Headphones have always been my essential "luggage" on the way to explore the unknown. Because all kinds of music can be flavoring agents for different landscapes, when you match music, the scenery you see will be more tense. But this trip to western Sichuan, I describe it as a trip that is not worthy of background music. ?
Beautiful Dujiangyan
Early in the morning, I got up early. It was sunny in Chengdu, so we went to Dujiangyan by car. Although the tour guide is giving a careful introduction, many people have stopped listening, such as me. ......
Panorama of Dujiangyan fish mouth
In the afternoon, I set out for Aba Prefecture. I imagined the scenery along the way, full of expectation, but during the five-hour drive, I didn't fall asleep for a moment, even fidgeting. In the rushing river beside the highway, I saw the yellow and white chasing and rolling down all the way. Yellow is the sediment, and white is the wave produced by the collision between the river and the boulder. On both sides of the river, the mountains with sparse vegetation rise obliquely along the river bank, and the lines of the mountains are vigorous and decisive, just like a wall, sideways like a blade. ?
Scenery along the way
On the way, it was drizzling, and the mountain road was dangerous and dangerous. Sitting behind the driver, I felt the first angle of driving. But the weather in the mountains is still changing endlessly, and soon there are no clouds in Wan Li.
Along the way, the tour guide hardly stopped to explain the situation during the May12 earthquake in 2008, and the topic was so heavy that it was heartbreaking. ?
When I arrived in Aba Prefecture, it was nearly eight o'clock, but it was still slightly bright. This day is a bit of a trance.
The first meal for a collector to experience a different style is eaten in a collector. Receiving tourists has become a part of their lives, so this process is inevitably commercialized. In order to welcome them, Tibetans prepared some simple snacks, such as highland barley wine, butter tea, cheese and potatoes.
Zangjia snack
Most of my fellow tourists don't eat, but because I'm so hungry, these are simply delicious food.
After dinner, collectors will have a dance. The eldest sister of this family taught me by hand, and I could hear that her voice was hoarse because of excessive use of her voice. We came late. She must have received many groups of tourists, but she still exudes vitality and enthusiasm, which deeply infected me.
An economist said, "The nutrition of bread comes not from the kindness of the chef, but from his pursuit of interests." At this moment, he felt that the stick was a bit heavy. At this time, the sky is getting yellow, the sunset is hovering over Aba Prefecture, and the simple human feelings overflow. ?
Spend the night on the road in Jiuzhaigou
This section of the road leading to Jiuzhaigou County is basically open to tourists, which shows that this place depends on tourism. Many tourists complain that this kind of travel is too commercial, but I think it is understandable. The words "original ecology", "primitive" and "simplicity" are often related to poverty, and it is really unreasonable for ethnic minorities to let passers-by "feel" because of poverty.
I didn't know until I got to the hotel. In fact, there was another dinner. I thought the collector's cheese was all for tonight. I ate three pieces at once, and I couldn't hold on. But in just a few minutes, only Xiaoli and I were left on the table, and the food hardly turned over. ?
stand fast
The terrain of the hotel is a dome-shaped semicircle, and the buildings are evenly distributed. Every building has a small room. Our room is on the top floor of the hotel and there is no elevator.
It's too cold up there. There is no oxygen up there.
After we dragged the luggage into the room, we felt that the luggage was a guest and we were luggage. Because of the low pressure, many packaging bags are bulging. I think my stomach should be about the same by now. Thinking about it, I soon put the fatigue of the day into my dream in the night in western Sichuan. ?
The next day: when I went to Jiuzhaigou, I woke up and realized that I had arrived at a place where it was already dawn at six o'clock. Although the window looks foggy and gloomy, because we live in it, we can see that a corner of the horizon is torn out of blue in the distance, and maybe there will be good weather.
On the way to the scenic spot, I saw a wonderful scene around me. The blue sea flowing from Jiuzhai meets the river mixed with sediment, forming a sharp color contrast. ?
collide
This beautiful corner fills my expectation for Jiuzhai. ?
I have never felt such a strong sense of "fairyland" on the tour bus. The car went up along Panshan Road, and the air became fresher. It's really beautiful. I didn't expect such beauty to be hidden in the vitality of western Sichuan. I don't think the mountains and water in Jiuzhai are shy plays. It is like a long scroll, graceful and elegant in front of tourists. Vast Haizi is like clear eyes, pure amber, trees all over the mountains and plains, and lush. If you use the role metaphor in Beijing Opera, Jiuzhai is the Great Tsing Yi.
In order to explore Jiuzhai more carefully, we hardly walked along the designated road, but all along the wooden plank road. After an hour's walk, we were completely in Miri, Malaysia, so we decided to give up the afternoon trip and take a day to watch it carefully. ?
We came to the Pearl Beach Waterfall, the location of the opening song in the 1987 version of Journey to the West. Being in the 87 classic shooting location, it seems that the familiar song "Welcome the Sunrise and Send the Sunset Red" rings in my ears.
At this point, Jiuzhai already has a second sun and a second rain. ?
The tour route of Jiuzhai Scenic Area is Y-shaped, and it will be divided into two roads at a node. Tourists basically take a tour bus to one end of the Y-shape, and then go back to browse the scenic spots one by one. The scenic spot farthest from the exit, that is, the two ends of Y are two relatively large Haizi (lakes). What impressed me the most is the lake called "Changhai" at the left end of Y?
It is the farthest Haizi. After hiking on the right side of Y, many tourists choose not to go to the vertex on the left side, but continue to browse the scenic spots in the exit direction.
After passing the scenic spot on the right, the two of them were hungry and basking in the sun, but out of their obsession with beauty, we took a nap and then transferred to the tour bus to go to the farthest scenic spot on the left. I don't know if it's because I'm tired, but the road is long, winding, tired and sleepy. My classmates and I fell asleep in the car.
However, after the twists and turns, the destination is often full of surprises.
Changhai
It's amazing. Its blue color completely penetrated my heart. It is like a dark blue ribbon, winding among the mountains, quiet and peaceful. There is a 35-year-old man sitting on a long wooden chair beside the plank road, quietly looking at the long sea. We tried to sit on the bench and have a rest, but in the end we didn't bother him. ?
Because we took many detours on the plank road and saw many hidden beautiful scenery, it is also called glad that you came. ?
Go straight from eight o'clock in the morning, and it's almost six o'clock in the afternoon when you arrive at the scenic spot. It doesn't mean dark at all. After returning to my room, the "Pop Music Appreciation Meeting" started downstairs. It should be on the car CD, so I don't even have the strength to get up and have a look. But magically, this "thank you meeting" made me feel that time and space were misplaced, because his song list included saxophone Jasmine, Home (my father loved to listen to it, and it woke me up every morning in my summer vacation when I was a child, which caused me a little conditioned reflex) and Long live.
The sixth note of a diatonic scale.
Vida was my favorite single a few years ago. In these familiar music, I looked at my mobile phone. At 8 o'clock in the evening, it is still sunny outside the window. I think the timeline is completely confusing. With the beautiful scenery and some memories in my mind, I fell asleep. ?
Day 3: Huanglong Scenic Area Today we are going to Huanglong Scenic Area at an altitude of 4000 meters.
I heard that altitude sickness is very uncomfortable, probably because I am particularly curious after exaggerating. Later, because of my awe of nature, I chose to take a cable car instead of trying to walk up.
Unexpectedly, even if you take the cable car, you can't directly reach the "Yaochi". The distance from the cable car to Yaochi is nearly four kilometers, which is a big slope. It's really difficult to climb stairs at high altitude. Xiaoli stopped twice, but I deeply felt that the inertia of stopping would make me not want to move again, so I planned to wait for her at Yaochiding alone.
After climbing for a while, the holy beauty of the sky, snow tops, temples and Yaochi is completely presented, which makes me feel that today's gathering is a small pilgrimage, although it is no different from the three-step belief path of the Tibetan people. ?
On the way back, the weather changed. Sporadic rain gives way for a long time, and at the foot of the mountain, the whole body is cold and the calf is almost unconscious.
After returning to the car, I opened the highland barley wine and drank some with Xiaoli. I didn't expect this to fuel her upcoming altitude sickness. ?
On the way back, you need to climb over the 4,300-meter ridge of the snowy mountain, which is basically a grazing area for Tibetans, and the oxygen is thin. When the altitude over Liangzi rose, a thick fog enveloped the bus. I can't see my fingers outside the window, so the visibility is very low.
Back to the hotel, people in the same trade gradually developed altitude sickness. Some people feel chest tightness, some people have no appetite, and some people have headaches and discomfort. Long-term hypoxia does have some symptoms, but it is actually similar to the feeling after long-distance running, and I don't care too much. ?
I brought some Radix Isatidis, Huoxiang Zhengqi Liquid and Radix Bupleuri on this trip. In order to prevent discomfort during the trip, I didn't expect that this preparation medicine was almost eaten up by Xiao Li on the third day. It's kind of funny to think about it. ?
Tonight's accommodation is still at an altitude of 3000 meters, located in the forest area, cold and humid. After taking a hot bath, I looked at Xiao Li. There were no other symptoms, so I went to sleep. ?
Day 4: Guqiang Town, Maoxian County-It rained all night because of natural disasters. It is still ticking outside the window in the morning, not too big, but the rhythm is very stable. It should be a continuous rain.
At about eight o'clock in the morning, I heard the tour guide say in Chengdu, "What, why is there a mudslide?" ! It shouldn't be! "At this time, most passengers in the car didn't pay attention, but I already had a bad feeling. The tour guide kept answering the phone, and I heard some intermittent words: "Xiao Bin's home" and "I'll call him".
"He couldn't get through?
Our trip today is the ancient city of Qiang nationality in Maoxian county.
Soon, tourists knew that there was a mudslide in Maoxian County. A tourist fidgeted and asked, "Aren't we going there?" The tour guide almost cried, "How can I get there? A mudslide occurred in Duomao County at 6 o'clock this morning. "
My friend's house is buried! "For an instant, everyone was silent. ?
/kloc-around 0/0, a friend on WeChat asked me if I was still nearby, and the neighborhood was already blocked. Just after the intersection, my mother who saw the news also called. I hung up the phone and saw the mobile phone push, only to realize the seriousness of the situation.
At the intersection of Songpinggou, many private cars were parked. The tour guide said that they are not allowed to go now, and only rescue troops can go in. Even the relatives of the parties can only be helpless outside the door.
Along the way, the car was filled with a depressing and urgent atmosphere, and everyone wanted to escape. On the roadside, the river channel is almost dry because of congestion, and a series of large rescue vehicles come one after another. Along the way, I can only see one of our traveling vehicles going out, and the oncoming rescue vehicles are all flashing and stepping on the accelerator. These are all in my eyes, and my heart has no time to take care of my situation.
Here, nature makes people believe it, and they are speechless. ?
In Maoxian, there was almost silence.
In the ancient Qiang city, some people gathered around to discuss the situation, some people sat quietly listening to the radio, and vendors took their children to watch a helicopter driving in the sky. The commentator said, "Usually it's very lively here. Something happened there just now, and now everyone is dead. Even so, I still want to do my duty to introduce the culture of the Qiang people to everyone and let everyone know that there is such a new nation. "
Day 5: Return-Chengdu and Aba Prefecture, which have been on the road, seem to be two worlds.
In the panda breeding base, the warm sunshine jumps in the narrow cracks of bamboo leaves, and the warm wind caresses the bright smiles of the children. They are playful and carefree. In the scooter, on the parents' arms and shoulders, the naive panda is still lazy and lovely, winning the laughter of tourists from all over the world.
Chunxi Road, Kuanzhai Lane and Jinli are crowded, and the red hot pot rolls like before, and the guitar sound and sound on the roadside are still the same. Sichuan opera is singing, Zanba is frying, the strings are burning, and everything remains the same.
Shuttling through the sea of urban people, I seem to have forgotten the rain all night in Aba Prefecture, the rapids of the mountains in Aba Prefecture, and the summer morning in Aba Prefecture with only 6 degrees in June.
I think I should go home.