Suopo Walled far away from Danba County, about half an hour's drive. Vehicles can only be open to a bridge, as if erected by the iron chain of wood-block bridge, can not live an automobile. Flow under the bridge is the well-known leisure ears of the Dadu River. The iron chain bridge on the bolt a lot of red and green strips of cloth, the wind Piaowu, was very eye-catching. Some of the above is also written scripture, curiously watched a few, the word does not know! No culture, and ashamed.
The morning sun was shining, but not that hot, over the bridge began to climb. Factors on lack of exercise, did not climb a few steps, it is asthma Shi Shi, still a long road, on the wound and I insist! While the rest of the way N times, at least able to keep up with them both.
Tree-lined slopes, such as cover, undergrowth, swift springs, houses scattered randomly, everything seemed a bit primitive, I began to like this place.
Here should be rich in mica resources, the sun, every stone, every inch of land is shiny. However, I think, even a gold mine, one can not explore. Otherwise, such a beautiful natural and cultural landscapes will cease to exist.
Walked, suddenly found a light red mica stone, there are rice bowls size, picked up to play with something, they will not be willing to be discarded. Then came the call in front of sound, I found himself left behind, and hurried forward rush.
There is a tree on the road everywhere, and the trunk looked very old, most of them thinner than I like the person two tied together, still thick, but it is not a long tall, the branches grow long if only just. Asked about crossing the village square to know is called "utopian tree." Mountain climbing, I soon exhausted, and really anxious to cook under a tree fell on this utopian dream of a sour ... ...
"Swallow, hurry up!" Z-jun reminder again, and it actually sounds like the persistently urge!
You kill me! "I looked at him, eyes filled with sincerity. They both laughed, and my heart probably thinking: no persistence of this encounter people who simply have no way out. Since they could not make hands, I still insist insist on bar!
Walked, suddenly the rise of an ancient Tibetan stone house has been impressively towering front. This is a square building, was bronze, appearance, such as chimneys, but the chimney can be thick compared with an air more. The surface do not see the floor, I heard that there are 10 layers up to do. Tibetan stone wall there are some small square window, (like archery or ventilation is used) looks quite a bit like the Anti-Japanese War the Japanese devils of the tower, but taller than the gun turret stalwart, straight-Yun Xiao. And then walked near a closer look, is completely with some small stones piled ± a ± a. Is difficult to imagine such a building after a century of wind and rain hit, enticed the most preserved so well. Cen there is a written Jionji the Cource poetry, change the word used to describe these towers is pretty quite in tune with this:
Tibetan stone potential, such as pouring, orphaned and towering temple.
Board out of the world, Deng Dao plate empty.
Unexpected pressure Shenzhou, towering like a ghost workers.
Corners obstruct pipe, seven Moroccan sky.
Referring to high under the glimpse of a bird, overlooking heard convulsion.
... ...
If boarding the roof, presumably with the "referring to high under the glimpse of a bird, look down hear convulsion" feeling is almost the same.
Towers, under some rundown Tibetan residential buildings, in some places the corner and the walls have collapsed, the old master had disappeared. There must have been a lot the story, right? Rendezvous deserted, do not know who was here the next month wandering? Han Chuang leaving it, but also harbors the Yilianyoumeng which young ladies? Collapsed buildings, the wild grass swaying in the breeze, numerous Cang cool feeling. If they say that these are all dangerous structures, really want one, plunging to explore.
This is close to the hills, but also stands with various shapes, ranging from the ancient Tibetan stone house high and low. Higher at the mountain there is an octagonal-shaped ancient Tibetan stone house, is very magnificent, then Z refuses to let the natural-jun is scheduled to go to near to Kangezixi.
"I'm tired Oh, you continue, I wait for you in this Xiezhuo bar." I was sitting on a boulder Suanzhang legs rubbing his head pleading.
"Or soldiers who served it," Z-jun ridicule Road.
"Hey! Hero made no mention of past glories ... ah ..." explained weakly.
"You can not a person sitting in this, be careful to do the bandits robbed charge Walled your wife!" Chen spent on threatening me.
"No less serious, right? This year but where's the bandits that way?" Only when she jokingly scare me.
"Really, really bandits here, Jesus!" Chen Hua orthophoto Road.
A serious look at her like, go back to looking at the empty mountains, in the end a guilty conscience, had to climb up the spirit of RBI from twelve to go straight climb legs become soft, dizzy. Yang Shou looked, it looks like star anise Tibetan stone house in sight, but I do not know how many miles away! Then found a stone near a bottom sat down, they can no longer refuse to up.
"You do not control me, so that they can rob them well, better than alive worn out strong!" I hardly speak strength gone.
"Immediately went to啦!"
"That's good, I cry for help you will not hear." Thought: that both men's bones and muscles iron do? Do not know how tired it? Anyway, I also walk a step.
Perhaps because of overwhelmed, that piece of the beautiful light red mica stone I do not know when it was me to lose, and Xihutongzai!
For quite a while before sitting pressure of cross-gas years, looked and looked, my God! That as much as many small squirrel Shangcuanxiatiao tree is a squirrel, right? I can not imagine that the squirrels are so small ah, in the past as if seen only in movies on television. They did not seem worried about being little thing, there are two actually swagger to jump one meter far from my place, this scenario sound familiar, yes, as we like the bold front of the rat! Qiaona facial features, it looked, but much of growing up fluffy tail, to speak on the tail, enough to make it a hundred times more lovely than the mouse, if one can be caught like, and I was good to be true to one side. Not knowing that their own ability.
The forest, empty, one could hear not far from the sound of spring flow Pentium away, just think it's tired, Mongolia, and Jing Mei sensual scenes around carefully. What a nice place ah, this is not exactly what I have longed for a long time, "Xanadu" do? Those hand-carved small peck royal gardens, Chinese Room Rendezvous, now think about it, is hard Dao Wei. Only in such a place, in order to make it more truly experience the life of precious and wonderful. About themselves from the natural heart, has always had the desire of reunification.
At the moment, the gradual relaxation of the muscles of the body, and so completely Chen Chin-shih, ears came the birds vitis, Yi Fa seem secluded atmosphere. Green grass around, there are many unknown small wildflowers, blooming quietly with his Jiao Mei Yan ... ... all this very nothingness brings a reality, the poet said: the world's most beautiful voices, there are two, one is a tempting voice, no longer be the voice of flowers. At this point, I began to listen, but these two kinds of voices I have not heard, perhaps there is not enough quiet, perhaps interference from their own, but I am confident that one day, the moment at least, I would hear ... ...
Breeze blowing, has become far more refreshing, I am from near and far to enjoy the surrounding scenery from here is really a quiet clean place. Toyama towers everywhere, white clouds floating in the Mountain, the sun through the leaves gaps, sprinkle the wet soil, Montreal, mica stone mysterious bright light shining, the air was filled with cool slightly sweet smell ... ... can not help but sprout poetry, hate only when you go away from home a hurry, forgetting to bring a small notebook. Turned for a long time in the bag, pulls out a broken paper, put out several lines was about to be charged on the above:
"Sitting alone Youlin forgotten right and wrong,
Cang Ying Jun floor accompanies silent spring wind in the pines as I know the phrase,
Henbu wander hold on return. "
Are in from the poetic delight of their ears heard footsteps down the mountain. I have to bid farewell to this place in the world, and here does not belong to me, I do not belong here, but in the end where it belongs to me? Where do I belong? God knows!
Feeling down a lot easier, Z-jun stop-go, reluctantly stands proudly look back to that Zuozuo the towers, but also not stop taking pictures and I took walk in front of Chen.
"Cross the bridge, he will have to look across the river." Hua Chen told me.
"Ah? Also Behold! I, I, I ... ... fainted!!!"
Chen Hua Ha ha ha laugh ... ...
At this point, the sun take the lead, there would have an elevation on the high path along the river there is no shade trees, this face into the back of the charcoal, and president and I do not know how many spots do. Along the way worried.
After a Mu Banqiao, I rely on the river's pestle, on a cobblestone, killing is not willing to go with them.
"You see, my rock playing in this election, wait for you to come back." For many years had not tired, as it is today, and then taken the bones of non-fall to pieces is not! They see in the road edge and wanted nothing would happen, thus leaving me without consulting anybody went.
When they came back, my harvest was good.
Back to the hotel, all the fatigue were forgotten in the back of the head, face no care was washed, first wash the stone, cleaning is completed, Hua Lala piled on the table, a quick appreciation, his mouth endlessly, to talk about a piece of the shape of Z-jun What piece of how strange. Some fresh and exciting, I looked at a lot of stones began to worry about: the next stop is the Kangding, we are told where the cold bag has been packed clothes, bur. Moreover, and already tired, I still have the spirit of carrying a pile of stones over the world stroll do?
"Get out of a group of Cai Hang," Z-jun to persuade the.
Let's face it, even though some worth of bear to part with only reluctantly. I am not willing to put some chunks of elected and sent to a garbage basket. Look at the rest of the essence, are still too heavy, severely heart and began a second round of elimination. Results of the filter, leaving only a few relatively small, the smallest do necklace pendant.
Unfortunately, I was like two shining ughin Guanghua, looks cool mica giant stone Oh ... ... now, I am still afraid of hard time, she would qualify to act Palei doing soul-searching, heart secretly vowed: lifetime, if they can return to the Soe slope, risk one's life have to carry a big mica stone to go home! But, really to re-visit, I also willing to again leave?
2003. 8.2
