To Montenegro, the car began to snow, as if in welcome to our group of uninvited guests, but also to eliminate the unpleasant way, suggesting the twists and turns of our journey will be a better experience.
Dare not delay, take advantage of days is not black, too quickly to find the quartering areas. In the eyes of local residents by surprise, the eight people who braved the flying snow, toward the vast expanse of unpredictable Montenegro embarked.
Along the mountain road up, no long, dark days gradually down. Relatively flat near Zhaoliaoyichu hastily place teams played a tent. Snow more tightly. Also with a rope and tarpaulin erected a Peng, in the snow finally the discovery of fire, can be considered also accumulated some wild life experience. Fire rose up, as usual, are our champions - roast chicken. The foil wrapped chicken, directly thrown into the fire, burning, not long, they smell the aroma of roast chicken. The girls holding a sweet-smelling, greasy roast chicken, I do not know how the next mouth. The few of us are devoured,三下五除二put a chicken resolved. The first time in the wilderness overnight, several girls were all very nervous, tight in sleeping bags, listening to the roaring mountain breeze, watching the trees sway as the Modern mountain elf-like, shadow mapping, such as in tents on the claws of the devils, there is no mind to understand this unique view of nature. The few of us are laughing, talking jokes to comfort them.
Snow night.
Morning woke up, only to find the water has infiltrated the tents end up with ice. A tan to pull tent zipper, but it does not matter how hard pull to open, eventually even the zipper pull off. When we drilled tents, can not help opening their eyes, Zhangdalezui, could not believe reappeared scenery.
Yesterday lush trees, and now all put on white dress. Black layer of snow-white trunk is bordered edge, like Circuit on the soft scarf. Jimuyuantiao everywhere is a vast expanse of whiteness, like an exquisite painting presented to our eyes. Let us return to those not seen had several snow people excitedly do it all.
Excitedly in her own luggage, and hurried to the mountain at a higher advance. There, sure there are more wonderful scenery ahead of us. Girls cheered, rushed to the front. We have a number of "coolie" is also trot to keep up with being completely in front of snow attracted by the weight of the shoulders did not feel anything.
Along the way line, full of snow-capped, at the foot of the sound issued by Cha Cha. A tree filled with snow, the branches presses winding. Dew on the leaves to form ice, and some hanging in the tip, like a drop of crystal drops, hands first touch, before we know the ice has been formed; some hanging from the leaves to become an icicle , folded in the mouth with a surge of cold immersion Heart and; of the most peculiar is that the leaves gave the whole ice-covered, gently breaking off one, it removed a piece of ice to do the leaves, Jin Luo, vein, Cecil clearly visible. Turns out to be Mother Nature, the world's finest craftsmen fear is far behind. Upstream from the cliffs down into a root of the spring ice needles, hanging upside down in stone. The sun came out, that will not begrudge the sun Saxiang this ice world, the sun shines, the metamorphosis of colorful spots make a false color, flash get people's eyes took.
"Wow, Come, waterfalls!" Hurray came from the front. We rushed to turn the one corner, a curtain appears in the icefall before our eyes. High Falls is about 20 meters, must have had a tendency also Man-kwan, flying down the hill to vent away, and now it is end up with ice, has become a static ice. 3 m tall icicle pointing the sky, it seems to be punctured boundless. Fei Liu has become one of the spring ice curtain, crystal clear, quiet, yet contains a strong dynamic, as if at any time break free the shackles of downward flowing down.
I do not know who first launched the war a "tragic" in a sudden outbreak of war the snow. Accompanied by cheerful laughter, snowball flew, fell on him, fell on his face, landing the neck, the music in the heart