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张芳坚

写在前面：你想去印度吗？我第一次听到这句话是在07年的拉萨，一个奶茶馆，当一个藏族人知道我去尼泊尔之后。哦？印度？当时脑子里有过那么一闪念。再次听到，是去年在泰国，当时遇到的同伴对印度很向往。，可我还不知道我是否可行。在去年的游记完成之后，查阅了相关的信息，发现，原来是可以的，于是，看游记，做功课，订机票。。。。。。。真是一次漫长的等待。今年的十月，当我坐在飞往加尔各达的航班上，对我的同伴说：明明是坐的飞机，怎么却象在坐过山车呢？当时并不知道，这种情绪几乎贯穿了整个印度，上下起伏着，带着兴奋和不安。费用：约8600人民币线路：苏州-上海-吉隆坡-加尔各达-格雅-瓦位纳西-克久拉霍-欧洽-德里-阿格拉-斋普尔-乌代普尔-焦特普尔-伊斯伊梅尔-比卡内尔-阿姆利则-德里-奥兰加巴德-海德拉巴-金奈-默哈伯利布勒姆-金奈-吉隆坡-上海-苏州。拍这张照片的时候，我已经在加尔各达的机场待了一夜，天刚亮。初印象是：入境很容易，印度人相当随意，公共场所不太顾及别人。机场不但有持枪的军人，还经常有警犬巡视，但气氛并不紧张。这是加尔各达的印度博物馆。加尔各达是印度第二大城市，从机场到背包客聚集区萨德街，我和同伴选择了大巴，这个过程让我见识到很多熟悉的画面，二名男性勾着小手指，拥挤的交通，好喝的CHAI。找好住处，换好钱，办好手机卡已经是下午了，于是选择了离住处不远的印度博物馆。这是印度最老的博物馆，第一次体会到外国人的优越性，一进售票处，就被保安领到最前面，本地人都在那里排着队呢，当然，我们的票价是他们的15倍。这个厅还算吸引我的视线，呈列的都是各时期的石雕。很多地方都是空白，贴着一张纸，让同伴看过才知道，它们去了中国展出，我来到印度看它们，它们却去了我的国家，好微妙。更微妙的是：我和同伴被要求站在一起拍合影，从去年遇到到今年，印象里从未跟他合过影。那人拍了我俩之后，道了谢转身离开，咦？他要我俩的照片干嘛？随后又被邀请数次合影，我基本一看就闪，同伴数次牺牲色相。这个厅还算吸引我的视线，呈列的都是各时期的石雕。很多地方都是空白，贴着一张纸，让同伴看过才知道，它们去了中国展出，我来到印度看它们，它们却去了我的国家，好微妙。更微妙的是：我和同伴被要求站在一起拍合影，从去年遇到到今年，印象里从未跟他合过影。那人拍了我俩之后，道了谢转身离开，咦？他要我俩的照片干嘛？随后又被邀请数次合影，我基本一看就闪，同伴数次牺牲色相。：） 10月17日一早，萨德街。这红墙和白墙之内就是印度博物馆。那个水桶里应该装的是他们的饮用水，架在砖上的是做饭的锅。棚里是睡觉的地方。那边，早起的人在喝CHAI，从昨天出机场尝过之后，就特别喜欢，我也去喝一杯。用陶土的杯装了，很环保。这边喝完，转个街再找地方喝，这个摊很热闹，我也过去和他们坐在一起。大家相互拍呗。坐在那里喝着，看着。忽然，坐在边上的小伙子把耳机的一端，插进我的耳朵里，里面传出的是印度歌，是他喜欢的吧。虽然有点惊讶，但我喜欢这样的善意。今天上午的计划是去特蕾莎修女创办的motherhouse（仁爱之家）做一天的义工，但我们并不认识路。在不断问路的时候，遇见一个人，表示可以带我们去。他给我的印象是个拾荒者，他向我们介绍了自己的名字，家人，和家庭的一些情况，这个场景，在很多游记里都有记载，无非是带路，收取小费。但我印象很深的是二点，一是：他数次为自己的衣冠不整道歉（他的衬衣上有一个不小的划口），二是，在拿到50卢比（人民币5元）之后，他不仅用英语说谢谢，还一直问我的同伴，谢谢的中文怎么说，用中文向我表达了谢意。仁爱之家总部小小的门口。若不是那人带领，我们应该是无法在别人出发之前赶到。以至于，我们都没来得及参观特蕾莎修女陵墓。刚找到一个中国人，就开始了某些“仪式”？先是唱基督的歌曲，我不会，只能低着头听着，然后是请最后一天做义工的人走出来，唱感恩歌，看着很多人，眼中闪着泪光。唱罢，分组。那个中国人去的是垂死之家，同样是中国人，自然想去同一个地方，他让我们去修女那里登记，因为我们没有特别说明，所以分派的字条上写着Prem Dan（老人之家，照顾需要长期照料但不垂死的老人）。领队的是个智利人，每年来加尔各达做一个月义工，已经几年。这一队里有三个东方面孔，来自三个国家：马来西亚，韩国，中国。在这里服务，男女是分开的，这让我一下慌了神，语言不通该如何是好？韩国的那个女孩，帮我拿来围裙和手套，指给我放包的地方。当我们进到宿舍的时候，能移动的人已经出去了，床已经搬开，用消毒水拖地，擦床垫，重新把床摆好，铺床单，然后就是去室外帮助向那些老人分发食物。把分好的食物拿到她们面前，有行动不便的，需要喂食的，要喂她们吃下。在我东张西望想知道该做什么的时候，我被招到一个老人面前，这应该是个中风的病人，她被斜绑在椅子上，看着我，不能说话。奶茶冲的米花是很烫的，她知道我是新人，虽然看着我每次都先吹凉，但还是用嘴唇试着温度，她坐不直，我们俩都很努力的尽量能一次把一勺的米花吃完，我很紧张，不知道怎么做会更好些。先喂的都是干的部分，最后的那些奶茶是实在不在我的能力范围之内，我向一个老的义工求助，她告诉我应该怎么处理，但很快发现，我根本听不懂，于是她接了过去。不知不觉到了休息的时间，男性的义工们也都过来坐在一起喝奶茶，大家聊着天。十几个人中只有二个来自相同的国家，真是个多国的部队，只有我和同伴二人是一天的义工。这是休息时间，大家坐下喝奶茶，聊天。休息总是短暂的，下面更加忙碌些。替老人按MO头部，跟她们一起玩拼图，喂中饭。送她们回房间的时候，才发现，残疾的人比我想的要多，有些需要坐轮椅，有些是自己坐在地上撑着回去的。最后一次搀扶一个老人回房间之后，我被另一个老人招手叫到床前。我看看四周，义工只有我一个，我知道她，我们到的时候，她就在跟老的义工打招呼，看着是个性格活泼的人，似乎看不出患有疾病的样子，她叫我干嘛呢？我走到她的床边，她对我微笑着，捧起我的脸，亲吻我的双颊，双手合十对我说着谢谢。禁不住，泪流满面。离开的时候，回望Prem Dan。回程，因为大家大多都住在萨德周围，所以没有再搭公车回去仁爱之家的总部，领队帮我们打TUTU直接回到萨德。在印度，TUTU是主要的交通工具之一，这里的TUTU比泰国小很多，因为是固定的线路，领队帮我们谈好价钱（一般对外国人都会开高价），分几批，让我们坐上去。四个大人挤在后面一排，那是绝对无法动弹的，坐在最外面的闻侨（我的同伴）甚至脚都放不进来。加尔各达拥挤的交通，TUTU的横冲直撞，那一程，真是心惊肉跳。其实一直到离开印度，我坐TUTU的时候都会不安，但必须承认，没有出过意外。回到旅馆，退房，存包，找地儿吃饭吧。在街上晃着，看见早上一起的那个韩国女孩和昨天误以为我是韩国人的另一个韩国女孩都坐在路边吃饭，禁不住好奇，第二天就吃起了路边摊。另一个韩国的女生，第一次来印度，，哪儿都没去，就待在儿童之家做义工，已经三个月了，说是刚去的时候也是天天都在哭，现在已经习惯了。下午，去了多利亚纪念堂，明明还在开放的时间，不知为何却不让我们进入，只能离开。走走晃晃，天色渐晚，今晚就要坐火车离开了。终于，要见识印度的火车了，传说中经常晚点，不报站名，名字会贴在车门口的火车是什么样的呢？在印度，火车无疑是最重要的交通工具，历史悠久，网线遍布各处。而它的实名制，也实行近百年。这一次的印度之行，火车也是做为首选的交通工具。为了在排灯节（印度三大节日之一)前，赶到瓦拉纳西，闻桥在官网上注册，并提前订购了二程火车票。今晚，是我们的第一程。尽管印度火车站的画面几十次，数百次的出现在我面前，但我到达豪拉火车站之后，还是感到震惊。候车室的地上，坐着，躺着，满满都是人，黑压压的几大片，甚至我们都找不到合适的地方。上到二楼的AC候车室（印度火车卧铺分为AC1、AC2、AC3、SL四等），外国人的优势再一次得到体现，查票的人数次从我们面前经过，却都跳过（我们的票是SL，不可以进AC的候车室）。闻侨每隔一段时间，就下楼去看电子屏，回来对我说很奇怪，比我们时间晚的车次都已经公布站台，而我们的班次却迟迟没有信息，问过值班室，说没有问。再晚些的时候，答案终于揭晓，我们的火车改道了。那对我们有影响吗？问了值班室的结果是无任何影响，但总觉得放心不下，官网上去搜了站名，再搜了公告找出地图对比，我们要去的格雅，被跳过了。。。。。。。那怎么办？公告是改道五天，延期不可能，唯一的办法是到最近的站点下车，然后转车。所有经济上的损失和下一程的车票，都由我们自行负担。第一次见识到印度铁道的随意性（提前无任何通知），却也无可奈何，只能期望下一班车票能顺利买到。上车，找铺，检票（印度火车站，进站是不用查票的，上车后，卧铺车厢会来检票），睡觉。　　一晚的辗转，这是第二天早上，停靠的一个小站。 SL车厢，不锁车门，在门口坐了一会，迎着风，把脚伸出门外，感觉很自由。天亮以后，便躺不住，从上辅下来坐到下辅（印度卧铺车厢没有座位，在我们座位的位置，是二层的边铺）。车厢里，一直有小贩进出，叫卖着CHAI和各种小吃的东西。旁边边下铺坐着二个印度人，买了带壳的花生，示意要给我吃，推了二次之后，便接过几个，自己剥来吃。我跟他们说，我是中国人，但明显，他们并没有反应，看来是不懂英语。递了二次之后，看我不好意思一直拿，竟然帮我剥好一把花生仁，再递过来。此后一直继续这个步骤，当然也没少了我的同伴。这是我第二次感受到普通印度人的善意。晚点三小时之后，到了帕特纳，所幸后面的车票购买十分顺利，但原本只有六小时的车程，延到了十四小时。格雅并不是我们要去的地方，我们想去的是十公里之外的菩提迦耶。去看一棵树，那棵菩提树。大菩提寺，高52米，始建于公元前三年，由阿育王建造，后几经修缮，于2002年被列为世界文化遗产。虽然是清早，但已经有各国的僧人在此念经了。光脚踩在石板上（进寺庙不能穿鞋），那是相当的凉。看见一队小和尚，远远的跑过来，感觉上，大部分象是藏族的孩子。（这里有藏寺庙，还有藏人村）待我转到后面的时候，他们已经列队站好，在唱佛歌，各国信徒们纷纷站在前面合影、布施。这就是那棵菩提树。其实这不是那棵的本株，本来的树已经被毁，这株是阿育王时代带去斯里兰卡的分枝，后又从斯里兰卡移回。树下，是金刚座。再转过去，这一隅，是藏传佛教的区域，很多僧人，在长叩。这是在藏区最为长见的场面，所以找了一处空地，坐下想吃点饼干。刚一坐下，就有狗狗围上来，我知道它们是想要些吃的东西，但它们也不会去抢你手中的东西，只会趴在你的身边，脚塔在你的脚上，非常温顺的样子。饿了，回去吃饭，正好遇上住在同一旅馆的中国人，叫上一起，这是第一次吃印度式套餐，当时觉得，味道还不错。其实这里还有各国的很多寺庙，昨天傍晚已经去粗粗转过。所以，这天的黄昏，还是再去了大菩提寺。黄昏的大菩提寺，各国的僧侣都以自己的方式在参拜者，但给我的感觉并不太好，似乎各自为营，又似乎有些哗众取宠，总之不是那么纯粹。那塔下，便是那棵树，真真是枝繁叶茂。夜了，那一点点的，不是星星，而是--飞虫。又到了离开的时候，今晚，是第二程火车，还会有变化吗？([]

国产精华液2021—区二

郭子扬

我这个不是攻略，写了很多自己路上的感受，还有很多自己想象的东西，字很多，看下去估计需要很大耐心，当然图也很多~~ 基本路线是：北京---火车---兰州---大巴---西宁---火车---格尔木----火车---拉萨---搭车G318----成都----太原北京时间：5月28号离开北京，6月26号到太原从我qq空间转来的，正文如下~ 写在前面曾经和自己说以后一定要去西藏，做人要守信用，于是在去年的五月份我去了。回来装13，写个游记玩吧，结果这一装，装大了，写起来就停不下来，前后写出去十几万字，比本科研究生论文加起来还要多。论文一半都是抄的，这个可是纯写啊。反正有的是时间，写着玩，写给现在的自己，写给几十年以后的自己。等我八十岁的时候，把孙子叫过来，说，爷爷眼睛花了，快给爷爷把这个念一遍，解解闷~~ 空间里贴着到处都是婚纱，到处都是小孩的照片，这些个我都没有，把游记和照片贴出来，不然空间真的是空间了。写Word，不像写程序，没有编译功能，错字病句很多。毕竟是装13，装的不像~~~！以后努力~~向西三十天——那些人那些事有人说这个目不好，俗，俗就俗吧，想不出更好的了~~1.写在前面2．哥不和你们玩了--5月28号3．拉面之城--5月29号4．舌尖上的兰州--5月30号5．黄色峡谷--5月31号6．青藏高原--6月1号7．快看，雪山--6月2号8．幸亏不是藏獒--6月3号9.写在中间 12月10日夜纸离世界末日还有10天了10．谁和我搭车进藏啊--6月4号11．雪山沙漠胡杨林--6月5号12．天路！天路！天路！--6月6号13．拉萨，我真的来了--6月7日14．那一刻我的灵魂永远的留在了这里6月8日15．关于爱情--6月9号16．瞎溜达一天--6月10号17．我的珠峰不在这里--6月11号18．在拉萨的最后一天--6月12号19．我把自己写入了传奇的G318--6月13号20．闪电--6月14号21．说曹操曹操就到--6月15号22．你们看我酷吗？--6月16号23．一路盘山--6月17号24．一手的冷汗啊--6月18号25．再见西藏--6月19号26．老李说的对--6月20号27．快闪康定--6月21号28．时光隧道--6月22号29．翻滚吧红色的牛油--6月23号30．什麽时候结婚啊 -- 6月24号31．是不想让我走吗 -- 6月25号32．第三十天到家 -- 6月26号33．写在后面 1．写在前面赶紧写把，再不写就真的就全忘了。2012年10月某天三十天能发生什么？三十天会发一次工资，看着电脑屏幕上那串数字增加了，知道一个月的劳动好歹得到了回报，于是就能欣慰的开始一个新的循环期盼着下一个这样日子的到来了；三十天里会有二十二次或更多沿着相同路线的早出晚归，我可以准确说出每天几点几分会遇到什么人什么车，大家天天走着相同的路线见过无数面，比见自己亲生爹妈次数都多，可就是谁也不认识谁。当然，三十天里还有八个貌似我们可以自由支配的日子，我们可以尽情利用这八天去逛已经逛了无数遍的街，或者找一家已经去过无数次的餐厅或酒吧和天天一起工作的同事朋友来一次聚会。三十天就是一个循环，周而复始，年复一年。小时候总会听大人们说时间过的好快，可是自己却从来没有觉得，时间就是时间怎么可能会变快呢？盼着过年，盼着放假，盼着开学，盼着长大，时间从来没有快过。可是自从进入了大学，发现时间真的在变快，而且这还是个变加速运动，加速度本身也在不停的加快。用不着再盼这盼那了，时间飞逝，抓都抓不住。小时候数日子都是一天天的数，慢慢变成了一周周的数，然后是一月月的数，现在规划生活已经是几年内买房几年内结婚，估计接着就是几十年还完贷款，对于一些实在没办法的事情只能说下辈子怎么怎么样了。人生苦短啊，真的就这样从时间或者说生命的身边跑过吗，尼玛，而且还越跑越快。最被催的是有时候想回头看看跑过的路，回味一下感慨一下时，却发现这段路程是那样的苍白，白的就和那种做花圈的白纸一样看不到一点颜色。难到这就是我们努力上学辛苦工作想换来的人生吗，不禁悲从中来，又毫无办法，于是噙着泪水掉转头继续跑完剩余的苍白路程。好像这是我们的宿命，谁都无能为力。三十天能发生什么？三十天里曾被冰冷的雨淋透顶着冷风沿着公路咬牙骑车，曾被冰雹砸的生疼，曾跟两只硕大的獒狗对峙，曾被暴雨淋过后看到了双环的彩虹，曾在盘山路上被所搭车的司机惊出一手的冷汗，曾面对各种美食流了无数的口水，三十天里遇到了塌方见过了堰塞湖，三十天里翻越了无数座传说中的高山穿越了无数条传说中的河流，三十天里哭过笑过，绝望过惊喜过，离别过重逢过，三十天里无数的人，不同的笑脸深深的印在了我的心里。这三十天是彩色的，像春天的山野开满了绚烂的鲜花；这三十天是有生命的，她在你的记忆力哭在你的记忆力笑。这三十天里有太多可以回忆的东西。当旅行结束后坐在家里回忆时，我甚至怀疑这真的仅仅是一次三十天的旅行吗，为什么感觉像过了好久一样，是不是从北京踏上火车的那一刻我就走进了一条时光的隧道，在这隧道里时间被无限的拉长了。还是我们生活的这座钢筋城市其实才是一台压缩时间的机器，它把我们的生命一压再压，让你我都感觉不到时间真正的存在了，是这西去的列车带着我脱离了它的魔爪，当列车开动，城市的喧嚣被远远抛开的时候时间和生命才又恢复了她本来应有的面貌。上了半辈子学，一毕业就加入到了北漂的队伍。一个人两年的北漂生活好像找到了一直要找的东西，可是左顾右盼时发现似乎又丢了许多东西，但***又说不清是什么。在这家公司工作两年了，眼看着老板的车从斯柯达换成了红旗，从红旗换成了奔驰。看看自己，从27岁换成了28岁，然后有从28岁换成了29岁，除此之外好像什么都没变。几次想找老板谈谈，得到的答案总是说没时间。***，想着就来气，不跟老子谈，老子还不跟你谈了，自己开你的奔驰玩吧，给领导发个邮件说哥们辞职不和你们玩了你们自己慢慢玩吧。有本事过几年把奔驰换成直升飞机。现在发现奔驰里全是沥青，致癌，这下傻眼儿了吧，都他妈拿奔驰当回事，奔驰拿你们当回事了吗？国内也去过了好多地方，但是遥远神秘的西藏还是一直吸引着我，我曾经跟自己保证说一定会去的，现在是跟自己兑现诺言的时候了，此时不去更待何时。去批发市场买了一个60L的旅行包，塞上几件常穿的衣服，拿好相机带上三脚架，就等着旅行开始了。铁路天天发展，但好像越发展越不够用了，尽管不是节假日，但西去的列车也还是一票难求，周六对着电脑刷了一上午，终于刷到了一张5月28号去兰州的卧铺。鼠轻轻一点，当页面显示支付完成时，我知道旅行已经开始了，兰州我来了，黄爷我来了，拉面我来了~~~ 2．哥不和你们玩了--5月28号 2012年5月28号的北京阳光明媚，尽管都是些破烂，但60L的的大包还是塞得满满的，好像从来没有背过这么大的包，提着挺沉，背起来感觉倒是还不错，可还没走到公交车站肩膀已经压的有些疼了，然而脚步却从没有如此的轻快过，因为脚下是奔向希望的路，奔向自由路，奔向梦想的路，奔向天堂的路，让这里的一切都去死吧，哥不和你们玩了。上了火车，火车不错，是那种隔开的卧铺车厢，只要加个门看着就和软卧一样了。找到自己床铺，一个格子里的人陆续到齐，三个大哥，一个年轻哥们，一个姑娘，一个我。火车停在太原的时候，到站台上溜达一下，大禹治水过家门而不入，呵呵，给家里打了个电话可是没人接，爹妈还没下班呢吧。除此之外一路无话，直到夕阳西下，铁龙在黑暗中向西飞快的奔跑，车厢里熄了灯，大部分人都睡了吧，反正都爬到了各自的床上，过道里没人，我站在窗边，用手把帘子挑开，把脸贴在窗户的玻璃上，除了自己的影子，还隐约可见一座座黑色的山头乎乎的向后闪过。人们说兰州是一条河，一本书，一座城，但是在我看来，相信在很多人看来兰州就是一碗面，一碗面，一碗面。上学那会就听黄爷绘声绘色的描述过兰州的拉面和兰州人怎么吃拉面，当时听着就直流口水，这几年到处跑，不论是大上海新深圳，还是没人知道的小县城，都可以寻觅到兰州拉面的踪迹，不过黄爷说那也能叫兰州拉面？明天要吃到正宗的了，激动啊。不知道兰州会是个什么样子，不知道明天会是个什么样子，期待29号的第一缕阳光，好吧，上床睡了~~~ 3．拉面之城--5月29号当29号第一缕阳光散满大地的时候，我还在睡觉，醒来的时候天已经大亮，火车也已经在甘肃境内貌似离兰州也不远了。我探头像窗外看去，靠，真是来大西北了啊~！俺是山西人，一直榜自己是在黄土高原长大，看惯了山西的沟沟坎坎，以为那就是准的黄土高原，可是山西的那些黄土坡跟眼前的景象比起来，即便不能说是塞上江南也可以说是肥沃良田了。山西的山坡虽然很少有那种参天的大树，但基本上都覆盖着低矮的灌木，各别裸露处也都被碎石覆盖着，只有在被人开垦过的地方才能见到大片的黄土，可是窗外这些紧挨火车的一道道土坡，却是纯粹的黄土，没有一根草，一块石头，只有雨水冲刷后留下的支支叉叉。土坡突然出现一段豁口，漏出远方的景色，还是漫天的黄土坡，高高低低一直绵延到了天边，依旧没有一根草，没有一块石头，没有一点点生命的迹象，偶尔出现在土坡下的村庄人家，也是一片黄土色，如果不是明亮的窗户反射着早晨的阳光和院中停放的车辆，我真会以为都是些被人废弃的院落呢。连绵的黄土冲击着我对黄土高原的原有的错误印象，让我觉得在那些土坡坡的顶端随时会有一个嘴唇干裂眼窝深陷的人爬出来，伸出一只颤抖的手，用尽最后一点力气呼唤着“水水”，而当我们的列车带着他最后一丝希望飞快的驶过，消失在连绵的土坡中后，他的生命就崩坍了，一头扎在了土中，渐起一阵黄烟似的土，而那手，还依旧会指着火车消失的方向~~ 快到兰州了，格子里的人一路都没怎么说过话，眼看旅程接近终点，话匣子也都打开了，原来这一个格子的都是兰州人，只有我是外地来玩的，尽管黄爷已经给了简单的兰州溜达和拉面的攻略，但我还是问他们兰州有什麽可以去的地方吗，什么拉面最正宗啊。那哥们跟我年龄差不多，说的多些，他便是主讲，一个大哥和姑娘穿插补充。对于我的第一个问，大家得出一直结论，兰州没有什么可去的地方，只有黄河边还可以溜达一下，那有个水车公园，这个结论和黄爷不谋而合。但是对于哪家拉面正宗，众人各执一词，乌穆勒、占国、萨达姆（当时我也对这个名字提出了异议，可他们说这确实是一家拉面馆而且很不错）还有苍鹰说出了一堆名字，不同的人说不同的地方好。哥们我心中暗呼这拉面之城果然不是吹的啊。火车结束了17个小时的行程缓缓停在了兰州火车站的站台，我背起大包，走到车厢门口，高呼兰州我来了，拉面我来了，然后跳下火车，旅行真的开始了。兰州火车站背山而建，很高很大的一座土山，头一次见一个省会城市的火车站会建在山脚下，而且是如此高的一座山，应该说是一片山，让人觉得多少有些压抑，生怕有个什么情况这小小的火车站就会被这大土山活埋了。每个火车站都是当地的交通枢纽，兰州也不例外，由于是工作日，人们都赶着上班上学，所以火车站外一样是串流的汽车繁忙的街道和赶路赶车的人们，和其他地方没什么太大的区别。这时候，一个穿着深蓝色西装白色衬衣的大哥朝我走来，大哥身材高大面容憨厚昂首挺胸并且迈着坚定有力的步伐，很像电视上那种八十年淳朴随和吃苦耐劳的农民企业家，我正在想他要跟我说什么的时候。大哥已经先开口了，“要手机吗”我一下愣了，大哥见我一时没了回应，便热情的补充到“苹果的，四代”。这真是大大的出乎我的意料啊，北京这事见多了，街边好些个鬼鬼祟祟的小青年，双手插在口袋里，目光躲闪见人就问“爱凤4S”语气像接头的暗号，也许是被人拒绝的多了，还是看我不像个买手机的人，很多时候没等我回答呢他们就已经奔下个目了。同样是卖脏货手机，但一个是穿西装衬衣憨厚稳健的淳朴大哥，一个是鬼鬼祟祟的小青年；一个是苹果的，四代，一个是爱锋4S；一个热情洋溢，一个如接头暗号；两者一比较。西北人民原本就朴实憨厚，热情洋溢的形象在我心中瞬间又膨胀了128.5倍。告别了手机大哥，当然没有买手机啊~！继续前进，掏出我的旅行利器google地图，这几年到处跑全靠它了，有了他没有找不到的路，也没有错过的景。不明白为什么但凡好一点的东西在咱天朝都要被封杀啊~！顺着利器指出的路，朝着黄河的方向徒步前进。如果不赶时间的话，短途的路程坐车就是对旅行的侮辱，背包的感觉真好！真的就如舌尖上的中国所说，时代的发展已经消磨了地域在城市中的印记，在这熙闹的早晨，眼前这些上学上班的人，让你分辨不出你现在是在北京还是南京，是在兰州还是在太原，现代的文明同化了城市也同化了人。只有街边林立的拉面馆告诉我，我是身处在拉面之城兰州。发现前面就是兰州大学，虽然毕业两年了，但是看到校园依旧亲切，我的旅行是随性的，目的地也随时改变，兰大成为了我兰州的第一站。走进校园，装B晨读的家伙，拎着暖壶打水的姑娘，早起打球的同学，都让我回忆起自己傻了吧唧的校园生活，现在想想傻了吧唧的校园生活真好，下辈子我一定用心体会。校园不大一会就转完了，前往下一站，占国拉面！马路上不出几百米肯定就会有一家拉面馆，有的客人稀稀拉拉，有的就和黄爷说的一样门庭若市，很多人就端着一碗面蹲在面馆门口边聊边吃，葛优说的好找饭馆哪家人多去哪家，一夜颠簸至今滴水未进我也确实饿了，不过想着在兰州也待不了几天，所以还是去找黄爷推荐的正宗的吧。顺着地图七拐八拐，应该就在附近了，这里貌似是个商业区，虽然还早店铺都没有开门，但来来往往的人已经不少了，我在人群中穿梭，寻找着舌尖上的美味，呵呵。一片小开阔地出现在楼群当中，紧接着看到的就是绿底金字的大招牌占国牛肉拉面。就是这里，就要吃到传说中正宗的牛肉拉面了，再次激动~！走进店里，真是不一样啊，墙上没有那种貌似全国统一的大菜单，这么大个店只卖拉面，绝对专业啊~！想吃面先要在门口花钱换面票，学着别人的样子换了一张绿色的小票，拿着正要走，进来个姑娘，朝着换票的师傅说一碗面一份牛肉，嘢，还能加肉啊，这颠簸了一晚不吃点肉怎么能行啊，于是果断加了一份肉，交钱后又接过一张红色的小票，看着服务员手里有红黄绿三种颜色的小票，红绿我都有了，那黄色的是什么啊，跟服务员一打听，说还可以加个蛋，好吧，再加个蛋，于是拿着三色小票朝里面走。后来知道兰州人管这个吃法叫做肉蛋双飞。呦，里面排队的人还不少。后厨开了一个大窗口与前厅通着，里面雾气缭绕，几口大锅腾腾的冒着热气，特别是两口煮面的大锅，里面白浪翻滚，不断有面下入又不断有面被捞出，其他几口锅看不到里面，想着应该是炖着千年的牛肉老汤吧。几个穿白衣的师傅在里面忙活，其中有两个人手中握着面上下翻飞，有两个捞面装碗加汤加料后递到窗口，大家忙碌而有序。没别的可说，还是那俩字，专业。每个排队的人交手里票的时候，都会说面条的粗细，再其他地方最多也就有宽的和细的两种区别，可在拉面之城，专业的不光是面馆，吃面的人也相当专业，所以面条种类也是花样繁多，有宽的，二宽，细的，毛细，二细，三细什么的好多种，由此拉面师傅手上的功夫可见一斑，手上没有两下子估计是不敢在兰州拉面的。我这外地人对这粗细没什么概念，又学着人家的样子说细的把三张票都递了过去，结果退回来两张，说肉蛋在门口取。哦，好吧~！又问要辣椒吗，本来我是不怎么吃辣椒的，不过看人家都要也就入乡随俗要了，kuacha一大勺辣椒，然后递到我手里，这大碗里红色的辣椒，白色的萝卜，绿色的香菜和葱末，再加上沉浸在清汤中一缕缕的细面条，看着是十二分的好看啊。不过这个面本身是没有肉的，不像外地的拉面多少总会有两片肉意思一下。去门口取回了一碟子肉和一颗鸡蛋，看着眼前的份肉蛋双飞，心中再再次激动，吃了半辈子牛肉面，今儿总算见到正宗的了。相机掏着不方便，拿touch拍一张留念，然后就吃呗。不像电视里的那些美食体验，不论什么东西塞到嘴里都会像吃到唐僧肉一样激动的内牛满面。我吃过后的感觉是，哦，这就是正宗兰州牛肉拉面啊，原来是这个味，嗯，还不错。下一站，黄河。原来几次从黄河经过，但是还没有真正和咱的母亲河有过亲密接触，不知道站在黄河边看着涛涛黄河载着几千年中华文明翻滚而下将会是什么样一种情景，如果当时能再配上黄河大合唱一定更有感觉。八拐七拐朝着黄河的方向走，还是不得不再说一次街上的拉面馆真多啊。在去黄河的路上，挂着qq，一天问我到哪了，在平时除了爹妈，基本上一天是唯一一个会经常主动问我在哪在干什么的人。在这一路上问我到哪了，吃什么了，见到什么了最多的也是一天。一天让我知道在那个我好歹生活了两年的城市里还有人知道我离开了，有人知道在中国大西北的某条路上有我这么一个不起眼的人在前行。真的谢谢你，一天~！希望这个感谢将来你会看到。一天忙，就聊了几句，不过已经够了~！和小西闲聊了好一阵，说前两天来北京了，一个人溜达了几天，但没来找我，说自己错了，下次来一定找我，好吧，我等着你下次来北京啊。看到黄河了，可是水车公园挡住了去路，收钱！人民公园人民想去转转还管人民要钱，靠~！人民没钱，要命吗，人家说不要，那好吧，那只能顺着公园的围栏走了。看到远处，在河对岸的山坡上有一座白塔，白塔下还错落着一座寺院，于是那白塔就成了下一站的目的。在黄河北岸依山而建一座寺院，名曰白塔寺。社会主义的公园要钱，社会主义的寺院不要钱，好啊~！希望以后少修公园多修庙。寺院前有一座铁桥连接着黄河的南北两岸。这座铁桥很像上海的那座铁桥，桥前一块碑，上书“黄河第一桥”。河道很宽，很多燕子在桥下的河面上飞舞，走上大桥站在中央凭栏远眺，真正看着涛涛黄河载着几千年中华文明翻滚而下，我不禁感叹，黄河真黄啊，其实黄河真的很黄，反正我此前是没有见过比黄河更黄的江河了，黄色的母亲河养育了黄色皮肤的我们，不知道能不能说我们是一个黄色的民族呢，或者现在应该说是一个内涵的民族？过桥进寺上山，站在山上可以眺望很远，除此之外普普通通没什么可说。下得山来，卸下行囊，倚栏小憩，摆弄相机玩。一对老年夫妇相伴上山，打我身边走过，大妈看着我的大包，自言自语的大声叨咕“背这么大个包上山不沉啊”，旁边的大爷思维敏捷马上接话说人家出来玩还要去其他地方么，大妈不信，想跟我求证，朝我说“这么大个包啊”，我笑着说“是啊，出来玩，还要去其他地方呢，包里好多东西呢，羽绒衣，三脚架，吃的，喝的什麽都有，呵呵！”然后大妈的表情像恍然大悟一般，大爷略带骄傲的说，“你看，我说人家出来玩，要去很多地方吧”。说完两个人就相伴着继续向山上走去，很快就消失在了树木的掩映当中。还没联系黄爷呢，可手机快没电了，唧唧咕咕的叫着，不给力啊，哥们从来不用什么备用电池，更没有什么移动电源，果断去找地儿充电。转遍山头，在山腰的一个公厕的洗手池边找到了电源，手拿着充了一会，虽然厕所很干净，但毕竟是厕所有味，苍蝇也不少，所以就把手机放着了水池边，站到外面通过窗户看着手机，以防被人拿走。就这样在公厕门口探头探脑的过了四十分钟，差不多了就这样吧。给黄爷打了电话，黄爷说离市里远，明天见吧，又推荐了一个叫做茹记烤肉的地方，让我晚上去那吃吃。好吧，下山出寺过河，沿着黄河溜达一会，还看到了羊皮筏子。一看表四点多了，还没吃午饭，住处也还没有着落呢。想着再来碗牛肉面垫垫，可是又被黄爷说中了，一过中午，大大小小的面馆就都关门歇着了，就像其他地方下午很难买到豆腐脑油条一样。放下包，坐在马路牙子上，拿出手机又是地图，又是网站的找旅店，打电话确认了一家貌似还不错的，起驾前往，可是在去的路上却住了另外一家，离铁桥很近，看黄河方便。就爱瞎溜达，垫吧了一节煮玉米，放下包就又出门了。发现这附近才是兰州的中心，步行街，小吃街，都在这片。茹记烤肉就在大众巷上，大众巷就是小吃街，有很多老字号，还有舌尖上的中国中提到的马子禄牛肉面，这条街是那种走一边不用进任何店光看招牌，口水就会流出一丈长的地方。走进茹记烤肉，还不是吃饭的点，所以人不多，要了黄爷推荐的杏皮茶，炒面片和几串烤肉。面片和烤肉略过不提，单说这杏皮茶，杏皮茶装在那种压了膜的塑料杯子里面，而且是从冰箱里拿出来冰镇过的，插管子来喝，当然你也可以撕掉薄膜，一饮而尽，不过我没这样做。嘴唇含着吸管，轻轻一吸，那棕黄色清亮的液体从杯子中顺着吸管缓缓上升流入我的口腔，就在这清凉的液体接触我舌尖第一颗味蕾的瞬间，就真如动画片中常见到的一样，我周围的一切一下子消失了，自己仿佛被拉进了时光的隧道，回到了童年，拿着俺娘给买的杏肉干，蹦跳在那破旧的平房院子里，那种酸甜，那种清凉，以及它们背后弥散的那种童年的幸福和自由自在，如触电一般从味蕾到口腔一下子扩展到了全身，我被这种感觉瞬间击倒，整个人都掉落在了这棕黄色的液体之中。那一刻我知道我爱上了这杏皮茶，也因此爱上了兰州。在兰州的三天我基本不怎么喝水，主要就是靠杏皮茶来补充水分的。只是后悔当初离开兰州时只带了一杯，哎，兰州我会再来的，不为别的，只为你这一杯清凉的液体和这一份童年的记忆。在其他店里也买过杏皮茶，都没有茹记烤肉的好喝。吃完饭当然不能忘记再来一杯，留着一会慢慢喝。又是一阵疯狂溜达，我喜欢这种没有目的的肆意乱走，每到一个路口，随便选一个方向走下去，你永远不知道前面会有什么在那里等你，也许那座楼的背后有一座公园，小桥流水树影婆娑，也许下一个路口转弯会有一所大学，可能还是艺术类的，会有很多个性的姑娘出现在你眼前，也许会有一座山，一条河，一座熙熙攘攘的农贸市场，一个人头攒动的大型超市，一座站着武警的政府大楼，一家忙碌的大型医院，一个停满警车派出所，一座树立着电网的监狱，当然大多时候路口一转你看到的还是另一个普通的路口，或者路口一转你可能发现自己又回到了自己刚才路过的地方，不过我就喜欢这种感觉。当再次回到铁桥桥头时，正是夕阳西下的时候，天空被染成了红色，尤其是那天边的云彩红的如焰似火，河面也被洒上了金粉，随着波浪泛着金色的光芒，红色的太阳拉动着这张大幕一点点的向河中沉去，光影变化中，这黄河落日圆的景色分外的美丽。可是出门没带相机，为了能拍到这美景，决定迅速回去取相机，尽管很近来回也就十几分钟，但是有些时候十几分钟已经太长了，当我再次回来的时候，太阳已经把整个大幕拉入了河中，只留下一些余晖点缀着天边的颜色。可惜啊~！不过白塔寺和铁桥的景观灯开了，也相当不错，在河边小广场的台阶上坐下，拍拍天，拍拍地，拍拍河中的倒影，拍拍岸边情侣，一阵凉风吹过，吹散了白天留下的暑气，吹走了暴走一天的疲乏，神清气爽，呵呵，真的，生活本来就是这么美好。一阵凉风出过后，又是一阵凉风，又是一阵凉风，然后一阵阵不断吹来，带走了暑气慢慢的把身上的暖意也带走了，兰州的晚上还是很凉的，外面的人也越来越少了，一看表也十点多了，好吧，打道回府。看看电视，洗漱完毕，睡吧，准备迎接明早的太阳。本想着该是一夜无话，可怎料，这旅店墙薄如纸隔音太差。半夜时分，被隔壁一妇人一语惊醒，“就知道陪你女朋友，也不来陪我”一男道“我这不是来陪你了吗”，尼玛，都是些有故事的人，再往后少儿不宜略过一千八百字，期间有另一隔壁的使劲敲墙说能不能安静点，不过没怎麽起作用，不知道多久之后终于安静了下来，我也才能重新安睡。 4．舌尖上的兰州--5月30号（11月17日）他们的故事影响了我的休息，没有亲自去迎接黄河上的第一缕阳光，睁眼已经九点来钟了，洗漱完毕，直奔马子禄牛肉面。上过CCTV的东西身价自然于众不同了，马子禄要比昨天占国的贵一两块钱，不过也可能这里是市中心所以贵些吧。大堂里很多外地人，估计都是慕名而来的，其中有几个大个子姑娘看着十分抢眼，像是运动员，可能是来兰州训练或是比赛的吧。像昨天一样把肉和面端到眼前，先来张合影呗，那个面，快把脸转过来，漏出你招牌，好好好，就这样啊，一二三走~！合影完毕，吃。说实话，咱这就是吃个热闹，挺好吃，不过没吃出和昨天的有什麽区别。据说兰州的水果已经有了新疆的风格甘甜可口，所以吃完回去的路上带了一个甜瓜，为了给晚上黄爷的手抓蓄积力量，这就算作午饭了。中午过后，约莫着和黄爷约的时间差不多了，用旅行利器查好路线，便踏上了去西固的班车，去见大学里穿我拖鞋，用我茶缸，借给我电脑，请我吃过无数次饭的兄弟。毕业已经5年了，正好一个巴掌，不知现在黄爷变什么样了。当然出发前还有一件大事，就是去茹记烤肉买一杯杏皮茶带走路上慢慢喝。西固很远，感觉汽车从城市驶入了戈壁，又从戈壁驶入了城市，利器上显示快到。终于要到了，我这么急切的盼望快点到，并不是想能早点见到黄爷，离黄爷下班的时间还早，而是因为杏皮茶喝多了想上厕所，憋一路了。还好西固是兰州石化的地盘，兰石化的领导考虑问很人性化，在西固修了很多小花园，每个花园都有公共厕所，所以在西固溜达走不了多远就可以看到绿树掩映下的公共厕所，真好，企业解决了群众生活中的实际困难，群众工作中自然干劲高涨，企业的效益也自然会好，跟着这样的领导才有前途，不像有些领导就知道给自己买房买奔驰。厕所出来浑身轻松，在公园看老头下棋，等黄爷下班。五年不见的兄弟，再次相见千言万语，万语千言，真不知该从何说起。所以略过不提直接进入吃饭环节。“先来两杯三炮台”黄爷招呼着服务员，“咱不喝酒了吧”，“没要喝酒啊”“那三炮台是什么，听着像酒名儿啊”“是茶，有茶叶，山楂，杏肉，枸杞，冰糖一会你就知道了”“So”一会儿茶端上来了，看着不错，喝着更不错。等黄爷媳妇到齐，正式上菜，黄爷待人一向热情，这次又是主场，更显豪放了。一斤手抓，一斤黄焖羊羔肉，一斤羊排，这个那个的点了一桌，具体这个那个里面还有什么，时间长了真记不清楚了，反正西北的菜绝对各个都是硬菜，手抓虽叫手抓但并不像大棒骨一样用手抓着吃，这一桌子菜吃的那个爽啊，感觉中午吃了那个甜瓜都有点后悔了，至于吃着有多爽，那是要多爽有多爽，到底真的有多爽，文学功底有限实在写不出来了，爱吃肉的朋友只能自己来体会一把了。吃饱喝足，去黄爷家溜达一圈，虽然住着是旧楼，但一进门，感觉黄爷还是黄爷生活品质依旧，夏普大平板旁边摆着马尔代夫带回来的小冲浪板，沙发上扔着两个ipad和电脑，黄爷带体感的PS3直接促使我回北京后也整了一套体感的Xbox没事切西瓜玩。黄爷两口子把我送到公交车站，就此分别，我还能说什么，黄爷一定带媳妇来北京玩啊~！公交车门一关，哎~不知什麽时候再见了。黄爷，哥们在北京等你来啊，要不等有空了，哥们也带个媳妇，再来兰州，咱自驾甘南，去拉卜楞寺偷手机，去九寨沟~！食物的照片大部分都是TOUCH拍的，所以效果都不怎么样，看到吃的哪有功夫调相机啊~~~ 公交晃悠了一个多小时，终于到了，还用考虑吗，下车第一件事，再来一杯杏皮茶，去逛逛夜市，消化消化这一肚子的油水。兰州夜市很大，尽管不是周末人也很多，很热闹，宽阔的马路上摆满了大大小小的摊子，过了两个大街口，才到夜市的头，可是路口一转，又是一条小吃的夜市街，尽管哥是吃饱而且是吃撑了来的，但是看着各式各样的小吃仍是直咽口水，恨不得再有个肚子，能把这些小吃挨个尝他一边，也许是个人口味的原因吧，在南方的夜市溜达很少有这种感觉。肚子没法换，所以小吃是无论如何吃不下了，看到有天水大樱桃卖，也相当诱人，来了半斤，一数有26个，确实很大哈，吃着也是酸甜可口，说真的，印象中真没吃过这么好吃的樱桃。我喜欢逛夜市啊，早市和市场这类地方，尽管大部分时候根本不打算买什么东西，我也是喜好这种感觉，熙熙攘攘的人群，喧闹的讨价还价，各种小玩意，各种个样的人，一切都是如此亲切，让我体会着生活的气息，温暖，具有生气，这种活生生的生活的张力是在办公室闪烁的电脑前，在高档商场冰冷的广告牌下是无论如何也找不到的，有时我觉得这种张力像一支强心针，可以让人们变冷几乎停跳的心由寒变暖，重新跳动起来。每次逛完市场的感觉就是生活多美好啊~！来来回回溜达好几圈，又不早了，回吧，希望今天那些个有故事的人别再来了。睡前吃了甜甜的樱桃，连梦也是甜的了。真好，有故事的家伙们去别的地方演绎自己的故事了，真没来。所以一夜无话，明天31号是离开兰州的日子了。 5．黄色峡谷--5月31号（11月17日）兰州人的一天也许大部分都是从一碗拉面开始的。一觉过去肚子里的油水早已经消化殆尽今，所以这个早上的拉面为了过瘾，要了双份的肉。吃过拉面，去打探路线，离开了这座城市的商业中心，才发现兰州已经有了很浓重宗教气氛，街上很多清真寺或者清真寺模样的建筑，有的还竖立着高高的塔，点缀在现代的楼宇之间。马路上带着小白帽的男人和裹着纱巾的女人也多了很多。这是一个讲究个性的年代，人们视撞衫为大忌，拼命朝着不同的方向打扮自己，尽管女人越穿越少，男人越穿越多是这纷繁变化的一条主线，但人们还是极力让自己变得与众不同，在我当下的生活经历中，还是头一次，遇到这么大一个群体，这么多人，因为某种不是人类本能的隐含的力量，不约而同的自觉自愿的把自己导像同一个方向，虽然眼前只是人们穿着的一个小小变化，但我已经隐隐感觉到一股力量的存在，他巨大无比，却无影无形，弥散在我眼前的每一个角落，一瞬间一丝惊恐或者是害怕从我脑中划过。离开兰州前的最后一餐，去了路正义路的一家老店，杜记甜食。黄爷说可以吃吃甜胚子和灰豆子，店里的人也不少，还有几个老外。我一进门，门口服务的小伙子很热情，“要点什么？”“甜胚子和灰豆子”“要多少啊？”这可难住我了，这甜胚子和灰豆子是什么东西该怎么个要法啊？“灰豆子来一斤”我试探的说。“带走吧？”“在这吃。”小伙子乐了，“这东西汤汤水水的在这怎么吃啊，要一斤都是拿回去送人的。”呵呵，既然已经被人家识破了，我也就不装了，“我是外地来的，这甜胚子和灰豆子是什么东西怎麽个吃法啊？”“甜胚子和灰豆子一样来一碗，再来一碗酿皮子，一个人就差不多了~！”“噢，噢，这样最好，就这些吧！”我赶紧答应。和牛肉面一样换了小票，里面取餐。当地的这种经营习惯，无形中养活了很多小打印部，街上很多的打印店都用大字写着制作面票肉票。一种文化就是一条产业链啊，无数的人把自己的饭碗和这条链子紧密的连接在一起，比如谁能想到这兰州的牛肉面和小吃居然养活着这么多打印部啊，马克思说的万物都是有内部联系的，果然如此。甜胚子、灰豆子和酿皮子三碗白的红的黄的摆在了眼前，来个合影先。甜胚子像加了甜糯米的醪糟稀饭，灰豆子则像八宝粥，而酿皮子貌似面皮，不过吃着都还不错。吃饱喝足启程上路，当然不忘记再带一杯杏皮茶路上喝，实在是带着不方便，不然买他个几百杯，一路喝到拉萨去。退房，结账，上公交去车站，买票检票，背着行囊轻轻一跃，踏上继续西去的班车。班车沿着黄河驶出城区，驶入高速，又驶下高速，然后向着那连绵的黄色山脉前进。慢慢的班车驶如了一条黄色的峡谷，这几年去过很多地方，峡谷也见得多了，不过这种黄色的峡谷还是头一次见到，公路一边是一条奔流的大河，颜色和兰州看到的黄河比较是有过之而无不及，虽然远没有城区里黄河那么宽广的河面，但是奔流的架势却更加气势磅礴，呼啸翻滚着仿佛要冲开所有的阻拦和触及的一切。公路和河水弯弯曲曲，在两侧山脉的胁迫下向山的深处延伸。这山当然也是黄色的土山，而且很高，遮天蔽日的，让阳光没有办法直射进来，谷内的这中阴暗又使那条原本就气势汹汹的河显得多少有些狰狞。很难想象纯粹的黄土可以堆起这么高大的山来，哎呦，错了，应该是河水在疏松的黄土地上切出了这么深的一条沟来才对，正是这块土地的血肉染黄了这江河，河水又带着他们咆哮千里奔向大海。峡谷两面的黄土壁上很少能看到绿色，被夹在这样一条峡谷中，你不得不担心，那些黄土会不会突然崩塌，把你连同那河水深深的埋在下面，当然河水终究会再次冲破黄土的束缚，给崩塌的土地上再次切出一道深深的沟壑，而你就只能永远埋在了这里，成为了这黄土高原永恒的一个部分，而且还会有无数的后人顺着河水新切出的沟壑再次踏上这片土地，从你身边经过，但没有人知道你曾经来过，你就埋在这里，在他们的脚下。颠簸的道路让你没法子专心的瞎想，路很烂，拉货的大车很多，这些大车扬起漫天的黄土，遮蔽了整个山谷，天空中不多的蓝色和路上的汽车都被笼罩其中，失去了他们原有的鲜艳色彩，这反倒使眼前的一切统一了色调，让这世界变得浑然天成，仿佛俺们的盘古大哥从来就没有劈开过这个世界一样。在这不辨天日的峡谷中穿行了很久，终于驶出了大山，看到了河谷平原，一下子河道变宽了，河水变缓了，天又蓝了，树又绿了，一大片一大片的庄稼在河岸两侧铺开，风中摇曳着他们新绿的身体，像是在欢迎我这个远道而来的客人，呵呵。眼前的村庄就是我的目的地，从山坡减缓处开始一直延伸到河边。进来一趟如此艰难，所以这里俨然就是世外桃源了。这世外桃源很少有外人来，所以没有多少旅店，勉强找了一家，条件也很差。也就一晚，将就一下，无所谓了。看看表六点来钟，还早所以放下东西出门溜达，打算穿过村庄到河边打几个水漂玩。顺着山坡往下走，进入村庄，路过村子的中心，这里貌似是一所学校，已经下学了，所以铁栅栏的大门紧闭。在校门口的一片空地上一群男孩在打篮球，一群女孩夹杂着几个男孩在嬉闹，大人们有的端着碗有的拿着茶缸，或坐或站三三两两的围着闲聊，一派祥和的气氛。穿过村庄看到一条从山上流下来的小河，顺着小河就能到大河边了，这时太阳刚刚下山，天正是半黑不黑的时候，稍远处的景物已经变得朦朦胧胧，村外的路上已经没有了行人，十分的安静只有身边的小河哗哗作响。突然，从身后的村庄里传来了高音喇叭的声音，虽然没有听过，但可以肯定这是穆斯林祷告的的经文。一个高亢的男音在忽高忽低，忽长忽短的如咒语般念诵着经文。这声音幽远而神秘，有着无穷的穿透力，仿佛能够穿越一切障碍，抵达世间的每一个角落，不，不光是世间，这具有魔力的声音一定能穿越时空的封锁，到达天堂，深入地狱。用不着经过耳朵，他从皮肤透过，直接涤荡着每一个灵魂。这个声音持续了很长时间，夹杂着回响，在这空旷的田野和荒地上回荡，而我只能被这神谕般的声音紧紧的包裹着。以前好像只在涉及到中东地区的电视和电影中听到过这个声音，这是第一次真真切切的听到，还是在这没有人烟的且光线昏暗的荒野，不能不让我觉得毛骨悚然，更让想象力丰富的我联想到了电影和游戏中的一些场景，一群无知的游客或大兵闯进一座看似平静的小镇，然而在被某种意志突然召唤之后，安详的人们都变成了嗜血的僵尸和魔鬼，向那些闯入者发出一波波的凶残攻击。主人公们一个个的惨死，只有最帅的的男主人公和最漂亮的女主人公遍体鳞伤的逃出这血腥地狱。想到此处，哎呀，刚才空地上的那些人不会~~~~，下意识的回头看了一眼来时的道路，还好没有什么人追来，又想咱身边也没有漂亮的女主人公，手头也没有武器装备，应该不会发生什么事情吧，搓搓胳膊上的寒毛，继续往河边走。正好黄爷qq在线，我把刚才的事情和我的心里活动和黄爷说了一边，说这场景真的很像生化危机4，钟声一响人们就变成了僵尸。黄爷看后，沉思了很长时间，用两个简短的字母回复了我“SB”，然后补充说“别乱跑早点回去。” 穿过一片庄稼地，踏过一片乱石摊，等真正到河边时，天已经全黑了。黑灯瞎火的，别水漂打不成再给掉河里头。所以明智的放弃了打水漂，搬起一块大石头朝河里一扔了事，掉头往回走。回的路上，隐约看到地上有东西在动，因为小黑影动的不快，也不是很多，一般被感染了病毒的异形都动作迅速，所以就没有瞎联想。掏出手机用手电一照，原来是许多小蛤蟆蹦来蹦去的啊，呵呵，拿手电吓唬吓唬它们，开始它们还使劲往前蹦想逃出我的魔爪，蹦了一会就蹦不动了，估计是体力耗尽了，就呆在那一动不动的看着我，萌啊。再次路过学校前的那片空地时，发现一个人也没有了，呀，该不会是真的吧~~~~。我赶紧加快了脚步。快到旅店时那个声音又响了一边。安全回到住地，看看电视，睡了，一夜无话，一觉到天亮。跳过~~~ 6．青藏高原--6月1号（11月21日）真是进来容易，出去难啊，倒了三趟车才上了去西宁的大巴。中间还在黄土路上走了一段，大车一过，又是漫天黄土，这路要一趟走下来，估计只要再稍微做旧一下就能直接当文物出口糊弄老外了。另外还坐了一段当地回族朋友的车，从外面看就是一辆普通的小面包，可是拉开车门从里面一看，我靠，这是辆婚车吗？车内用红色的绒料吊了整个车顶和全部内壁，绒料上还印满了暗花，在车顶的图案四周挂满了长长的红穗，非常好看，即便说是新婚的洞房也毫不为过，后来发现好多回族朋友的车，从外面看普普通通，但里面却装饰的美轮美奂，就连跑长途的大货车也不例外。坐着婚车般的小面跨过了甘肃和青海的交界，在一个叫做民和的小镇换乘去往西宁的班车，这里成了我踏上青藏高原的第一站。多么有意义的一天啊，在这个我们自己的节日里，我真的站在了青藏高原上，站在了通往天路的入口处。去往西宁的班车很多，不一会就等到了。班车没有走高速，沿着省道奔驰，因为海拔逐渐升高，所以一路上坡，路边的河水自然就迎着我们一路向下。这里不能不说一说我看到的这些河水。青藏高原人少地多，又有众多的山脉终年积雪，所以无数的雪山融水，打这里从各个方向流入大海，正是这些流淌了千万年的河水孕育了我中华的文明，如果说长江和黄河是我们的母亲，那么这青藏高原就是母亲的家，咱们的姥姥家。从小就知道长江和黄河是我们的母亲河，在小学，中学的课本上就一遍遍的读到关于她们的文章，她们的的宽广，她们的伟大，根植在我的幼小的心里随着我一起长大，一直向往能亲眼见到两位母亲，想象见到她们时，那种气魄如何震撼我的心灵。然而当长大后的我第一次真正站到长江边上，我不敢相信眼前的这滩河水就是我们的母亲，我们伟大的母亲。一条条挖沙船随意停泊在江面挖沙，装满河沙沙的船吃水很深在江中穿梭忙碌，浑浊的河水漂浮着油花和垃圾，一座座大桥横跨其上，像一条条铁链缠绕着她的身体，天啊，这就是我们伟大的母亲吗，她的雄浑在哪里，她的气魄又在哪里，当奴隶们被抽打的时候，至少他们的眼睛中还会投射出怒火，可是眼前，那些挖沙船在一刀刀的切割着她的血肉，而她却那也平静，依旧让那些装满自己血肉的船悠悠的行驶着其上。宽广的她像一只被驯服了的兽，一只驯服了千年的兽，可即便是兽，在被宰割时也会发出嘶吼的啊，可你却为什么如此平静，你的嘶吼在哪里啊！不，不，她是我们的母亲，只有母亲才会为自己的儿女心甘情愿的贡献自己的血肉，那平静的后面，是慈祥，是对我们深深的爱。她的爱顺着她的身体蜿蜒流淌哺育了我们千年。然而今天挖沙河运早已不能满足我们的需求，一座座大坝拔地而起，将河水隔断，让原本匀称纤细的母亲或挤压的臃肿不堪或压榨的瘦骨嶙峋，当白帝城被江水淹没成一座孤岛，当千里江陵一日还永远的停留在了课本之上的时候，有多少人欢呼雀跃，说我们战胜了天险，战胜了长江，创造了奇迹，我就不明白，把自己最亲的人摧残的体无完肤就这么值得他们高兴吗？失去那麽多换来的这些电，能填满你们无尽的欲望吗？可怜的母亲为我们这些不孝儿女付出了太多太多，母亲的付出没有尽头，我们的索取也没有止境，不知道母亲是否会永远这样安详和平静。不单单是长江，在其他地方见过许多大河，基本都是这样平静，像无风的湖面仿佛静止，或者是年老的她们为了这些儿女早已操碎了心耗尽了自己的生命，让我心痛。话转回来说说眼前，这里的河不一样，她们是年轻的，不论是山间的小溪还是路边的大河，都十分湍急充满了活力，这活力你听得到，这活力你看得到，你听快乐的她们在欢笑在歌唱，拍打着礁石河岸哗哗作响，你看年轻的她们在翻滚追逐，掀起无数的浪花打出无数的漩涡。在这里年轻的她们不用负担那些贪婪的儿女，自由让她们快乐，看着她们你也会快乐，这不能不说是高原的神奇之一。（不写一大段装13的话，用两个排比句增强语言气势，好像我小学语文白学了，爹妈的学费白交了一样。）在路上我还看到了，小学课本上的那种像卫星天线一样的太阳能灶，久闻大名今日终得一见，因为这里接近离太阳最近的地方，所以日照充足，很多人家院里都能看到这种太阳能。路边还看到了传说的玛尼堆和经幡，已经能闻到西藏的气息了，呵呵。西宁在修铁路，据说是到新疆的高铁，所以快进入西宁时看到很多工地。一路上天地都在孕育着一场大雨，才刚下午就阴的和傍晚一样，偶尔会有一道闪电划过广阔的天空。在西宁收费站，班车排队缴费的时候，在窗外隔着一条河就可以看到西宁城，神奇的是，乌云在这座城市的上空开了一个口子，阳光倾斜而下，让整个城市在这黑暗的天际中闪闪发光，就如天堂一般在召唤着我。班车缴了费，就开动了，随着角度的变化，那金灿灿的城市也逐渐消退了光芒。可是那天堂般的画面却永远留在了我的心中。神奇无处不在。真正的旅行是不能住宾馆的，一定要住青年旅舍或者客栈。在西宁火车站附近的长途车站下了班车，西宁火车站在重建，据说要建西北最大的火车站，所以整个封闭了起来，所有旅客移至西宁西站。用手机查到一家叫做西凉驿的青年旅舍，有利器导航，下了班车拔脚就往西南方向走，西凉驿算是在西宁的市中心吧，所以很顺利就到了，旅舍生意很好，进进出出的人不少，花花绿绿的，看打扮就知道都是道上的人。走进大厅，和大部分青旅一样，布置自由奔放，几张实木的大桌子纹理清晰，那边很低但是很宽的沙发感觉坐着应该很舒服，靠墙立着书架摆着各种杂志和书，大部分都和旅行文艺有关，贴满照片的墙也必不可少，紧挨着照片的是另一面贴满留言条求组队求捡人的墙，另外的墙上还有大大小小得地图和路线图，几辆刚刚快递发来的山地车立在一边上面还贴着快递的，估计是准备要环湖或者是进藏的，年轻人或者是自以为还年轻的人多的地方，总是很有意思的。大厅里人们三三两两的聚着，大部分其实可能都是刚刚认识的。卫生间的洗漱池边，一个高大强壮的家伙正在给自己剃度，一半还未刮的头发，一半还不算光亮的头皮。这边沙发上一个哥们幽幽的说“别以为我不知道，你在学校和别人劈腿。”我本以为是在开玩笑什么的，没想到旁边一个mm声色俱厉的接话到“我跟谁劈腿了，你说啊，”“大家都知道了，还用说吗”旁边的mm欲哭无泪，继续争辩，估计和他们围坐在一起的其他人劝也不是不劝也不是，一定非常尴尬。两个哥们从我身边走过，一个自嘲的说“次熬，哥在六一儿童节这天坐一趟T（特）2的火车来的来到了青藏高原。”呵呵，我去排队登记，等轮到我时，一姑娘背着个大包冲了进来，说累的要死了，想赶紧登记回房休息，所以问可不可以插个队先，why not，姑娘一个人开了个双人间后就上楼，来青旅住间的都是有钱人啊。哥们在一个10人间定了床位，交押金，领钥匙，拿了床单被罩枕头套，房间就在大厅旁边，推门进去，不大的房间靠墙立着五张上下铺的床，呦，我还是第一个啊，铺好床，扔下包，这次必须得出去转一圈，因为身上穿的这条跟随我多年的牛仔裤破了一个大洞，也没地方补，再轻装上阵也不至于穿个破洞的裤子去拉萨啊，所以得出去买裤子，顺便解决晚饭问。出来的路上还看到有背着大包，带着相机的人往这个方向走，估计也是去西凉驿的。市中心么，买东西很方便，就是晚饭吃了一碗不怎么好吃的面居然花了16块钱，贵。再回到旅舍的时候，天已经黑了，外面溜达的人和今天赶车来西宁的货们差不多都已经到齐，所以旅舍里更加的热闹了。我那房间也住进了好几位，一个挺漂亮的广东妹子，就是很冷，基本没什么表情，据说是第二次进藏，已经买好了第二天去拉萨的火车票，其他人都还没去过西藏，所以问这问那的，姑娘一直面无表情的回答着，还有个南方姑娘，也是今天刚到，说是暂无计划，打算先休整几天再说，还有两男一女，是刚才青海湖回来，明天打算去黄河源头，据说那里的黄河水清澈见底。还有两个姑娘想不起来是什么个情况了！我正在给刚从青海湖回来的姑娘讲兰州美食的时候，有人过来问有没有人玩三国杀，我说一会一定去。等搜肠刮肚实在不知道该说什么了，来的大厅桌子旁边的时候，已经有好多人在玩了，他们说哥们玩不，咱们重新开一局。我说算了，你们玩先，下一局我再玩，这么多人，估计出完牌睡一觉也不一定能轮到自己，一局得多久啊。我看了一会，就去找人，策划明天的行程了。无意中看到下午那个传说中和别人劈腿的姑娘，看来和她男朋友和好了，两人在一起又有说有笑的。沙发上还有一个更装B的，大家姑娘小伙互相搭配聊的开心，这哥们却一个人拿个电脑在看大盘，我考，大半夜的停盘都这么久了，还在分析走势，尼玛，股神啊，不巧的是今天来的妹子里没有对股票感兴趣的，所以这哥们只能继续寂寞的装下去了，我知道此时他的内心一定凌乱无比。旅舍有自己发往青海湖的小团，在我和老板打问去青海湖路线的时候，又有几个姑娘过来，也打听去青海湖的行程。她们几个最终决定跟老板的团走了，我正在纠结要不要一起呢，我向来是坚决抵制一切有组织有纪律的旅行活动的，正在此时又一个姑娘出现了，在此我要解释一下为什么会有这么多的姑娘妹子一而再再而三的出现呢？难道这是贾府的大观园吗？其实是这样，第一出来玩的妹子确实很多，现实中男生们面对的诱惑太多，daota，WoW，篮球，比赛，各种妹子都让哥们们欲罢不能没空出来，所以在路上女生的数量与男生比有过之而无不及，第二就如很多公司的公关人才都是女性一样，旅行的团队里，一些外联的事情也都是姑娘们负责，姑娘出马马到成功。这次出现的这个姑娘，个子不低，皮肤很好，笑嘻嘻的，听口音是南方人，最明显的是也许是因为感冒鼻塞还是怎么的，她在鼻子上贴着个鼻贴，后来也一直没问那到底是什么东西。进一步了解，她们是一行三人，两男一女，也刚到西宁，明天去青海湖，然后进藏，也反对一切有组织旅行，恩，志同道合，留个电话先，说明天要能顺道就一起走，接着没说什么就散了。时候不早，想睡觉了，年轻人夜猫子多，越晚越high，弹吉他的，杀人的，闲聊的，没有最热闹只有更热闹。躺着睡不着啊，qq里小西建议我戴耳机听听音乐放松下也好，俺说木有耳机啊！就这样时睡时醒，直到大厅里的人逐渐散去，才真正睡着。六一我们的节日，这一天就这样过去了。 7．快看，雪山--6月2号（11月24日）年轻人总是精力无限，早上早早的便有人起来开始自己的旅行了，大厅里的气氛与昨晚不同，到处摆着行囊，不断有人告别离开，其余的人留电话的留电话，加微薄的加微薄，组队的组队，道别的道别。我也起的很早，去洗漱，洗漱池是公共的，就是那种几个水龙头，下面一个一米多高的长方形的大池子，昨晚我一条腿抬起放在水龙头下洗脚，又找到了大学时的感觉，当时一哥们很诧异的看着我说原来还可以这样，我说学校不都是这样吗？想必现在大学条件好了，宿舍都有独立卫生间，所以哥们没见过这个，更没有实践过了。洗漱完毕去吃早饭，我是山西人，山西人以吃面闻名天下，可我们那貌似没有早上吃面的习惯，在甘肃四天，每天早上一碗牛肉面，虽然面本事好吃，但是在大早上，终究吃着不习惯。来到西宁，虽然离兰州没多远，但街上拉面店的密度已经趋于正常值，早饭也不是以拉面为主了。很容易找到一家早点摊，吃了一顿豆浆油条，感觉舒服很多。回到旅舍，大厅里准备出发的人更多了，首先是去看黄河源头的几个朋友，在互道祝旅行愉快后，出发上路了，过一会儿从旅舍组团去青海湖的三辆车也满载着出发了。因为我要等快递公司的来发个快递，所以昨晚那三个朋友就先出发去长途车站打探情况了，说要有事路上随时联系。等了将近一个半小时，快递员还没来，妈的，不等了，毛主席说的没错自己动手丰衣足食，又打电话一问，说快递公司离长途车站不远，于是决定自己亲自送过。撤下床单被罩枕头套，打包行囊，这个时候，没有表情的漂亮姑娘起床了，幽幽的去了洗漱间。交钥匙，退床位，和老板道别，便出门开始了一天的旅行，在路上收到先去车站的哥们发来的短信，说他们买了十一点去青海湖的班车票正在等车，我一看表时间还早，应该可以在车站汇合。发了快递，到车站与他们汇合，买了同一趟班车的车票，我们就算正式组队了。他们三个当中两男的是电子科技大学的应届毕业研究生，宗林来自湖北，陶来自浙江，两人穿着一样的冲锋衣，带着一样的帽子，架着据说不一样的但不细看基本看不出区别细看也看不出区别的黑框眼镜，旅行口号是好利友，好基友，据说他们从成都来西宁才花了几十块钱，坐了一趟几乎没人坐，还逢站必停，没有空调两天一趟的绿皮临客一路扇着电扇来的，在西宁火车站下了火车一脸茫然的时候，被这个姑娘捡到了，姑娘今天出门自然没有再贴着鼻贴了，人随和爱笑，也是浙江人，也是辞职出来的，已经去了好多地方，说曾经有机会从云南进藏可是因为感冒所以放弃了，这次抱着誓死进藏的决心又来了，虽然姑娘在我们四人中最小但后来被我们尊称为蹭姐，且一路扬名到拉萨后来走滇藏到了云南。我也混过研究生虽然是破学校，但和两个基友经历相似，蹭姐很开朗，所以四人相聊甚欢，像已经相处了多年的朋友。十一点多，上了班车，因为在这种地方空调车的空调是不会开的，一会上的人多了，空气质量会急剧恶化，所以我们四个分坐在了客车后面有窗户的座位上，这是车厢唯一通风的地方。上来一个老大妈，提着一个塑料袋，坐在了蹭姐边上，把袋子挂在了扶手上，蹭姐反应剧烈，说那塑料袋羊膻味太重，她这南方人极其闻不惯这种味道，所以尽管蹭姐为了防晒把自己裹的和阿拉伯妇女一样遮着口鼻，但还是把头伸到窗外，说实在受不了。我趁大妈下车，想看看那塑料袋里到底是什么以至于让蹭姐如此大的反应，结果不小心把袋子掉到了地上，袋破了个口子，汤直往外流，就是早上喝的普通的羊肉汤，估计大妈是带着当午饭的，我们急忙找了几个袋子给套上挂回了原处，假装什么也没有发生，一会大妈上来，估计要用餐了，提起袋子左右的看，莫名其妙，估计想不明白为什么汤少了那么多袋子却多了好几层，然后用我们听不懂的话自言自语，蹭姐在自己的普通话上强加了口音想和大妈沟通一下，不过没有成功，谁也没有听懂对方说什么。班车启动，方向青海湖。在出西宁城的时候，看到西宁有很多现代建筑，个性十足，花园般的高层小区，宽阔笔直的街道，让你没法相信这就是传说的高原城市，到更像是长三角地区一个富裕的城镇。沿途上人，班车里坐的满满的，我们各自的包只能放在自己脚下，班车向着西南方向行驶，一路穿山越岭。突然一团白影从远方的山头间闪过，呀，那就雪山吗，那就是我期盼已久朝思暮想圣洁的雪山吗？当班车沿着山路在山间一转，真的是雪山啊，我赶紧拍俩基友的肩膀“快看，雪山啊！”头一次看到雪山的我们都激动不已。班车再开一会窗外已经就是我原本想象的高原地貌了，雪山下面是薄薄的一层高原植被，随处散步的牦牛悠闲的一会吃草，一会儿四处张望，还有就是随处可见飘扬的五彩经幡，这些风景都是我从来没有亲眼见过的。班车驶出山路，驶入平原地带，约莫着离目的地不远了，不一会，在路尽头的右边出现了一堵深蓝色墙，虽然我们知道那肯定就是神奇的青海湖了，可也许是因为阴天的光影效果，那看起来的确非常像一堵墙。一堵巨大无比的墙，在路的尽头向着天边延伸，随着我们的接近，这度墙依旧没有显出她本来应有的湖面的形态，反而变得越来越高，甚至后来我们站在湖边的公路上看她，她仍然像一堵墙立在那里，有时阳光透过乌云的裂口照射到半个湖面上，湖面就会显出一半似湖一半如墙的怪异景象，其美妙与神奇无法言说，非身临其境才能真切体会。我们在终点站前提前下了车，在车里憋屈好几个小时，跳下车，一阵高原的凉风吹过，感觉神清气爽，自己瞬间年轻了5岁。既然有了组织，住处自然不用我操心了，他们查好一家叫做牧民之家的青年旅舍，因为有蹭姐在，我们以低于会员价的价格住在了一间16人间里，除了来玩的，义工和店里的伙计也住在这间屋子。旅舍的院子里用篷布盖着许多自行车，可以租来骑，篷布揭开一看，呦，车子还不错啊，美利达公爵，勇士还有朱丽叶。一直想买一辆美利达骑，没想到可以在这先体验一把。安顿好后，立马出发。我们三辆公爵和一辆朱丽叶，另外还有一个义工mm一起出发沿着湖边的公路往回骑，去找可以到湖边的入口。因为是往回西宁的方向骑，所以公路的另一侧很多骑车环湖或进藏的人迎面骑来，我们几个一看就是骑着玩，没有头盔，没有托包，对面骑来的人都是全副武装一看就是骑长途的，不断有人向往们打招呼，有的喊加油，有的竖起大拇指表示鼓励，有的只是简单的微笑，我们也会主动向迎面骑过来的人打招呼表示敬意。在旅行的路上，只要相逢就是一家人。青海湖与其说是湖，其实更像是海，不光因为水是咸的，更因为她无边无际，站在这样的海边加上周围连绵的雪山，那是一种什么样的感觉呢，在后来的路上遇到过很多这样梦幻的场景，雪山沙漠，雪山湖泊，雪山草原，青藏高原用他特有的雪山点缀了一切美好的事情物然后又一一呈现在了我们眼前。现在想起来那是的感觉其实真的就是没有感觉，或者仅有一丝的喜悦。不是因为景色不美，而是因为整个人完全放空了，平时的新怒哀乐早已被这高原的风吹散，整个人轻松自在，就好像你的眼睛鼻子耳朵嘴都直接连接了你的灵魂，你的心，你从来没有看的如此通透，从来没有听的如此真切，更是从来没有呼吸的如此顺畅，我甚至希望这高原的风能更猛烈一些，好把我整个吹散，能飞扬在这广阔的天地间，融化在这深邃的湖水里，沉降在这连绵的雪山上，永远享受这分平静和祥和。站在湖边，真实的感受着青藏高原，我感到有东西在身体内震颤，随着湖水拍打岸边，这震颤越来越剧烈，这是束缚已久的灵魂在挣脱，一波大浪涌来，用力拍打了湖岸，哗啦一声响，灵魂终于从三面冲出了我的身体。从前面挣脱的一部分飞向了湖的中央，他像一枚低空导弹，贴着湖面飞行，有是他还会旋转拐弯，把手探向湖面擦起一片浪花，从后面挣脱的部分飞向了牧场，贴着牧草在牛羊中穿梭，从一匹骏马的背上掠过，从一头低头吃草的牦牛眼前掠过，牦牛是可以看到人的灵魂的，尽管我和他贴的那么近以那样快的速度飞过，甚至飞过是产生的风都带动了它的毛发，但却丝毫没有影响到它，它仍然在安然的进食，慢慢的咀嚼。剩下的那部分灵魂是从侧面冲出去的，他沿着笔直公路飞行，迎着鸣笛的汽车飞行，眼看撞上时轻轻一个转身紧贴着车身飞过，有时候他甚至直接和汽车相撞，在车前被撞的粉碎，可是各个部分却像水一样从车身上划过，在车后重新聚集，继续飞行。三部分灵魂各自飞行一阵，然后都猛然抬头，像一支特技飞行编队，同时向我头顶的天空聚拢，一路的身上沾满了苦涩的水滴，一路的身上带着牛粪的芳香，还有一路什么味道都没有，他们在我的上空高速相撞，然后融为了一体。他在空中悬浮着，看着站在湖边的自己，像钢铁侠，又像超级赛亚人，很久没有这么畅快了，他甚至都在犹豫要不要再次回到自己的身体了。还好，他最终做出了正确的决定，从空中慢慢降落，又一点点融入了湖边那个自己。一阵凉意十足的风吹过，我打个冷战，刚才发生了什么？好吧，不管发生了什么，反正它让我感觉很好。在湖边骑车拍照。有几个人从西宁开车过来，想在湖边生火做饭，可是据说鼓捣了一下午也没有生着火，蹭姐揣着蹭饭的目的打着帮他们生火的口号，也过去鼓捣半天，不过无功而返。其实不光心灵放空了，肚子也早就放空了。就在湖边，我蹭了基友的大饼和蹭姐的不知道是什么的咸菜，喝了自己杯子里带着的水就算补充能量了。然后回到公路上继续骑行。好丽友~~~~~好基友义工mm把我们送到湖边就撤了，从湖边出来又骑了一阵子，蹭姐累了想回，所以两个基友就陪蹭姐回去了。就剩下我一个人，一辆车，一个水壶，一台相机，继续前进，我也不知道我要骑多久，我只是喜欢这种不断向前的感觉，一直骑，一直向前不想停下。这里的天黑的晚，西宁快九点天才黑的，天黑了骑回去就行吧。脚下的公路很平，想必就是环湖的赛道。有的地方路上车很少，可以骑车在路上转圈，绕8字，急刹车，猛拐弯，或者一猛子冲到湖边看鸟，趴在路上拍路边的小蓝花，把自行车横在路的中间躺在车子前面，真正的自由自在。看到一家三口站在湖边，爸爸拉着孩子的手，孩子拉着妈妈的手，经典的温馨画面。还看到一群羊过马路，堵了路上的好多车，还突然看到两匹马，很漂亮的马，没有马鞍没有嚼口，更没有人跟着，溜溜达达从对面走过来，这才是真正的马。每次在城里看到那些挂着车低着头只知道赶路的马，我都会想，它们当时在想什么，它们知道自己是被奴役了吗，会为自己的一生将如此度过而沮丧吗，或者它们会像斯巴达克斯的奴隶一样蓄势反抗吗？他们不知道这里才是它们的家，活在这里才有它们的尊严。它们俩路过我身边时还扭头看我，你说它们会不会是小两口吃完饭，到湖边来散步的啊。还看到了传说中转湖的喇嘛，一步步磕着长头向前。当我经过他的时候，他刚刚完成一套动作，站直身子看到了我，微笑着向我点头说“加油！”那一瞬间，我被这笑容融化了。这就是传说中磕长头的喇嘛们吗，和我想象中的他们完全的不同啊。在我原来的想象中这些磕着长头一步步艰难向前的人，应该都是些被生活折磨到麻木近乎于绝望的人，所以他们才会用这样一种在一些人看来有些愚蠢的方式来寄托自己那一点点仅存的希望，期盼着神灵能改变他们悲惨的后世与今生。可是那刚才的笑容，我分明感到那是他内心的幸福涌出后在其脸上的洋溢，而不是城市中见惯了的那种可以一秒钟呈现又可以一秒钟收回的东西，其实那根本不是笑仅仅是一种表情而已。还有那点头和加油的鼓励，他居然在鼓励我，反倒是我更像是在一条艰难路途上跋涉的苦行者，我们是吗？细想想，也许我真的是，我们真的是!喇嘛面带微笑继续他的下一个动作，跪下，匍匐，站起，我继续向前，泪水迎着高原的风划过我的脸。我是一个爱笑，但也很容易哭得人，我并不认为男人哭是一件丢人的事情，因为他的笑容和鼓励深深的感动了我，泪水自然的涌出，这样的笑容在以后的路上还有很多，同样的真挚和真诚，我能感受到他们的的确确都发自内心，而我的泪水也不止这一次流下。这水壶是不是不给力啊，应该P成个牛逼一点的水壶~~~~~~~~ 拍的时候他们没有拉手，我也木有办法啊~~~~~ 我计划骑到七点半不管骑到哪里都掉头，再用两个小时骑回去，可是刚过七点我就开始担心，因为天黑的越来越厉害了，貌似随时可能下雨一样，而我这一身装备，除了爹妈给的皮肤外没有一件是能够防雨的，一旦下起雨来，便会浑身湿透，再迎着风，天黑路滑，拉货的大车一辆接一辆的呼啸而过溅起水雾，想着是有点吓人啊。正在瞎想，一滴水珠掉在我的脸上，我大叫不好立马掉头。尼玛，我这一掉头骑才知道为什么我刚才骑的那么开心，原来一直在顺风骑，这一掉头变成逆风了，要了命了啊！没过多久，刚才一滴两滴的雨就变大了，虽然没有倾盆而下，但淅淅沥沥的也不小。很快我的衣服就基本湿透，刚才预想的一切都发生了，擦啊，为什么刚才就没想想捡到钱呢，天已经全黑，一辆辆大车呼啸而过，估计白天大车不放行，所以晚上一下子多了好多，有时为了躲避他们，不得不在旁边的泥路上骑行，本来就天黑，这里自然没有路灯，雨水又淋湿了眼镜，让我几乎看不到前面的路，一个人在这种环境下骑车是啥感觉，有空体验一把就知道了，不过这机会也是可遇不可求的。刚才骑车没感觉有这么长的路啊，现在怎么觉得路这么漫长呢，怎么还不到啊，why啊！估计骑到还剩三分之一路程的时候，手已经冷的没有什么感觉了，就像两根木棒搭在车把上一样，湖边吃的那几口饼子也早就消化完毕，身体估计已经在消耗脂肪了，雨水顺着脸和衣服哗哗地流，冷，但因为一直在运动，所以还不至于冻僵，只是担心感冒了没法进藏，如果真要是感冒了，那也是神的意志，没有办法了。我还算一个不会轻言放弃的人，可是当路边再次出现一片人家的时候，我的意志瞬间崩溃了，如果没有风我一定能骑回去。拐到这片房屋一看，貌似是一片高级一点的宾馆，一座座的小屋，不过都没有人，登记处也没有人，只有一些人在卸一辆货车，没空搭理我。算了，硬着头皮上老乡家吧，路边有一排卖蜂蜜的帐篷，实在受不了了，就这吧。朝着第一个帐篷走过去，当我支好车子，撩开门帘正要进的时候，有一男一女也正要往出走，看行头也是出来旅行的，男的正拉着男主人的手一顿感谢，看我进来，就跟我说他们也是北京来的，就住后面，然后又对大哥一顿夸，说大哥如何热情，招待如何周到，说了半天我都没插上话，然后就走了。主人大哥送走他们把我迎进来，帐篷里有一张大床，一个小电视，还有一些简单的家具，帐篷两壁挂着很多装蜂蜜的塑料桶，当然最吸引我的是地中间那个火炉了，那是温暖那是希望啊。我简单一说，再加上这落汤鸡的样子大哥就明白怎么回事了，赶紧递过毛巾和凳子让我坐在了火炉边上，哇哦，久违的温暖啊，太舒服了，人世间还有比烤火更幸福的事情吗？炉火的烘烤下手渐渐恢复了知觉，身上也不像刚才那么冷了，温有了自然就是饱了，本能驱使下也没有觉得不好意思，我问大哥有吃的吗，大哥很实在说只有刚才晚饭吃剩下的汤面，什么叫饥不择食啊，我估计大哥说什么我都会说行的，我说行啊，我吃。我怎麽能想到有一天会来青海湖边上要饭，吃人家剩下的汤面啊。大嫂端来一口小锅放在炉子上，说热一下，里面有他们吃剩的汤面。哎呀，多麻烦啊，还是边吃边热吧。当年朱元璋吃珍珠翡翠白玉汤估计也是这个感受。锅里汤多面少，大哥看我这架势估计我饿了不是一天两天了，于是又在锅里加了袋方便面，然后让我给牧民之家打个电话看能不能来接，要不行，就住隔壁帐篷，不过里面没有生炉子可能会冷。我实在是没有勇气再骑回风雨之中了，所以就给陶打了个电话，让他问一下能不能来接。一会陶回过电话来说可以接的。想着马上可以回去脱掉这身湿漉漉的衣服，盖着厚厚的被子，暖和和的睡觉了，多美啊。尼玛，逆天的一幕发生了，也许是因为太激动，在把锅里的面基本捞光的时候，我把锅打翻了，面汤撒了一身，从五岁以后就没有打翻过饭碗，这是肿么了，无语啊。大哥倒是很淡定，好像每一个来避雨的人都会把锅打翻撒一身面汤似的，从一个大桶里给我舀了盆水，说洗洗吧。尼玛啊，在一个风雨交加的夜晚我在青藏高原的一个小帐篷里要饭，还撒了自己一身面汤，现在居然在洗衣服，这是导演安排的吗？太假了吧。衣服洗完没地方挂，大哥摘下一个挂桶的铁丝钩子，把一根竹竿拧在了烟囱上，让我把衣服挂上去，我挂衣服的时候，想调整竹竿位置，结果又把衣服掉在了地上，再洗，再挂，乖乖的挂那不敢乱动了。这外衣一脱，里面剩下件秋衣，又有些冻的发抖，只能再次向大哥求援，有衣服吗大哥？大哥二话没说果断脱下自己身上的西装外套递了过来，温暖又回来了，把手往口袋里一伸，还有一个鼓鼓的钱包。和大哥闲聊一会，接我的车来了，我付了10块钱饭钱，大哥问我们几个人来玩的啊，我说四个，然后就塞给我四张他的名片，说下次过来再找他啊，我就和刚才那个哥们一样出门时对大哥千恩万谢，不过心想下次还不知道是什麽时候呢，这名片估计是用不上了。没想到这名片第二天还给大哥带来了一笔生意，这笔生意之后貌似还又有一笔，意想不到的事情太多了。回到旅舍，店里的伙计说被雨淋了无所谓，主要是晚上有狼，一道黑线从额头飘过。换上一身干衣服，感觉又回到了温暖的社会主义新中国。每个青年旅舍都有个酒吧或者活动大厅供人们聚会聊天。此时的大厅里聚满了人，在旅舍打工的两个当地回族小孩很high，又唱又跳的还拿出了哈达，后来拿出一瓶白酒说是自酿的青稞酒，敬大家，虽然我平时不怎么喝酒，但是看小兄弟这么热情，也就一口干了，再敬，再干！有个没有多少头发的家伙拿个D90，在看他相机里照片的时候，居然看到了我的大学母校，一聊居然还是校友，看同学这发型像是师兄啊，我这正要给师兄行礼，光头兄弟一报学院和年纪，敢情是师弟，还小着好几届呢，尼玛，用伟大的马克思主义哲学武装自己这麽多年，咋就还不能透过现象看本质呢，又被现象迷惑了。High完睡觉，蹭姐开始选的床位离工作人员们的床位不远，晚上看他们那么high又喝了酒，有点不放心啊，就和我旁边的陶换了床位，过来时跟我捎带说了句，杰哥我过来睡你旁边啊，让我心头难免一颤，一颤零点几毫秒而已。白天蹭姐很开朗大大咧咧的，这会显出南方人的精明了，把值钱东西塞在一个小包里，然后小包斜跨贴身而睡。洒家自然没有这闲工夫整理，相机钱身份证照旧在包里扔在床脚边的地上，盖上厚厚的被子乎乎大睡，期待着新一天的开始。感谢各位路过，帮顶和支持的小伙伴们~~~继续讲下面的故事~ 8．幸亏不是藏獒--6月3号（11月27日）有一颗年轻的心，永远不知道什么叫做累。五点半我就醒了，很高兴一切如常神采奕奕，没有发烧也没有感冒。看昨晚的架势，早上的天也不可能清空万里，估计看不到日出了，不过也不好说，不看看怎么知道呢，即便看不到，去看看这高原的黎明想来那也是极好的。其他几个人在我的鼓动下也都爬了起来，厅里晾着的昨晚淋湿的衣服还没有干，只能拿出我的重型装备羽绒服了，其实高原的清晨也没有想象的那么冷，下身就穿短裤，光脚穿个拖鞋准备出发了。看看其他人却都是全副武装跟要穿越北极一样，宗林一再劝我多穿些，别冻坏了，我想也是，万一一会身上的热气散尽说不定会冷啊，于是我跑回屋子，穿了双袜子跑了出来，大家看到我加的这件衣服后好像很无语，一道黑线从众人脸上飘过。出发，出了旅舍门口几十米的小路后，就是环湖公路了，公路那边是不大的草场和几户人家，然后就是青海湖了，我就在这人家的墙脚下支起了三脚架，等待着日出。他们和另外七八个家伙不知道要去哪，顺着公路一直朝前走，我叫了几声没叫住，就随他们去了。我们在湖的东边，所以太阳注定是从我们背后的山上升起，你走到湖边，你就是走到湖里看到的日出和我看到的也不会有两样。一个人蹲在墙脚下等待着日出。天依旧阴沉，拍拍过往车辆拉出的红线，拍拍蹲在路边等待日出的自己，40多分钟过去了，天已经大亮，日出看不到了，收摊，打道回府。回屋一看才六点多么，羽绒服一脱钻进被窝，还是这里面暖和啊，呵呵，再睡一会。过了一阵他们也都溜达回来了，见我居然躺在被窝里，又做无语状，也一个个钻进了被窝。八点多正式起床，洗漱完毕，大家在大厅里闲聊，计划今天的行程，我又蹭了基友们的大饼，他们的大饼吃不完啊！拿着衣服在炉子边边烤边聊天。简短洁说，今天各自行程如下，光头哥顶替了我的位置和蹭姐他们组队依旧四人，要搭车进藏。我有事要回西宁而且觉得青海湖还没有看够所以要多留一天在这里，和一个广东大哥，一个西安兄弟准备弄几辆摩托车来次远行。还有几个昨天夜里刚到的要去骑车。有一个昨晚到的穿着很漂亮很中国风的姑娘说是睡觉落枕了，只能男朋友陪着留守旅舍。蹭姐她们最先出发，大家道别说拉萨见。祝他们搭车顺利，不知道他们今天能搭车到什么地方。一会儿摩托车来了，不过打不着火，车主人眼看生意到手，车却在这个时候掉链子，着急啊，一个劲的摆弄着他的车，这可不行，万一我们骑到半路熄火不就玩完了，所以我们放弃摩托车改为上山。穿过旅舍这边的几间房子，就是山脚下大片的牧区，牧区都被铁丝网围着。我们顺着铁丝网向山上走，昨天站在湖边，只能看到湖泊雪山，而今天的风景中，除了雪山湖泊依旧外，又加入了大片的牧场，和草地上闲散的牛群骏马，自是另一番风光无限。广东大哥和西安兄弟都是生意人，也是在西宁的青旅刚认识的，广东大哥一看就是事业有成已经提前退休了那种，小兄弟看着也是生意兴隆，抽空出来转转的。刚刚出来半个多小时，还没走多远，就又开始下雨了，今儿这雨可不同于昨天，雨势很快就变大了，还夹杂着黄豆大小的冰雹，砸在脑袋上还挺疼，我们急忙回撤，当快到旅舍时已经是倾盆大雨了，尼玛，我刚烤干的衣服啊。这么大的雨，不知道蹭姐和那帮骑车的人怎么样了。旅舍里人不多。我又得烤衣服，无语啊！又边烤衣服边聊天。等雨变小，也差不多到午饭时间了，这俩生意人带我去了公路对面的一家饭馆，说他俩在这吃过几次很不错。进了小店，这俩人好像很老板很熟，菜已经准备好了，说是他们昨天就定好的。菜不多，就两盘，不过是两盘硬菜啊，一盘子牦牛肉，一盘子猪肉，还有一盘子金黄的大饼，肉不知道是怎么做的，反正都是切好一片一片的，还有咸咸的砖茶，哥活了二十几年真没吃过这么好吃的肉，香啊，就着香脆的大饼吃着更香，喝一口浓浓的茶水，哎呀，直接香死了。一直吃到如果再吃一口立马就会撑死的地步，太好吃了。好几天没有正经吃东西了，这下正经补充了能量。我们吃饭的时候，有几个货车司机也在吃饭，河南来的，也要进藏，要不是回西宁有事，我就上去搭车走了，可惜了，多好的机会啊。商量下午怎么活动，说租摩托不成干脆租个车转转呗，随即我想到了昨天卖蜂蜜的大哥，他有车啊，一辆小夏利，昨天的名片正好用上了，电话一打过去，买卖立马谈成，我们站在路边等着大哥开车过来。也是touch拍的，不清楚，但真的非常好吃~~ 一辆银白色的小夏利由远及近慢慢停在了我们的身边。卖蜂蜜的大哥先带我们上了趟山，盘山公路在山上冲着湖面的方向正好有个马蹄形的大拐弯，天气好的时候站在这里可以一直看到天边，不过今天天气阴沉，看不了多远，不知道在晴空万里的时候是不是可以看到湖的对岸，那该将会是怎样一幅壮观的景象啊。看天边朦胧不清，近处风景却还清晰可见，草场像毯子一样从山腰一直铺展到湖边，笔直的公路横穿而过，黑色的牛，白色的羊悠闲的低头吃草抬头张望，像一朵朵小花点缀在草场之上，我们下面的山坡上，有牧民正赶着一群羊缓缓走来，像一片在地上飘动的云，几只牧羊的狗围着羊群左右奔跑，所有的这一切组成一幅美好的图画，而我们就置身其中。蹭姐他们光顾着赶路，没有上山来看看，真有点可惜啊。下了山，蜂哥又载着我们上了湖边的一条小路，说前面有一个地方叫做小鸟岛，有很多鸟，不比景区的鸟岛差，花几块钱就可以进去，一般人我都不告诉他们。广东大哥和蜂哥商量想自己开车，反正这小路上也没有什么车所以蜂哥就同意了。这广东大哥其实也是个装13达人，坐在驾驶位上，不开车，先拿出手机来，放上许巍的歌，摇下车窗玻璃，才挂档前进，让“没有什麽能够阻挡我对自由的向往”挥洒了一路。路边宽阔的草场上出现一座不大的庙宇，蜂哥说前面就是小鸟岛了，陌生人开车不好进，所以就换回到驾驶位置上，果然一会儿有个小孩喇嘛挎个腰包在路边收钱，蜂哥和小孩用我们听不懂的话聊了几句，显然他们认识，我们每人交了5块钱就过去了。草场在这里像悬崖一样突然断裂，十来米垂直的崖壁下去是一大片沙滩和芦苇，然后就是湖面了，在离岸边不远处确实有个小岛其实就是个沙堆，上面是落了些鸟，不过不多，后来看了丫头在正宗鸟岛拍的照片，发现其实两者根本不是一个级别的东西。站在湖边的沙滩上，看着波浪拍打湖岸，如果不说，其实更像是站在北方某地的海边。在我们的车出去的时候，又有车进来，据说小孩喇嘛收了他们一百多块钱。在路过刚才庙宇的时候，有一列车队开过，十几辆车，看车牌是西宁来的，好像记着还有军牌车在里面。车队过后，路上就又没什么车了。我也忍不住和蜂哥商量能不能让我也开一把车，蜂哥果断同意了。在我们换位置的时候，广东大哥又展现了一把装13才能，带上墨镜，特意点着一根烟深吸一口吐出来，让我们把后面看不到尽头的路当背景赶紧抓拍。拍完一看效果不错，很男人的啊。我们就每人都复制这个造型来了几张，当然蜂哥没有参与。我平时不抽烟，他们说我拍的太假，装的不像。换我开车，坐在副驾的广东大哥好像不放心，不停的嘱咐我握紧方向，哎呀，哥们也是驾龄五六年的老司机了好不好啊。回到旅舍，结了车费，广东大哥说晚上他还有两个朋友要来，会在青海湖多带几天，想再租几天车，不差钱。四张名片换回这么大笔买卖，我真没想到，蜂哥不是一般人，很有商业头脑啊。一路上开车就小雨不断，回到旅舍后雨势变大了。那帮骑车的早就回来了，加上落枕mm两口子在那边玩桌游，不是三国杀，不知道是什么。我和义工mm还有老板闲聊。闲聊中得知有个义工mm居然是在美国读大学，是利用假期跑这来当义工的。最让我佩服的是她在美国学的专业是数学。太牛了。我混到个工科硕士，自然也学了半辈子数学，不过从高中往后我这数学学的就一直不咋的，然而我的工科背景又让我知道整个现代文明其实都是建立在数学之上的，所以我真心佩服那些数学学的好同学们，姑娘好好学，要学成了千万不要回国啊！六点来钟的时候，雨彻底停了。本来早上我就有上到有雪的地方亲手摸下那雪的冲动，可那两个哥们没打算上那么高，又加上下雨就只能放弃了。这会子没事，离天黑还早，我又冒出了上山的念头，在这里不光所有的感觉器官和心灵直接相通，连四肢也归心灵直接指挥了，说走就走。出门时碰到散了桌游的一兄弟，问你们打算上山吗？我看到哥们眼中闪过一丝兴奋，紧接着又闪过一丝不安，最后貌似用无奈的语气幽幽的说道，女朋友累了，所以不打算去了。哎，好吧，有多少斗志昂扬都毁在了妹子的手里啊，怎么就没人来毁我的呢。既然如此，哥就一个人去，沿着早上走过的路往山上溜达。牧区里自然有好多狗，在我这外行看起来都很像藏獒，不过据说现在即便是藏区也很少有纯种的藏獒了，这些狗只是有着藏獒血统的一些獒狗罢了。虽然不是藏獒，不过一个个看着也都很凶，看到有陌生人就往前冲，而且狂吠不止，拉动着身上的铁链子哗哗作响，好像随时都有可能挣脱冲过来一样，很是吓人。所以只要远远的看到有狗，我都是会绕开走的，尽量不去招惹它们。我是人在画中游，闲庭信步。过了早上到达的地方，继续向前。看到有大牦牛带着一群小牦牛遛弯，也看到有小马驹跟着老马吃草，没去过内蒙，不知道那里的马什么样，反正这里的马看着皮肤油光锃亮，很精神很漂亮。再往前走，被一道分割牧区的铁丝网拦住了去路，都说牧民的草场不要随便进去的好，正巧看到一大姐下山，就迎上前问我可以进去吗，大姐很干脆说可以。我就穿过铁丝网中间的大门继续前进，等经过了牧民们可爱的白色小帐篷后，才算正真到了山脚下。地势骤然变陡，没有了悠闲的牛羊马匹，地面的草皮也被碎石和一种不知名的低矮灰褐色灌木取代。不过地上还可以清晰的看到人畜走出来的路，路边偶尔还散落着食品的袋子，说明这地方还是常有人来的。接着往上走几百米，又一道铁丝网拦在了面前，这是一道纯路障，没有门，依着山势向两边延伸看不见尽头。走到这了，还有回去的道理吗？找了一个铁丝网比较稀疏的地方，用两手撑着铁丝钻了过去，这里应该算是山的中部了，地上的路已经模糊不清，路边偶尔出现的也不在是塑料袋，而是一块块的白骨，手机在这里信号彻底归了零，变成了手表。呵呵，要的就是这个感觉，这才有了点冒险的意思。离那远处的白色越来越近，地势也越来越陡，走着也越来越费劲了。离雪还有二三百米的时候，又有一道铁丝网拦在了面前。这道网编制的更密了，好容易才找一处能扒开空隙的地方钻了过去。这里算是山的上部了，在山下是想象不到山上是这个样子的，地上不用说路，就连下脚的地方也不好找了，整个都被一米多高个灰褐色灌木密密的覆盖着，不知道天暖和了这些植物是不是会变绿，反正现在都是光秃秃的只有细密的枝干互相交错缠绕着。灌木的下面也不再是草地和碎石了，是稀泥般的地面，而且随处散落着白骨，要是能发现个骷髅啥的就更好玩了，骷髅上最好还有五个洞。茂密的灌木和泥泞的路面，让我迈出每一步都很困难，只能用手扒开灌木一点点试探着向前挪动。越接近雪地上越泥泞，有些地方甚至可以看到流动的水，当真正走到雪边的时候，才发现其实这些也不是在山下时想象的那样是松软的白雪，而是一片冰雪渣，上面也落了满了灰土，挺脏的，就像冬天一场大雪过后，那种久晒不化的顽雪。这个高度只有这么一片，再往上四五百米就到山顶了，估计那里会有真正的雪吧。不过再往前路变得更陡，灌木也变得更密，不玩命几乎是没法上去的了，我也不打算挑战极限，找个地方用石头把相机架好，设好延时快门，拍照留念，证明自己来到了雪边。这是牛头，只有头~~~~ 高原守望者~~~~~~~([]

国产精华液2023—区二

许右轩

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水果派解说118期在线

陈俊燕

Northern Wilderness, Solo Traverse of the Great Chang TangMr YANG Liusong, a Chinese who just finished the first solo traverse over Chang Tang by cycling from west to east in recorded human history, shared his stunning Expedition with all of us through the forum 8264 https//bbs.8264.com/thread-512349-1-1.html . In order to share his legendary journey with those who cannot read Chinese, I translate his story to English here, which has been approved by Mr YANG Liusong. Hope you guys enjoy it.为了让杨同学的传奇能让全世界的驴友分享，俺决定把杨同学的帖子翻译成英文。为了避免麻烦，俺先来个免责声明：1。杨同学不认识俺，也没有授权俺，如果他说不要翻译了那俺就随时终止；2。俺没有商业目的，译版版权归杨同学，俺啥也不要，也不承担法律责任；3。没有杨同学授权，不敢擅自发在国外网站，发在原帖处，荣誉归8264；4。俺英语水平有限，欢迎指正，欢迎转贴。 Northern Wilderness, Solo Traverse of the Great Chang TangBy Yang LiusongIt has been three months since I traversed the unpopulated region in the Great Chang Tang. There are many like-minded asking me about it. I now present this thread to briefly tell everybody about my journey.The starting point of this traverse was from the highest peak of the western part of the Tibetan plateau, Jieshan Daban, and the day was April 20, 2010.I was heading eastward passing Bungdag Co, Yanghu Co, Rola Co, and Kangzhagri Mountain, which crossed over the desolate region from west to east. The journey continued northward to enter the unpopulated area of Altun Mountains, through Hoh Xil Mountains, Kunlun Mountains, Whale lake, ..., finally met some people by the Aqqikkol Hu and then arrived in Huatugou by vehicle three days later and that day was July 5. It had been 77 days in total. I had been all alone 74 days after leaving Jieshan Daban until arriving inAqqikkol Hu, which was about 1400km and about four months.[The Great Chang Tang] In Tibetan, "Chang Tang" means northern empty wilderness while narrowly, means unpopulated region in northern part of Tibet. However, it actually indiCATes all of the no man's land in northern. The great Chang Tang includes desolate places in Northern Tibet, Hoh Xil, Alun Mountains, and Kunlun Mountains, which are interconnected to form the unique and super empty wilderness in the world. Only because Hoh Xil is the most known name, most people just think this vast land is equivalent to Hoh Xil. In reality, Hoh Xil is only a small piece of the Great Chang Tang both administratively and geologically. The Great Chang Tang, the last land to chase your freedom and dream.The route that I traversed ForeplayI arrived in Tibet in the early March, a couple of troubles bothered me. The brand new plug got its positive and negative wrongly connected; the rivets of my rucksack eASIly got broken from now and again; and a multi-functional charger got damaged and so on. Riding my bike to Ngari for warming up of this journey, lost my rucksack but later got it back; lost my camera bag and got it back later again, and finally lost a big bicycle pannier in the street of Gyangze town under the eyes of police, including clothes, solar panel and so on.Without much choice, I returned to Lhasa to adjust all the stuff I would need in the wilderness. Then I begged some luck by going to Nyingchi to enjoy the blossoms of peach trees and to take a hot spring bath. I even had the privilege to enjoy time with ten girls in the hot spring. I felt my bad luck had all gone and then returned to Lhasa again to prepare going to Ngari. I did not expect that I was cheated on by some hustler and lost some money and delayed my schedule for a week. I had to find a car myself quickly to Nagri. However, I lost the tool for fast-parting my rear wheel on my way to Nagri, where was a remote area in Tibet and nowhere to buy the tool. Even if there was one in Lhasa it would take at least ten days for a special delivery service. I was lucky that my mate Duola asked a driver to bring the tool for me from Lhasa. I thought there should be no more nightmare like this but the nozzle of my brand new multi-fuel stove was broken. The next day I tried everywhere to weld them back together. The first three shops could not do the welding for copper. The fourth one said they could do it but could not guarantee a sUCCess. The engineer said it would be ten Chinese yuans if it was a success. I agreed. Just in seconds, my nozzle became crap in a flash of lightening. I was so upset. Again, Duola helped me by bringing her own MSR oil stove and Dingding's sleeping bag to Nagri. That was already April 16 and I did not have much time to waste. The following day I found a vehicle heading to Jieshan Daban.The sand storm over Yarlung Zangbo RiverA lonely peach tree blossoming in Yarlung Zangbo Grand CanyonNatural hot spring in wild, me singing and drinking (photo by a friend of mine) Day 1(April 20), 16km, Camping 5192mIt was a truck with a full load of iron wastes, arriving in Jieshan Daban at 6'o clock in the morning. It was still night and extremely cold and dark. Driver was not bothered to pop his head out of the driving cab. I climbed up on the top of the iron wastes, taking my bicycle down. In a hurry, I punched my old water bag. Fortunately I had another MSR water bag given by a friend of mine otherwise I would definitely fail without even starting my journey. For the first time for me to set up the brand new tent in strong, cold winds. It would be impossible to do so if the tent was not a whole piece. Extremely cold outside, about -15C, might be lower than that, I put my head into the sleeping bag but was nearly suffocated to death, honestly. The smell of Dingding's sleeping bag was, lol, so extraordinary. I woke up around 11 o'clock. There were still strong winds outside so that I had to use my bodyweight to keep the tent in place. At the time when I just started to cook and eat, four patrolling soldiers approached me. To their surprise someone, in this season, camped in Jieshan Daban. I was so nervous and afraid they were the people to block my journey because I was caught and deported from the desolate land last year. Luckily the four soldiers did not know my destination and were very kind to me. After they left, I immediately packed my stuff and pushed my bike into the depths of the unpopulated area just in case anything unexpected happened.The bike was very heavy due to the provisions and hard to control. There was even a quite small hill that I had to remove my bike panniers to get over it. This really struck me because this happened even the path was still the hardship one at the moment and I could not imagine what I would do once I entered the uncertain, endless wilderness. Until now I had not met anyone, even the nomadic pastoralists. I remembered there were quite a few of them roaming at the edge of the northern Tibetan plateau last year. All of these indicated it was not the good pasture season in such low temperature and strong winds. Around 16km there was a sheep cote, where I passed it last year, east of Lungmu Co. I was exhausted at this point so that I decided to camp in here and to rest my head. After arranging tent everything I went out to look for the wetland discovered by Duola and Liumeng last year. I was determined to find it.There were many hot springs in the wetland which were underground water with a constant temperature. The wetland therefore became an ideal habitat for some fishes and weeds under such harsh weather, which was the very unique land feature of terrain in this over 5200m highland.Perpetual snow in the valley blown to corn shape by strong windsThis wetland was discovered by Duola and Liumeng. The workers at a nearby mine did not know it and I too missed it last yearUnderground water with a constant temperature, an ideal habitat for some fishes and weeds under such icy weather 感谢大伙儿支持和加分，不一一回复了。特别感谢多啦，希望能有机会一起喝酒吃肉。 Day 2 (April 21), 0km, Camping5192mBlustering gale all night, up and down like ocean waves. The next day rather than continuing to travel, I stayed inside the sheep cote, hesitating and pondering over. Indeed, there were so many problems before this journey;I did not have sufficient physical preparation;the load had already reached its limitation; I still coughed a lot;the weather was so extreme and cold. All in all, I did not think this journey was well prepared and I did not have confidence in completing this journey mentally and physically. To do, or not to do, it was the question. Similarly I did not have confidence in my facilities, not knowing whether all of them would work functionally or not. The fact was one of the rivets got broken again and the front rack came loose. In the afternoon, I replaced all the rivets of the panniers with screws I had prepared before. This was an excellent job I had done which gave me no further troubles throughout my whole journey. I also re-adjusted the front rack. However I did not think it would definitely all right because I did not have a tool to do it. When the darkness descended,I made up my mind to continue my journey, which, of course, was not beyond any imagination. Orchid-like weedsSmall springs everywhere, clear and chillyA thin layer of ice covering the fresh spring water The sheep cote, it was the door under the sleeping bag, which was in the same place as last year, everything looked like yesterdayThe wetland at duskLungmu Co at dusk. You could hear the gigantic sound of wind if the picture had a sound Day 3 (April 22), 52.4km, Camping 5145mGot up in the morning, could not put everything into the bags. Without much choice I had to throw away three portions of tsampa, elbow pads, and crampons. Following the road of the lead-zinicmine I found the side path to enter the wilderness, which was on the riverbed and very hard to see. I missed this side path last year so that I had to take a short cut into the wilderness directly then. That was why I had taken extra care to find the side path. The following journey was to get over a big hill, which lay 5275m above sea level and was the highest point of my whole journey. Around 2 o'clock in the afternoon, I passed the side path leading to Orba Co and started a journey which was complete strange to me. I ate a piece of pilot breads, which was frozen like rocks so that I had to use my spade to crush it. At 6 o'clock in the evening, I had pushed plus rode my bicycle for about 32 km. I reckoned I should have been able to double this if I did no carry such heavy load. The wind became stronger and stronger. I opened the parasail kits and tested it. The result was far beyond what I expected. With the aid of the strong wind I was just like flying over the wilderness. After 8 o'clock in the evening, I started to observe the water Source and to get ready to camp. Map showed there were successive springs along the path and assembled to puddles. But I had overestimated the water source here in this land and in this season there were endless wilderness inside the valley, where I could not see a single drop of water. As it became darker and darker, I felt a little bit nervous which resulted in three spokes of the parasail broken and became a useless rubbish. Anyway, it helped me to move forward 20km more which benefited me a lot later on. When time approached 9.30 pm, it was almost completely dark. I had to lie my bike on the ground and went on to try to find water on the north side of the valley. This was a wide and flat sandy land, where I could not see any ditches there and further was complete darkness. I returned to get my GPS to look up the contours and found the south part of the valley was closer to a hill so I took the way. Finally I found a piece of ice in a ditch. I smashed about 20litre of ice. The ice was quite shallow scattered with sheep poo. On my way back, my eyes were hurt by strong winds, which got me a couple of days to recover. It was nearly 23 o'clock after I set up the tent. It also took about 40 mins to melt the ice. I was so tired and my appetite was completely spoiled. I then had a little bit of milk. I had never expected thing would go like this, it was so distressing. Streams along the path, ice everywhereThe river flew into Matou Hu, in whose north part there was a satellite lake, a wonderful ice-skating court It took 40mins to melt the ice in midnight Day 4 (April 23), 31km, Camping 5028mA cloudy day with gusts. From now and again, hails chased me from behind. Sunny spell. Heavy sandy land made me have to push my bike. At 3pm, I arrived at Luxing Hu, where there was a house made of clay. This was the last permanent building of my journey. Last year, Duola and Liumeng once lived in this house for three days without meeting anybody. It seemed it was the same but the truck parking in front of the house made me worry about. I went to the sheep cote first to check over, where there were only a few lambs following me everywhere I went later on. This made me feel warm in my heart. I observed farther places using my binoculars but could not see any people or sheeps. After making sure there were no people around I opened the locked door using a screwdriver. The living room was very clean. There were two boxes of beverages on the ground and a string of cured lamb legs hanging over in the interior room. A pot of water was on the top of the stove, lukewarm, which indicated the host must be not far away from his home. I filled up my water bag and left the house. I also put the screws back to the door in order not to leave any trace of my visiting. I then took a spanner from the toolbox of the truck, which gave me great help for the rest of the journey.I left the house as quickly as possible. After last year's experience, the nomadic pastoralists were the last people I wanted to meet. A few hundred meters away from the house, the vehicle traces were fading fast. Even downhill, I had to push rather than to ride because of the heavy loose sand. From the route point of view, only after Luxing Hu it was the real unpopulated land. After many days, I thought of the lamb legs from time to time. It was pity that I then had plenty of provisions and the bike was too heavy to carry anything more. Continue to melt the ice under the morning sunshine, all of the sheep poo had been removed carefullyCamping site, the little hill over there was the place where I got the ice last nightThe house by the Luxing Hu, empty, the last permanent building I saw throughout my journeyDay 5 (April 24), 19.8km, Camping 4951mSet off at 10.30 in the morning, the weather was similar to yesterday. Probably this road was the high plain or somewhere the wind passed so that it was so windy. The average wind speed was degree 6 but could reach degree 9 in the blick of an eye. The road was still full of sand and very heavy to walk on it. My eyes became worse under such harsh weather. About three o'clock in the afternoon, I saw something in my right, looked like antenna. I went closer to see what it was and found out it was an iron tower (the triangulation station). In 1970s, a joint team from Chinese three military regiments entered this area doing research. They have left a lot of triangulation stations and benchmarks, which I had the priviledge to see them today.At dusk, I approached to a spring by the Bungdag Co, which flew into the frozon lake. The sand and soil, brought by the strong wind, scattered on the surface of the ice all over the lake. There were so many cracks around the icey surface of the lake. I geussed it must be caused by the springs under the water rather than by melted ice. In the west of the Bungdag Co was the side path leading to Keriya Pass, where a SUV could reach directly. I had looked out any vehicle Tracks but failed. The cloudy sky started to snow. I set up the tent comfortably because I knew that I was safe having such a sweet spring beside me.Triangulation station erected by scientists from the joint research team on Chang Tang of three military regiments in 1971[size=+0]The gap between water and ice in Bungdag Co, I guessed there must be some springs under the lakeThe storm just above the ground, a chaotic darkness[size=+0]Icy Bungdag Co,one of the four biggest lakes in Northern Tibet, wild ducks flying over this vastness and lonenessSnowing at any time, should not happen so frequently like this in this seasonDay 6 (April 25), 4.3km, Camping 5002mWeathering landforms everywhere around this area. Spongy volcanic rocks could be found easily. I pushed my bike turning around a small hill, seeing a big river, the Yinshui He, flowing from Orba Co into Bungdag Co, which I had been to its upstream last year. It was also a passage for animal migration. The downstream of the river was extremely wide and broad. The thickess of the ice layer could reach one meter with the main stem in the middle course of the river, very deep. There were a few springs along the river, sweet and clear.I only went forward a little bit more than 4km but I had walked more than 20km for finding my way. It was not possible to cross the main stem, let alone the north bank of Bungdad Co. What I could only do was to try to find a shallow place to cross. But the southern area was a even larger piece of wetland and forced the road turn towards west. I spent a couple of hours but failed to find a good point to cross the river. In the afternoon, I decided to follow the edge of the wetland. When I reached the hill foot, the wetland finally disappeared. Around this area, there were clearly volcanic feature of terrain and I even found traces of pasturing and cairns made from volcanic rock.Here was the last pasturing trace I found throughout my journey, I guessed it was a summer pasture area. After this, there was no clear sign of human activities in this vast wilderness. I had been looking for my ways until it was dark. I made up my mind where to go TOMOrrow. The terrain here looked like Yardang landforms, as well as volcanic landforms The Yinshui He river from Orba CoSprings scattered all over the river bank, painted green by lovely algaeThe river was very deep. The mixture of green and amber colour showed the sand and mud carried by the melted iceThick layer of ice, sunken surface caused by strong gustsThe south course of the Yinshui He, countless small streams. To the right was the wetlandLooking for ways in the east, a trace of pasturing and the cairn made from spongy volcanic rocksMy camp, opposite to the hillDay 7 (April 26), 11km, Camping 5009mI moved forward to the direction I found yesterday, turning around the wetland and walking toward east. At 2pm, I was blocked by the zigzag Yinshui He again and I had no choice but to cross it. The river was about 700m wide, covered by ice which appeared very different. The hanging ice, the folding ice, the piling-up ice, the icy puddle, and the sleet were everywhere along the river bank. Having noticed all of these, I reckoned the river would be receding at dusk, which was why there were so many different shapes and forms of ice. I put my slipper on, going into the main stream of the river. I found there were at least three different courses of the river, the thickness of the surface ice varied and the river water reached above my knees. I sighed there would be no way back once I crossed this river. There are many ways in one's life too, you can only take it once and you will no long have the courage to repeat it.I pushed the bike crossing the river. Some of the ice was a bit soft, jamming the tyres so that I had to use my feet to break them first. Some of the ice was a bit thick but with half-melted underneath, sticking the the bike completely, some of the ice was half-water half-ice with a sandy riverbed, which was really hard to pass. I had to remove all of the panniers at the last stage of the crossing. I spent the whole four hours to cross the river, my legs got many bloody cuts. At 6pm, the surface ice was almost disappeared completely, the river level rapidly rising to a chaotic status. I thought if I hesitated a little bit at that time, I could not have the courage to cross this river under such circumstances. The river bank was unimaginably sandy and was quite steep. I had to unloaded the panniers again to reach the top of the bank. By the time of sunset, the weather became exceptionally good. The sunlight from the descending sun, the blue sky, the faint moon, .... I liked such a colorful and peaceful Chang Tang and very much enjoyed my camp and myself bathed in such beautiful colour.The ice like this was very thin and suspended, far away from the main stemHard surface with half-melted underneath, the soft sand at the botton was most scaryThe ice like this could easily jam the wheels, hard to get it outI had to unload the panniersChaotic water and terrible hails turned up in no timeThe Chang Tang at the moment liked it used to be,a mixture of cold and warm tones under the golden setting sun Day 8 (April 27), 14.6km, Camping 5112mLast night, I forgot to bring in the odometer, which was out of order due to the coldness in midnight. Since then I used GPS to check the mileage. The digital thermometer was no longer working. I had to use mercury thermometer to collect data. Night temperatures were basically between –15℃—–20℃ while the temperature inside my tent was about –10℃. The advantage of the integrated tent was that it limited the ventilation so to keep warm inside. However, it got clearly disadvantage of heavy condensation and dew. Every morning, there was plenty of frost inside the tent so that I had to put my hood on First Before fully getting dressed. The winds in Chang Tang finally became consistent with the pattern I had researched the other day no or very tiny wind in the morning, strong wind started after 2pm, and then at around 8pm its strength was reduced again. The accuracy of this prediction was about 80%.The road was very bad today. I walked whole afternoon in an ancient riverbed and it was so difficult that I had to use all of my strengths to move a small step forward and then to stop to breath, slower than a snail. After five hours' struggling, my eyes got wet when I saw the grassy river bank. Finally! The nightmare was over.Cold and clear morningHeavy morning condensation in the interior, a lot of frost to clearSuch dawning sunlight indicated a cloudy day ahead Day 9 (April 28), 18km, 5072mIn the morning I entered a range of sandy roads which were so terrible. The solar panel specially designed for GPS got short circuited. After checking it was found to be the diode got damaged. Luckily I got a replacement. Because the GPS was exclusively supplied by a solar panel so that it was no longer a problem for the power supplement of GPS. In a period of 70 days, I did replace the battery once, which saved me a lot of alkaline batteries. I did have another solar panel of 5.4 W which was used specifically for 7.5V Camera, DV and other digital facilities. Unlike water, I had never been short of power.At 7pm in the evening, I arrived at Pur Co. The surface of this lake was very odd the ice by the river bank rose and the river bank was broken, I reckoned that was due to the strong winds. The ice there was mingled with something yellow, could be the stain of alkali. There were many wild yaks on the other side of the lake. There could be two brown bears but I could not be for certain. On the east side of the lake, there was a peninsula leading to the centre of the lake. I camped just opposite to the peninsula. At night , I smashed the ice to get drinking water, which tasted alkali. For the first time I cooked the cereals, which was brought completely by accident. This was just because I found there was a little bit of extra space when I was in Nagri packing the stuff for this journey so that I bought two packs of cereals. It tasted disgusting, probably there was too much alkali in the water. I threw away half of it. Later I realised that probably I subconsciously felt that the provisions was so heavy. I would rather make it lighter at any cost.Dry all my stuff in the morning sun, a routine matterA faint dusk in Pur CoThe river bank pushed up by ice and opened like zipper by gustsThe pushed up surface of the iceThe place where I got my drinking water, a thin layer of ice behind the ablation corns The moment just before sun set, glittering Pur Co, nothing was the same差点儿没找到俺自己的帖子，原来变色了。多谢各位鼓励。 Day 10 (April 29), 16km, Camping 5141mIn the morning, I walked around the north bank of the Pur Co， where it were continuous ups and downs sprinkled with light yellow sprouts across the sparse grassland. The wild yaks clustered into small groups. All of a sudden, there was a group of five of them running towards me, blowing a huge cloud of dust with the power of thunderbolts,I believed that anyone who did not know the characters of the wild yaks must be frightened to death under such circumstances. The fact was the wild yaks in groups never injured people. Rushing to you just to show you its territory. When they approached people at certain distance, they would turn sharply and run away, and then stopped somewhere high to stare at you. You can not imagine that the wild yaks were very cautious animals compared with its almost one ton of weight. Their first reaction, when meeting people, was to raise their tails, the front hooves rubbing against the ground, the horns pointing forward, the eyes redden, and the long body hair shaking, all of which showed their determination to fight.This was the warning sign that you should retreat. However, you should realise that this was only a gesture that they were afraid of you and wanted to scare you away. The thing was that if you were not afraid of them and moved forward, they would run away in no time. There were only some mad yaks attacking people, which was really rare to happen. In Chang Tang, an experienced driver know that it is very dangerous to pass directly from two or three lonely wild yaks. They always tried to avoid confronting them directly. If this was not possible, they would lit a cigarette, smoking, to wait until the yaks walked away themselves. This was because the wild yaks really could attack vehicles, which was not completely rumors. I once asked them why I had not been attacked. They told me that because my bike was so small they would not be bothered to attack it. My own experience was that approaching a wild yak very slowly, do not look into its eyes, and ignored what it was doing. As long as it moved forward a little bit, just stop and give the yaks a little bit of time to think. Because if you forced the yak, it could be themost dangerous animal in the world and nothing could stop them killing. Even a gunshot could not kill it but only left a small hole in its skin. In the past, the nomads living near this land would use yaks' skin as chopping board which was very much endurable. At noon, I lost my balacLAVA, which was brand new and I had never used it once. I could not be bothered to go back tofind it. This resulted in that I had to have my fleece hat day and night in the rest of my journey, which did not provide fully protection from the sun in the plateau. But somehow I was all right, perhaps because my skin is similar to those of yaks, lol. At around half past one, I found a deserted Jeep, upside down. I felt it could be there for years and it could be the vehicle of someillegal HUNTERs. Nowadays, we have wildlife conservation reserves in Chang Tang and the animals here are well protected. However, some people kills the wild yaks to sell them as the domestic yak's meat. In general, it is worth 10,000 Chinese yuans for a single wild yak. Therefore many people take the risk to make money. They often enter the unpopulated areas to hunt and their activities can reach 200 km in diameter. This is why the wild yaks in the deep wilderness are less afraid of people than thoseat the boundaries of the Chang Tang region.There once happened that a wild yak mother revenged its baby's murder in the Altun mountains. Its horns pierced the killer's chest and held his body over its head for more than ten days, which was very touching.Around 3pm, I walked out of the Pur basin. The next point was Hong Shan Daban and then it was the Yueya Hu by the Toze Gangri. At this time I found a vehicle track from south to north. I checked over but could not find the way where they had gone. I took my map, GPS, and compass, climbing up a small hill to estimate the location of Hong Shan Daban. The mountain was very round and it was hard to find the mountain pass. After determining the location of the Daban, I moved straightforward. When I passed a messy grassland, I saw something that I was reluctant to see more than hundreds of wild yaks' head scattered all over, which was definitely the scene of the illegal hunting. After that it was a very long ancient river bed with soft sand slowly rising until the foot of the mountain.There are some spines on the surface of the tongues of wild yaks, which are used by nomads in this area as combs. They use them from their teens to the time when their hair becomes silver.The deserted Jeep, could be left by illegal hunters years agoThe slaughtered wild yaks with the wheel size heads. Some of the skulls were chopped into half. Why was that? Could be taken away for making combs?My camp at the foot of the Daban underthe lingering golden rays of the setting sun. Tomorrow's weather must be wonderful, I reckoned Day 11(April 30)， 20.4km, Camping 5120mThe surface of the road leading to Hong Shan Daban was very hard, most of them were small rocks, sort of gravels, plus a quite long downhill slope, I pushed my bike more than 20km for the first time after Luxing Hu. The mountain pass was quite flat, just like a broad ridge, it was 5256m above the sea level. Upon arriving at the pass, Toze Gangri of 6356m was in my sight clearly, very much round and there was no back bone like normal snow covered mountains. Most of the snow mountains in Chang Tang looked like this probably it was due to the geological movements. There were quite a few chirus or Tibetan antelopes in the valley but I was not interested in this kind of animals anymore after I witnessed a large scale of migration of such animals last year elsewhere.The herbivorous animals here are very quick to reach its original size of the population, such as wild yaks, chirus, Tibetan gazelle, pika, and marmot. When you go into the depths of the Chang Tang, you could hardly be surpised by the sudden appearance of the chirus because they are so common in here. At this time of year, the chirus have already male-female parted. You could see many pregnant female chirus but hardly see any males. According to recent research, Zonag Co is not the only lake for breeding. There are at least four of them in the whole Chang Tang. Zonag Co, Tuzi Hu, Heishi Beihu, and another lake I can not remember. I think there must be more than four of them and most of the populations do not migrant long way like most people used to think. They generally migrant from south to north between Central Mountains and Kunlun Mountains.The chirus looks very timid but are very curious about outside world. They are not really afraid of people, particularly in the depth of the Chang Tang. The nearest distance we can approach is about 30m. They just stare at you calmly and think who you are and why you move so slow. They would run in front of you. Look like they are afraid of you but the fact is they are playing with you. A man's own character shapes his fortune. This is of course suit for animals too. The chirus are the typical one. They have a super speed and a pair of sharp antlers. If they are crazy, three of them work together could easily kill a wolf. But as you might have known, their antlers are just for fighting to mate with females.Down the Daban there was a very steep and straight road, I tried to ride the bicycle but ended up with falling over. The front rack came loose and one of the pannier flew into valley. The foot of the mountain was the Yueya Hu covered by ice, which was alake full of heavy metal elements. Along the lake bank there were many stark rocks very much weathered, lining up just like castles or houses. This made me stop to investigate what they were from time to time, I did understand they were just rocks though but they were so real like the figures of real people. On of them even made me hide in a ditch, observing them again and again using my binoculars. There were also many black volcanic rocks. All in all, the features of this area were really unusual.Passed over the Yueya Hu, it was an endless ancient lake bed. What my GPS showed was this area was a big lake like tentacles. I looked around, it was endless wilderness without a piece of ice and a drop of water. Roughly, I estimated this lake bed was about 1200 square meters. I had to tell you that Chang Tang was a place where there was no high-resolution map. The marks in the map often were some kind of memory. Just like this ancient lake bed under my feet, may be it was full of water a few years ago. Who knows. Pushing the bike in such an endless lake bed was very easy to get lost. My mind was in a chaotic status too.The migration of the animals, photo taken last year The road rising up to the Daban, full of gravels, very hard, ideal for pushing your bikeThe Yueya Hu gazed at by the round and smooth Toze Gangri. At a glimpse, could you tell which was mountain, which was cloud?Ancient lake bed. The white stains were the alkali, look like ice. About wildlife (part 1)Declaration Personal experience for reference onlyDangerous wild animals and their threats to human beings are a ever-LASTING subject for those backpackers travelling in the wild.In Chang Tang, for example, there are two kinds of deadly animals, one is wolves and the other is brawn bears. As substitutes, wild yaks and crows might be dangerous to you in some circumstances that I will come back to this a little bit later on. As for how to protect yourself against these dangerous animals, I think the primary point is you do not try to hurt them because the emotions of human and animals are same instinctively. [Wolves]Throughout my journey, I met wolves a total of seven times, in which I confronted them five times. As you might have known that wolves have become more and more solitary animals, it is very rare they live in a large group nowadays. Please allow me off the point a little bit and talk about the ecological problems in Chang Tang. The problem is now not the decrease of the number of the chirus but the imbalance of the whole food chain, more specifically, the number of the animals on the higher trophic levels of the food chain has not yet reached its ideal level which results in this kind of imbalance. Particularly, the pikas and the marmots who have lost their predators rapidly expanse which results in the desertification of Chang Tang. As early as the middle of last century, wolves were the dominant predators in the vast wilderness. They became a threat not only to other preys but also nomads pasturing in this land. Therefore, the then government called on people to cull back the population of the wolves in Chang Tang, which resulted in the current situation directly. The last official record about wolves attacking humans was around 1970s, which happened in Bamaoqiongzong. A team of secientists was surrounded by a group of wolves and they had to shoot them using guns. Of course, at present in Chang Tang, wolves are absolutely lonely.In this traverse, the first time I encountered a pair of wolves, one of them staying in front of me pretending to attack me while the other staying behind me. This is the standard attacking strategy of wolves. First, you should not be nervous which can be easily detected by the predators. Second, you should not retreat even an inch because this means you are the prey rather than the predator. Do not make any large movement, of course you could take a picture if you feel safe to do so. You must look into its eyes for a few minutes or even half an hour. When the wolves can not work out who you are and consider you are not posing any danger to them, then they will leave. You should remember that wolves in this land do not lack of food and it is much easy for them to catch a pika than a human. Even if being hungry, they would evaluate how easy to get you done, What you need to do is to show them that you are not interested in them and you are not afraid of them at all, let alone to show your ID card to them. As for the wolves family, really, I have not heard for ages. If you really have an encounter with them and they have no other choice, then it definitely depends on your forture. In fact, for so many year, it has been very rare to happen that wolves kill human. But the rumours are still there, in particular, the road connecting Xinjiang and Tibet.The nearest encounter with a wolf throughout my journey, no conflict at all[Brown Bears]Brown bears are real dangerous animals to human. Every year there are some accidents happened in some regions of Xinjiang on the north side of Kunkun Mountains and steppes in Northern Tibet. More than that the bears could attack your house, smash your windows, and eat your sheep. Therefore, in Northern Tibet some local councils give subsidies to the pastorarists for compensating the losses due to the bears because they are not allow to fight back and kill the bears except their lives are in great danger. Once there was a nomad taught me a method to protect yourself from bears. He told me to pick up a stick to feed the bear and the bear thinks the stick is your hand which tastes disgusting. So the bear would leave. It was so funny but the reality is to find a stick in this vast wilderness is just like you win the lottery.Bears are omonivorous animal who are generally not interested in human flesh. You can find that in most of accidents, the bears did not eat any of the human flesh rather they just smashed them for kind of fun that we could not understand. For the reason why bears kill human, one explanation is the conflict between human and wildlife in this extreme ecological environment. The nomads invade the habitats of the bears, which results in these conflicts. On the other hand, it might be because bears have quite high IQ so that they think it is much easy to kill a sheep in the cote rather than to kill a pika in the wild.I have met bears five times in my traverse, in two cases we were very close to each other. I had even walked with one of them for quite a while, just like we had a date for a walk. The fact is it is not that terrible like you might imagine. The same rules for dealing with wolves apply to bears. Never provoke dangerous animals. A bear can run at a speed of 40km/h, do you think you can compete this in a highland 5,000m above sea level?However, there is a situation where it is really dangerous, that is the encounter. It is not easy to control your instinctive reaction to the external dangers. Last year once I turned around a hill, there was a bear just in front of me. The bear of course was frightened by me with its front legs holding up, waving in the air and roaring. At that time I sat on the ground, ignoring it. The bear then left in a few minutes. Chang Tang is a vast land so that this is not that easy to happen. But if it does happen, really only God can bless you.The nearest encounter with a bear throughout my journey. This bear disappeared in a herd of wild yaks, which I had tried hard to spot, really weird About wildlife (part 2)Declaration personal experience for reference only.[Wild Yaks]I have talked about quite a few, like in the post of Day10. I will no longer talk about it.This was the funniest encounter with a solitary wild yak, who did not warn me. If I sat down, it sat down too. If I moved forward, it stopped. Could not imagine what it was thinking about.[Crows]Crows are dangerous only when you fall unconscious in the wilderness. Of course they will be the first to taste your flesh in that case. Unlike their cousinsliving in urban areas, the crows in Chang Tang have a larger body like eagles. When they fly over your head, you could feel like it is a piece of cloud. They are scavengers but like fresh meat too. It once happened that a baby was killed by crows relentlessly, let alone the lambs got killed by them. Once a nomad asked me for fireworks to scare the crows away. (They are sacred birds not to be killed by human)It is easy to defend yourself against crows, that is to keep fighting, never fall in the wilderness.A short break attracted the crows. Of course, they were miscalculating this time, photo taken last year[Strategies Adopted]At the time when I met the four soldiers in Jieshan Daban, they said there were many dangerous animals in the Northern Tibet and asked me if I had brought a shotgun. I think if they knew that I would enter Chang Tang they would definitely check if I really have a shotgun. The so-called defence facilities I brought with me were the fireworks and pepper spray. I had never used them. The fireworks were ruined and thrown away when I crossed a river and I had never opened the pepper spray. I even had never thought about this when camping in the night. The reason was I did not feel the needs. During the day time whenever I met any animals I had never touched the knife I had brought. I did not have anything to defend myself when I walked out to investigate the route. The Chang Tang is really a vast area so as to be very easy to detect anything strange.By the way, you'd better to avoid mating season's animals because even tamed rabbits could be aggressive in mating season.The thing is even if you have a gun, it is not very much helpful when bears attack you. Therefore, your attitude is most important.I can tell you something. Dogs are more dangerous than these wild animals. I had been chased by Tibetan dogs, pounced on by dogs in mating season, also besieged by a group of dogs. I really feel it is more useful to know how to defend a dog.Declaration again The above experience is from Chang Tang only. Of course, the more you prepared, the better. Day 12 (May 1), 23.8km, Camping 5117mToday was May 1 -- the Labour Day, I had been walking in some lake area marked in the map but clearly dried up. The lake basin was flat and hard so that I even pushed my bike more than 20km. Let it be the special treat for my May Day. After midday it became cloudy with growing winds. Since the Yueya Hu that I passed yesterday, there were no big lakes until Yanghu Co (My route would be between Jianshui Hu and Bairab Co), there was even no light alkaline water to drink so I had to pay extra attention not to miss any possible drinking water supply to fill up my water bag. There were a few very small lakes but all were alkaline puddles which was very shallow, whose depth was no more than the length of a half-finger. These puddles were covered with a hard shell of the mixture of salt and ice which smelled stinking and decaying when getting closer, must be toxic water I supposed. On the shore of this type of small lakes it was muddy soil and very hard to get closer.There was no sign of tundra at all.It was almost half past six when I found some snow corns in a ditch, which was the only drinking water supply of the day. There was a thin layer of melted ice on the surface of the ground near the snow corn, which was very hard to collect and was contaminated by the alkali. The snow corn was the yet melted thick snow, which was shaped like a corn by wind. The snow was quite hard and dry,porous like ice. I crushed a few snow corns, putting them into the water bag.They would be my drinking water tonight. These snow corns were the only one in today's wilderness, I reckoned the reason why they were not melted like others was the soil underneath contained large amount of ice blocks which acted as a freezer.Very strong gale in the night, it was hard to bear the sound of the vibration of the tent. Small single tent was good in the sense that it would not be blown away as long as you stayed inside. But you had to be very careful to set up the tent. I once did not pay much attention when doing so, the tent was blown away by winds, and rolling over like a Giant lantern ... I ran after it, got it back, and was exhausted. In general, it is not possible to fix the tent completely using tent pegs because they were not very much effective like large tents. It was snowing around 23 o'clock, the winds were howling from north,then the falling snow flakes landed on my tent quietly, I finally felt at peace and fell asleep. The flat ancient lake basin, assisting me walking more than 20kmSmall lake en route, toxic waterSnow corns, the only drinking water supply today Day 13 (May 2), 0km, Camping 5117mWaking up in the morning and opening the tent, the heavy snow outside must be sent by the God to force me have a break for the May Day. After lying in for a while, getting up and walking on the snowy ground out I went to have a look around. As first sight there were a herd of chirus. They were plainly to be spotted because they looked like a clear black straight line in the while snow. I returned to get my camera and then followed them to take some pictures. But they were very much alert and kept a quite long distance from me. I felt they were a group of pregnant females, instinctively protecting themselves from any potential harm. I was no longer short of water, the snow gave me a precious supply of drinking water. The problem was that they were very petrol consuming. I tool 8.6 litre of petrol and the oil stove was Duola's MSR. The pot was of 1.5 litre, mainly for boiling water. After several days' experiments, I found that the liquid water needed 16mins and 14-15mins to boil in the morning and evening, respectively. For ice, it would take 35-40mins while for snow it took 45-50mins. Melting snow was a very time and petrol consuming process so if I had a choice between snow and light alkaline water, most of time I would go with the latter. Lying inside the tent, listening to musics,I smoked a cigarette while gazing at the more and more chirus around me. Because it was very cold I had been wearing my shoes all the time. Now I just put my bare feet under the warm sun for some fresh air. I found three cuts in my hands and one in my sole. The cuts were about 4cm in length, looked terrible but it was actually all right really. Half of my toes were injured by to much walking, quite painful. I fetched my medicine bag and found I only got four patches of plasters, a serious mistake. One of the cuts in my hand had never been cured until I was out of this desolate land so as to feel like this finger would drop from my hand at any time. The others quickly recovered in a few days then new cuts appeared elsewhere. This process occurred periodically. I felt that it was somewhat related to the cold, dry weather and the lack of vitamins. The snow rapidly disappeared, which is unique phenomenon in Chang Tang. Because of the low air humidity and the high radiation from the sun, the snow was evaporating very fast, much quicker than the melting speed. Owing to this, the ground was generally still dry after the snow disappeared. In most cases, it would be only 2/5 left in the afternoon around 2 to 3 o'clock and small patches of ground could be seen. It would be completely all right for walking the next day. On the third day there could be some snow left in somewhere the sunlight hard to reach. So generally it could give you three days of water supply after a heavy snow like this. One of the pannier was broken, the most expensive one from deuter series, supposed to be waterproof. I will come back to it at some point later. Everything was covered by snow, no way out Lying in the middle of Chang Tang, listening to Tian Zhen's songs, and smoking Baisha cigarettes, what else can you ask for? The pregnant female chirus in migration, probably heading to Heishi Beihu to give birth([]

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