk through in the Qinling Mountains. Listen to friends that passed through the Qinling, the film has been seen as abnormal eye-catching sunflowers in the sun. Reluctantly taking a number of Pou Chen lines are in the evening. Can not see the true face of Qinling Mountains, only to experience a heart. Car to Baoji, and stopped for a very long time, the train swap the front to continue their journeys. For the first time on the train to the northwest of people create a wrong impression that the train is back open.
Gold and Silver Cloud owned beach, animal husbandry and coaches from Xining to Qinghai Lake on the road flew along the way landscapes on the plateau in front of hurried flow. Roadside a clear stream, in the glare of the sun plateau sparkling, bits and pieces. Is difficult to imagine this was the upper reaches of a tributary of the Yellow River.
Vehicle to achieve atomic city, the famous Golden Sand Prairie are also up. For the first time to see the prairie, a place to go endless undulating grasslands. Wait out of the car, into the embrace of grassland. In the rolling grasslands of several children playing, and then the United States and the United States to lie down on the moment. Overhead is the blue sky, from the middle of the blue light gradually go. It was a breathtaking photo of the blue, he wanders the dark clouds blossoming; foot is amorphous grasslands, time seems to this solidification, breathe fresh air with Qingcao Wei, Fu-off ears are gently wind, carefully listening to Nature and feel the freshness of nature.
Blossoming clouds in the grasslands into a round and round gray shadow; and places connected to heaven and earth, blossoming white clouds like flocks of sheep again, people really want to immediately pick up the whip to the pastoral clouds. To the Golden Sand prairie, we must sing Wang Luobin "in that distant place", we must once again pondering Wang Luobin and Tibetan girl, sincere love. Golden Sand at this time, more of a bit romantic, unforgettable.
C'est La Via
Days in Xining, the total look forward to see the international cycling race around Qinghai Lake, but is always backfire. However, just two days in Xining, let me Duoleyifen calm.
Not have much time during the day to stay in Xining. However, all came to the Northwest were honest, and very friendly. Bus arrival, people are conscious on the train line through the front door, there is no swarmed. Muslim restaurant was very clean, but also temperance, but also very strong ethnic customs. In Xining, drinking coveted Xining Te and some yogurt; ate chunks of lamb on the night market string; bought a lot of yak meat.
Xining Dongguan is a gathering place for Muslims. Can be seen everywhere wearing national dress of Muslims. Uneasy, and with a point of excitement into the well-known Dongguan Mosque in Xining. Looking under the green dome of blue sky, touched the hearts of as much as a kind of inexplicable. Can not help but think of those people moved to Hoda pen "Muslim's funeral." Devout Muslims get up very early every day at home or in mosques pray three times a day. The face of the West, toward the holy city - Mecca, pious prayers. The Friday afternoon is a big week on an unprecedented scale.
Plateau sun very hot, so there is a unique landscape Xining line, the street side of the crowd-hee-hee, one side is empty. Sitting in Xinning Square, bathed in the evening breeze blowing gently, watching the Xining active lifestyles of people suddenly thought of the classic French phrase C'est La Via, feel that this is the life: plain and true.
Wine when the song in Xining, when went to the country's only autonomous county of a Turkish - mutual aid. Back to the real experience of a wine or singers. When to go under the Mutual drizzle. Although the heart has long been psychologically prepared for a bit, but really did not expect too much. As soon as the Turkish people into one, three glasses of wine at the door is. Into the house, on the kang, unique flavor of the food put on the Turkish table. Eating vegetables, toast master, and did not come. I thought alarm can be lifted. Is Qiexi the hostess began. The Turkish people drink are brewed with sorghum, sorghum-altitude, degree pricey. For countless like me Jiuli for those who simply is a great mental challenge. There is no gap, the host family of the turns-on, along with a drink that is three cups. The Turkish people singing songs, one song is finished cups. And tourists as well as their singing in antiphonal style, do not last another three cups. Heard that the Turkish women's slack time, or when the rain is nothing better to do at home to drink, no wonder I ri-ri dance, and they are also in no way that would be reflected. In the strong request of finally ended, and began to realize that what is called "wine when the song" the.
Tar
Channel [V] there is a channel broadcast, background music used was "eye-up exercises." (Very old kind of, I would use elementary school is the kind of - "the great leader Chairman Mao taught us ......, for the revolution to protect eyesight, eye-up exercises to begin." A very high-pitched, very revolutionary youth the female voice.) screen in part, the Tar Monastery in Qinghai Huangzhong picture. Today, I stood in front of Tar's ready to come to a pious journey.
Red walls, golden roofs, the whole mountain temples scattered high and low, a large scale. Here are the four centers of Tibetan Buddhism, is one of the founders of the Gelug Sect of Tibetan Buddhism - the birthplace of Master Tsongkhapa. Daikin watts Hall is the heart of Tar temples, golden Dianding shine in the sun, the sacred and solemn. Hall of the Bodhi Pagoda is the birthplace of Tsongkhapa master because it is the first, tower, temple again, so here is called "Tar."
Have to look at the Tar Tar's Ruin - murals, Duixiu and butter. Also the number of butter in the three most no way out, is hard to imagine even lamas in the winter where the temperature of your hands with cold water to reduce how tough it is to do butter. Now, able to produce butter of the monks have fewer and fewer. Become even more prominent of the precious butter.
Walking in the temple, and from time to time wearing a red robe of the young monks came from the side. And many of the Tibetans shuttle the major temples in the temple. There are some Daikin watts front of palace knock the long head. Pious heart is full. Some of them are using their own bodies measured the road leading to the temple. Some will spend more than a year knock the long head come from distant places, and even toward Tibet, Lhasa, the Potala Palace, the sacred in their minds away.
Whether Dongguan Mosque in Xining, Muslim, or Huangzhong Tar Monastery of Tibetan Buddhism followers, from whom we have seen the devotion, belief there is power.
Looking back northwest again, like on here any more. The next time, then what would the time come to the northwest, but also what kind of feel? Northwest, I will come again! I will be flying again trace the feeling of heart!
Author: snake1977
