Let’s go to Lugu Lake to enjoy the breeze (Part 2)

After the bonfire party, sleep with enthusiasm.

Early the next morning, a carload of people was pulled into a primitive Mosuo village. After being fooled, most of the people bought silverware. Fortunately, they were short of money.

Half-circle around the lake and enter Ninglang County in Yunnan. The architectural style of the Bay has a strong national color, which is probably related to the gods they believe in. The shop plaques throughout the bay are a combination of national characters and Chinese characters. The wooden attic is topped with a colorful roof, with small tips at each corner, and lights and decorations are hung on the eaves.

Following the tour guide, we walked into a stone barbecue restaurant, where dozens of people crowded at a table to grab meat. Separated by the crowd, we sat in opposite corners and had an unpleasant meal.

Escape early with new friends and enjoy the inlet.

A beautiful wooden boat is moored quietly at the pier, and a dead tree stands on the shore listening to the water. The scorching sun at noon makes me feel hot all over, so I take a lot of photos with my camera, but the best scenery is captured by accident.

The famous Sky Realm originated from this, and a large mirror and a mobile phone can produce the film. The clear blue sky and lake water complement each other, making it easy to control any angle and any shooting technique.

After lunch, I set off for Xichang. My mind was clearer than when I arrived. I also felt a little dizzy and nauseated after passing the highest altitude.

Passing through Yanyuan County, which is rich in apples, the bus stopped in front of a house. The outbuildings were full of candied apples, as well as local specialties. Pick a few small apples and a bag of dried apples and think of it as helping farmers. But the aunties were loading boxes one by one into the car like transporting goods, and couldn't help laughing.

After a bumpy ride, I woke up at a quarter past six. The afterglow of the setting sun remained outside the car window, and the night gradually enveloped me. I was about to enter the city.

After the tour guide solicited everyone's opinions, they headed to the Xichang Self-service Brazier Barbecue Restaurant, and the driver also got out of the car to have a good time with everyone.

The ingredients were not very fresh, but I couldn't eat them very well. I didn't have anything in common with the ladies in the group, so I just turned into a barbecue chef. Listening to other people's conversations is like experiencing all kinds of things in the world firsthand. It was also a pity on this trip that I didn’t taste the authentic Xichang brazier barbecue.

We were so stuffed that we ate along the streets, and it turned out that you have to appreciate a city’s heritage in the streets, especially after dark. There is a barbecue restaurant just a few steps down the street in Xichang, just like the hotpot in Chengdu.

The accommodation conditions in Pingyuan are much more comfortable, with air-conditioning and drying available, but the simple breakfast is not that interesting.

Today is the last day of the journey. The itinerary is Lushan and Qionghai in the morning and return after lunch.

Most people went straight to Qionghai. Not wanting to miss the scenery, we stayed away from the crowd and went up to Lushan Mountain.

It is the off-season, so tourists come and go, and the number of sightseeing buses going up the mountain has also been reduced. When you reach the top of the mountain, you overlook Qionghai. You have a wide field of vision, and the buildings in the distance come into your eyes. Thick clouds blocked the sunlight, making it feel like twilight when looking to the east.

The houses built next to the lake outline the lines of Qionghai Lake, and the afterglow that shines through the clouds scatters the Tyndall effect beam in the fog. The mist shrouded the sky, and Qiong Hai still slept quietly, refusing to wake up.

There is a temple standing on the top of the mountain. Out of reverence for the Buddha, the equipment was put away. I never thought that there would be free-range monkeys here, stealing food from tourists and jumping to the roof to enjoy it alone. We were far away, but fortunately we had nothing to eat.

Time was tight and we trotted down the mountain in a hurry. The three of us were like primary school students running wildly on the forest path. We had not experienced the thrill of being unable to stop the car for a long time.

When we got down to the foot of the mountain, many vendors were shouting and selling red grapes on the roadside. Bingbing bought a bunch along the way, thinking that she had succeeded in bargaining, but when she gathered together, she discovered that she had been ripped off.

The best area to view Qionghai is the arc-shaped square. When we rushed here, it was already crowded with tourists. The lake water was blown up the steps by the breeze, and the layers were slightly swelled with waves. The sunlight gradually squeezed out from the gap, and "the armor's light opened towards the sun's golden scales."

The moon goddess extending to the center of the lake casts a sense of history under the backlight, like the dust of the Republic of China and the fashion of Paris.

Looking level with the lake makes you feel less condescending. Looking at the other side from a distance, it feels like a world away. On the right side, the sky seems to be shrouded in dark clouds, and night has fallen, while on the left side, there is blue sky and white clouds, and the sky is clear. The two scenes merged to create a harmonious picture, with gray clouds reflected on the light blue background. A layer of mask was applied, and the artist's hand added a few extremely fine strokes of light.

The lake surface sank, quietly, silently.

There was a commotion, and a kayak team was training in the distance. The athletes' hands gripped the sliding pole and slid back rhythmically. They leaned forward, stabilized their limbs with their legs, and stretched the distance between the kayaks.

Each passionate soul awakened the sleeping Qionghai. The lake was no longer calm, and it was also silently encouraging these athletes.

Bypassing the kayaking team, I walked along the lakeside walking path. I didn’t want to turn back and got into the garden of a hotel to prepare my way out. But I never thought that I lost my way.

After running all the way, I finally arrived at the meeting time and got on the bus with the group members who had finished shopping. Lunch was in a garden shed, and the midday light began to swelter through the film.

Set off to return, the journey comes to an end.

It's really late again

Good night

Looking forward to next trip