Life is constantly accumulating its own mileage, in order to access their own soul in exchange for a passenger ticket. The reason why life exciting, does not lie in this process, the amount of wealth owned by, or powers, size. but rather in front of the number of unknowns. travel, meaning, to some extent, we in this bar. Each square one before, have no way of knowing in front of the desolation or the quiet, smooth sailing, or mud. just know that each time lifted the pace, are the current and update their own identity. This perhaps is the true depths of our hearts, and the long-sought recognition bar.
Our party of four, is in the November 20 5 am set foot on the road to the Kunming airport. For the long-accustomed to bustling urban life we are concerned, get rid of sets and a computer, his back mountain climbing luggage, daytime, which in itself enough to make us excited about something. In particular, our trip began with two days Huntianande of boring after the meeting, its significance is more unusual.
About 8:30 am, then to the ancient town of Lijiang, to join our big brother Gary. Rushing toward us is a totally different type of heaven and earth. Modern and historical wonders like the integration of gray tiles, under eaves and accompanied by various self-help bank, Trail Shishi is next to another one between the fashion stores. street wear and from a great number of travelers to accompany him, and makes our back huge backpack ---- moment see integrated into this scenario, and it is This backpack, in the Kunming airport for us to attract the attention of many. where everything is so natural, the distant hills, adjacent River's green water, a hurried way Freelander, all seem to be a constant change since the ancient eternal. we have embarked on a high platform overlooking the entire town, quiet and peace, and tranquility, as well as a slightly lazy, constitutes an excellent scene. curl of smoke, and occasionally low-line birds, seems to We talk with one of those far-off distant legend, everything can be picturesque.
But at the moment too, but no time to carefully appreciate, because the distance ---- Yulong Snow Mountain.
A little sad to say, modern travel-xing XU was born enemies. When everything is convenient for travelers complete the facilities being developed, the department's meaning seems to already disappeared. In a sense, Yulong Snow Mountain will be to be so. opened the car into the parking lot for buses to the ropeway car starting point for a one-hour rafts team, Denso Road vehicles. And this process, the real people moving Quefei other, but the ropeway car, which a magnificent human civilization itself, after all, in the mountains like an iron and steel construction of signs is not easy. to 4,500 meters high, bursts of cold rushing toward us. mountain top packed. most people are dressed. they are not the true sense of the travelers, Xu is a meeting or a business trip happen by then, sightseeing tours, from its own and is beyond reproach. But for us, but it is a little regret.
We are five members of his only brother Gary ascended 4680 meters at the top. It is also an affirmation of its own bar.
Down the snow-capped mountains, is a series of regular tours, mostly artificial scenes, white pools yak, and one of the ancient Naxi villages, picturesque scenery itself is suitable for sightseeing, but a slight polish marks. More should be to enjoy such a moment of silence soul.
Back to the Old Town of Lijiang, is already 16 o'clock more. It is time the beginning of town. We are five people in the city aimlessly stroll among the marching green stone road, listening to a long-lost footsteps, incomparable cozy. think of at the moment in Shanghai is still a hurry, can not help but secretly proud of heart.
Gradually fall until the time of sunset, the ancient city is a different scenario. River on both sides covered with a faint lights, ear begins to resound with the voices sound different, but in common is the sound, revealing a relaxed and laughing Italy.
Late arrival of pedestrians lessened, and return to hotels, is another long-lost situation. Has long been accustomed to-star hotel for us, shared bathroom and toilet seems to be distant memories, yet this time, this long again back. waiting for the idle, the new look of the city late at night, between the layered gray tiles with little lights flashing in the distance looms the mountains, suddenly evoked a distant vanish, xing XU old pioneers, they are always home at this moment recall it:
Shan Cheng, water, a process, the body was to yuguan River line, middle of the night light winds a 1000 account is more, snow one more, Tien Heung heart broken dreams fail, there is no such sound Hometown
This day, fall asleep in!
(November 21), but also the early morning, we bid farewell to Lijiang, Zhongdian, set foot on to the journey.
First of all, arrived at Tiger Leaping Gorge. The name implies, the river is too narrow, so that without a more tigers. To the viewing platform, listening to the voices calling for a river, consider that the narrow river, we actually support the whole China nation for thousands of years, pay tribute not only to remember with affection. By this time, but also helps cut without a trace of regret, there is no chance to walk the Tiger Leaping Gorge. is said to be very hard, but she alone is responsible for the weak shoulders of our nation's proliferation of this 1:00, it is our best reason. thought here, a deep bow, to the mountains, to the heavens, more of the surging river. washed down the drain, not just淘尽the ages of the heroes, but also is more than just give a great nation for thousands of years going.
At approximately 3 pm and more to the Zhongdian, first went to Songzanlinsi. In all fairness, Songzanlinsi far and the Mainland, many of the temples of the gorgeous and magnificent, slightly now is weak, but true. Is a true history of the accumulation . about the dilapidated state of the road is already worn out its interior is sparsely populated, there is no clutter mainland temple and bustle. but into the hall inside an old lama's recitation gently from time to time with the wise eyes of everyone on earth saccade and instead return to flat. All this seems to speak of a world, a way of life. think of Tibetan Buddhism, and we are familiar with Buddhism from the same source, but it is different, but what? The world should be colorful and different, we should put aside all the ambiguities encountered to different things, see different cultures, different religions, we can not understand her, but at least we have the absolute grounds for to respect her. because she tells of a nation thousands of years of history and the lives of her subjects the true association. sunrise and moonset, representing the cycle of time; spring and autumn came, to talk with age changes; and life is always flooded, it is the meaning of the universe. civilization, as a time of sedimentation, and she was entrusted with more people for life itself, for the universe reincarnation hard and respect. to see the majesty of worship of the Buddha, Ban also did not help their own sense of awe. prayed begging peace, begging peace and prosperity, universal peacefulness.
Night, they live in Songzanlinsi next to the Holiday Inn. In such a remote city to have such a hotel is absolutely a surprise. The hotel owner, is an earthly color slightly born human, Tibetans named Bama. In the two days after our return from the Deqin Zhongdian, we have the opportunity to have dinner with him, listening to a path traveled thousands of miles of white Mati Xie religion, speak v. life, the introduction of lost in thought, like Di paste consistently the top. Such a night, but too hastily, leaving behind the long years of thinking it is.
Venus is still in the beginning under the guidance of another day trip, the first goal, the Yangtse first bend.
The Yangtze River, starting from the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, through the Sichuan Basin, vertical and horizontal bending of the thousands of miles south, this, suddenly turned north, embark on a journey of the next, but here are thus get a majestic titles, Yangtze River section corner to. we basically through the early morning fog and dew to appreciate this first Bay. Sese gentle dawn of the shop to clean the river, Jiang Tianyi color does not Xian Chen, Jiao-jiao On Air solitary round, is not contaminated by the domineering there are only unique vitality morning. the whole surface of the river were two peaks locked, however, old-fashioned mountain, how can the real constraint endless Yangtze River water? after another of the river, the gentle stretch in the waist of the lazy, the wake up like suddenly back, anger mighty turning north, after all, that is her hometown. after the Yangtze River, the Three Gorges Chuang, Once a Thief, jumped to thousands of miles. directed at the East China Sea toward us to the lofty place.
Later, is another beautiful place ---- Baima Snow Mountain, also known as Bai Mang Snow Mountain.
I prefer to call it the White Horse Snow Mountain. In order to distance the Goddess Peak. Imagine all things Kaitai in the early morning, a Yingzisashuang prince, astride a white horse vigorous. Wearing a gold Armor, headed for distant Fanghua peerless The Goddess, which in itself is a legend worthy of a painting.
Along the winding mountain road I do not know how many turn the corner, we have finally standing on the side of the White Horse Snow Mountain. Once far horizon, a sudden become a close. A kind of a persistent long standing in our side. While We also seem to back bud childhood. overlooking the distant mountains, green; looking at the sky, and blue. distant mountains and sky in the day side of the formation of a blue-phase of the great picture, very clear lines. by far and near, around us are far too white hazy days of stretch the other side, into another kind of transition. two kinds of phase with each other to force the transition, similar to a sudden, we look forward to melt into the fundus . staggered into our beautiful dream of bonsai. It was the beginning of an open heaven and earth, when God created all things blooming miracle, pure earth to make people forget about all the fan customs. is naturally at the moment the only language, you want to shouting, but is afraid of the snow-capped mountains over millions of years of quiet panic, had to give up the idea. but the hearts of the call has gone beyond the heavens, straight into the nine days.
Excited at the moment of our already integrated into the white into the snow-capped mountains. Created a relaxed soul of our unparalleled indulgence, or roll, or crawl, or lie down, just to feel the snow-capped mountains and dust-free atmosphere. We want to greedy embrace the entire earth, but how the earth is a tiny human individuals are able to control it?
With an unparalleled excitement and feel, waving unless Baima Snow Mountain, to the front of the unknown. Gradually down, but also to enjoy just as excited and too busy to digest the mountains and streams, another style. Crossbar heavily upon layer of mountains and rivers, from vast expanse of whiteness gradually turn into a deep shade of ink, but also inadvertently into light cyan, of which drops into the snow accompanied by murmuring streams. not contain himself the hearts of curiosity, stopped to try this clean of snow, cold and thoroughly bone. This Speranskia tuberculata tells the cold snow-capped mountains and grassland seems endless cycle. mankind since ancient times in the pursuit of a kind of Heaven, in fact, Heaven ease people's minds, why is it hard to find horizon. We are not should be left among the flower-decked a dust-free clean environment to foster the spirit of the flowers do?
About two o'clock in the afternoon, they arrived at the Meili Snow Mountain, under the observation deck. We wiped millennium teardrop, carrying ancient sigh, walked across the mountains and rivers of the footprint, to pay their last respects over millions of years of Meili Snow Mountain, legend. This is the world's most mysterious one of the snow-capped mountains, so far no one can climb, and thus created many legends. we live next to the photographer's home not far, they erected the Sino-Japanese Joint expedition of the Monument to commemorate those fearless warriors. from the depths of our hearts, our admiration for the warriors or danger, the courage to challenge the limits. But from a natural point of view, we human beings why should she go to conquer it? people Life should be harmonious coexistence with nature. Our curiosity and adventure has been to promote the progress of human civilization as a whole, but the nature of God to give and tolerance are not unlimited. As a human individual morality, most of us who understand that everything happens for degrees, The desire to take the truth. but once up to the group stage, why do we have to give up even the limits of this moral betrayal and endless to demand it? do it, we said to myself, but also hope that all of humanity on the planet listen to. Since the birth of nature are mysterious, then we are still left him a mysterious unknown bar. because the natural resistance is silent, but it is heavy, in the past to let him sleep, but the future, let us respect the him, okay?
Throughout the afternoon, we all rely on the observation deck next to the pavilion among the gentle basking in the sun. The start of winter hours of sun on the plateau less air filter, and more warmth to the great success. We are not a one of the chatting, not Jue is the sunset hours. sunset is almost instant, and do not expect the unpredictable, but at random. the sun like a gas-like instantaneous block transferred from the brilliant gentle, after they hid behind the mountains, because there was no cloud, it is also a lack of pink clouds.
After dinner, the sky bright stars start beckons to us. The sky's l'etoile flashing across the sky Galaxy proud. None of us can not recall seeing a Star on the season. That is perhaps a kind of regret that modern civilization, or is a tragedy. In fact, every city, at night should not be a real beauty of his lighting, but his head bright starlight. Pujiang River in downtown's dazzling lights in the night sky like a luxury to a lost night in a time can be friendly gestures of the glamorous woman, but now the distance less pollution, desolation of the land on earth is more like a slim and graceful in our Shence, let's admirers have no way to tell whether the girl. in the stuporous evening, glamorous young woman Let us certainly seductive, but after Xiaofeng moon Jiuxing foreign land, surrounded by girls冰清玉洁is even more fascinating that we had.
The snow-capped mountains under the stars, even more profound, mysterious and inscrutable, this time, suddenly remembered Yu Kuang-chung of that poem: Ten see the mountains,
Ten see the mountains, not on earth to see the Castle Peak Castle Peak behind Napian these endless wandering of the Maronite Houtu universal, called him a warrior ascend the mainland of Kyushu, when told he did call him a hero in trouble when the rivers and lakes
To see the mountains decade, hate them stand in front of the Castle Peak to the north land of dreams Napian covered only for a child, a little stubborn memories of mountains ten years, went so far as the Castle Peak was never pleasant to the eye Querang Bauhinia flowers, and alas, again thank the
Over the past decade, this outside Qunfeng,
In the farewell on the eve of the rise of a fierce,
All of a sudden green eyes are streaming, Meng Qing-Qing Jin Gen a long look back at the heart every time someone asked about the departure will be choking in the throat green mountains in future on the occasion of the sea, I'm afraid this one will be distinctly more blue Cang into I dreams come
Ivy Ling Po of the Eight Immortals, follow-up to the big hat, the town off the lion, the flying geese head held high will be shrunk to a bunch of feminine bonsai back in a decade's fate is pot into the inch of water Suyama insight that would be lost land of dreams decade, a sense of intoxicated sweet, there in front of the Castle Peak guarding this column, alas, silent clamor clamor of the city of Castle Peak to block out sound
Meili Snow Mountain, you towers of over millions of years, and so, we gently ask, do you lonely?
With respectful with the fascinating sunrise tomorrow morning, we have a night in with the snow-capped mountains.
The next morning, we first give it a incense sticks to worship the distant snow-capped mountains, and then gently put up a long streamer with guests from afar for those of us who send our hearts the blessings. After that, is the quiet waiting for the glory of the sunrise.
Around 7:40 pm or so, the sun through the thick cloud cover will be the first bunch of Yang Guan Saxiang distant snow-capped mountains, mountain into a gold instant. Just woken from snow-capped mountains arm gently shake a bit, gold is more brilliant of the. because there are clouds, we can only see the snow-capped mountains corner, but the snow-capped mountains, after all, when we are not thin, transparent to us that he is his peak. Bogewana peak is also extremely conceited and domineering as time goes on appeared one by one. He was proud of the golden head in the clouds, under the shadow of a more dignified and mysterious now. look at the Quartet, staring Shence valley deep in the call softly with a variety of creatures between heaven and earth. but inadvertently, the golden turn thick, cloud fades, between heaven and earth a heartbreaking golden sea, by which, gold receded, we know that unless the.
The next goal, Mingyong.
We were driving a long vehicle, cross the Lancang River, directed at the lowest altitude glaciers in the world. To the Ming Yong, beginning with a eight-kilometer journey, we have to rely on mule. This is a meandering zig-zag winding mountain route. Along the way, our leisurely look around, surrounded by a four seasons are on the scene. withered and yellow leaves paved road is extended to the distant green, while the green up is the sparkling glaciers. hung from the magnificent to the United States, from the twists and turns to the majestic. glaciers and rivers, fallen leaves and the natural scenery, together woven into a distant past of the morning breeze floating in the long, leisurely, and soft of. an endless Hill Road, a group of tireless Freelander, a continuous folk songs, touch of countless Autumn. a common front stretch. Xinjiang is no front of the bar! inadvertently, to the Prince Edward Temple.
Prince Edward Temple, is that we never climb out the true meaning of the starting point. From here, we have paved the way marching soft leaves of the winding mountain road, basking in the sun intoxicating, rising steadily. To the viewing platform, which is the end of this journey I had. am ashamed to say, no more climbing, not because of any other reason, simply because of physical enough. However, this small regret the glacier reflected sunlight shining, the fleeting. Perhaps all the scenery along the way too touching, glacier surging spectacle can no longer play even more of a passion. Instead, look at that over millions of years of history beyond the ancient glaciers, much more was a feeling for history. What is history?
History is the endless tracks of human history is the sigh of ancient philosophers for thousands of years; history of the ancient city of Lijiang is a quiet, historic Yulong Snow Mountain is the top of the boiling; history is our daily Phi star Zangetsu, history yes Songzanlinsi in the long years of mud; history will come along the mountain road on both sides of the head trickle of sweat from the workers and history is the Meili Snow Mountain side streamer with a silent blessing; history is the brilliant sun, History is the call of the mountains; history is along the stretch of the folk songs, history is, we thought the top of the Ming Yong. instantaneous solidification in an instant into a history which has sublimated into an instant blink of an eye. history and instantaneous form of reincarnation the universe, generation after generation, which is so like endless reincarnation into a Shangri-La in Shanghai, today we are the way between the bumps. life is a bumpy, exchange, between today and the future. As for the future what look like We do not know. But we only know that commitment is more than life journey. our lives are limited we have been invited to sit doomed footsteps, but our desire is boundless, can lead to heart our community, Betty. thought here, a trace of Silk is also a farewell without a trace of regret, so we waved to the mountains and rivers here, softly say: Good-bye!
Thin clouds the wind disease, high mountains; footprints are Ya, Hangzhewujiang
Author: zenithzhu
