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整理人: dannylu(2001-01-24 00:19:42), 站内信件
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★原文转载自English版dynadino的《YUNNAN TRIP 98-4》★
4th day
We woke up a little early than normal because we had to find a
tourism agency to arrange the day’s tour. We found and joined a
nearby agency as individuals and practically the price was the
LOWEST in the town, unbelievable. 6 travelers, one driver and one
tour guide comprised the team. It was not the normal kind tourism
team; the fact was 6 individuals rent a van with driver and tour
guide from the agency.
The first resort is Yunshan grassland with an elevation about 3300
meters. The van stopped at the halfway of the mountain and the tour
guide asked us choose the way we want to climb the mountain—the
horseback or the cable cargo. We chose the former though it was
sprinkling. The local minorities Yi people own the horses and the
price is the same with the cable cargo. The horses are not beautiful
but hard work, especially in the raining day they have to carry
people up and down the mountain on the muddy mountain road. The
roads are which mentioned by Lu Xun, the roads are walked out—wriggle, narrow and undulate. What impressed us is that the owners
of the horses accompanied us on foot, in a raining day, on this
kind of road.
The primeval forest covers the whole mountain. The trunks are blue
and covered with liver mosses. Because it was raining, we can not
see the Snow Mountain from the Yunshan grassland through the fog.
So, I used most of the time to enjoy the natural creature—the trees, the grass, the flowers are all beautiful in my eyes;
I wondered why I can not discover them before, the modern society
make people have no sense of the natural beauty. Sometimes,
travelers hurried taking pictures to make a proof that they have
been there, but if having been somewhere becomes the purpose of a
trip, where is the enjoyment? At that moment, I started to know I
had missed too much in my life besides the work.
After we had lunch in a Dongba (the culture of the local people)
restaurant, we reached the White Water River. It is a very normal
river and the water was very shallow even. There was sporadic rain
and we can see the Snow Mountain’s top sometimes.
After we all back to the van, one traveler proposed to visit the
top of the Snow Mountain. Of course we all agreed but the driver.
After a long bargaining about the extra traffic fee and we all
promised we would take the responsibility of missing one or two
resorts, we were on the way.
The van stopped at the halfway of another mountain. The cable cargo
was still under construction, so we could buy the tickets in discount.
But, we had to take the risk that the cargo would be stopped anytime
if the workers want to load some materials. Anyway, all of us,
including me, the only people from North China, were very exciting.
The cargo climbed the cable very slowly, the vapor inside the small
room and the rain outside made the view in the other side of the
plastic window obscure, and the only noise was the cargo sliding
through the cable. Through the windows, we could see what on the
mountain changed from tens of meters high pine to shorter ones to
nothing but the stone, at last, the snow. It took us almost 10
minutes to reach the top end, what a great construction.
We went down the cargo at the upper end of the cable, nobody was
there welcoming us. All the workers were working in the heavy snow,
there was even no obvious way directing us out the cargo lobby. I
took a deep breath; the air was dry and cold, just like that in my
hometown in the winter. The snow was like a thick cushion covering
the ground, and the white dominated all. Crystal saw snow the first
time, she was so exciting that the first thing she wanted to do was
trying one bite. I knew snow well but still the first time on the
top of a snow mountain, I could feel the power of the nature and the
insignificant of the human being, I was touched. I knew the trip
would be in my memory life long.
Then, we were on our way back. We visited the famous tens of thousands
camellia but missed the Baisha fresco (too late). The partners
invited us to join them to visit the Lugu Lake; we politely refused
because of the time limit. Then, the one-day team dismissed.
We didn’t want to waste the nighttime then we went to the Lijiang
Ancient City on foot. The city is one of the few points of China
selected by UN as the human beings’ cultural legacy. It is just the
East China’s style—river in front of the buildings’ front door.
With the water, there is always energy in the city. The Ancient City
was protected well, all the new buildings are out of the boundary
and the public service bureaus use the original local house as their
office. The city offers more entertainment than Dali—not only
bilingual cafe and email, but also ancient music show and video.
After we checked the hotels’ price and service, we had another
dinner at a cafe.
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天空没有翅膀的痕迹
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