travel starts with photography

Chapter 87 Self-driving Ali Zhongbei Line 6
The Tibetan wild donkeys were discovered by accident, and Chen Xing, who was dozing off, first spotted them.

"Hey, look, is that a wild donkey?"

Several small creatures looked up at Chen Xing and his car, watching them from far to near.

They should be creatures that live in groups, but a group is not very big, there are only seven heads in total, some of them are old and young, and they look like ponies.

"That's them!"

She has also studied this, thinking about the knowledge she found on the Internet encyclopedia and said: "It looks like a mule and a horse, and its body is much larger than the average donkey. It is a Tibetan wild donkey, which is similar to what I saw on the Internet."

So, the people in the car and the wild donkeys looked at each other until the car passed by.

Chen Xing said: "It's really bigger than the average donkey. Someone told me before that I would meet a lot of wild donkeys on the road to Ali. I didn't expect to meet them so soon. The locals call them wild horses. They are very vivid. "

When they were happily discussing the issue of wild animals in Tibet, Yu Jie suddenly said: "Maybe Selin made a mistake!"

Everyone raised their eyes and saw something dark blue in the distance from the front of the car.

"Seems to be!"

As it got closer, the blue became bigger and bigger.

Just looking at the area of ​​the lake, everyone was sure that it was Selincuo. They didn't know how far it was from the lake. They only knew that the road was always going forward, and it was getting closer and closer to the lake. The road ahead seemed to extend into the lake.

Everyone cheered up, and the hunger in their stomachs was forgotten.

Yu Jie began to step on the accelerator to accelerate. Driving on this deserted road would make people feel boring and tired. Only the scenery can cheer him up and temporarily forget his fatigue.

"Boom...boom..."

Seen from behind, they seemed to be blending into the blue sky.

After continuing to drive for a long time, the asphalt road began to turn, but there was a man-made trail leading to the lake. They drove down from here and continued to drive to the lake in Selin Co.

A bunch of water birds and wild donkeys were startled on the road.

Hou Xiaoai said: "Let's be careful for a while. I heard that there are bears and wolves on this road. Don't let your guard down."

"It should be okay here?" Zhang Lin said.

She looked around, there were mainly water birds here, she didn't know what kind, and there seemed to be tourists in the distance, but it was much more luxurious than them there, there were three cars in total, and she didn't know if they were with them go in the same direction.

Because many people take this road, they like to go all the way from North Road to Shiquan River, and then take Zhongbei Road back from Shiquan River.

The North Road is the best-built section of the Ali Ring Road, and the entire road is paved with asphalt. If the season is right, even a small car will be easy to drive on this road.

Hou Xiaoai likes the lake very much. She is usually a quiet girl who looks like a goddess, but now she is running fast with the backpack of the drone in one hand and Zhang Lin in the other.

After Yu Jie got out of the car, he felt refreshed looking at the scenery in front of him.

No wonder those people have to walk this road again no matter how hard or tired they are. All the countries in the world add up, and it is difficult to find a scenery that is as charming and sacred as Huaxia Tibet.

He took out the cigarette case, took one in his mouth, and asked Chen Xing, "Either?"

"No." Chen Xing replied.

He smoked when he was studying, but he never got addicted, and then he stopped smoking altogether.

Watching him light it with a lighter, take a deep breath and then spit it out, Chen Xing asked curiously: "Do you dare to smoke at such a high altitude? Are you afraid of heightened reactions?"

"I have been to Tibet so many times, still afraid of high rebellion? Have you rebelled?"

"No."

"Isn't that enough?"

The altitude here is 4500 meters, which is hundreds of times lower than Namtso. Both of them are people who can sleep well in Namtso. Of course, they will not easily rebel.

Chen Xing looked at the two girls, as if admiring the scenery, and said: "The two of them didn't sleep well last night, didn't the girls put on makeup for at least half an hour or an hour, she woke up an hour earlier than us. "

"I don't know, but Zhang Lin must have not slept well."

Yu Jie exhaled another puff of smoke and said.

When I saw Zhang Lin in the morning, she was still in good spirits, but after breakfast, she was half asleep and half awake during the several hours' drive.

Chen Xing looked at the scenery ahead for a while, then returned to the car, took the camera, and walked forward.

too blue.

The nearby part of Silin Co is tinged with cyan, but the farther and deeper places are bluer than the blue sky and bluer than the sea.

Chen Xing had never seen the sea either.

Never mind, this is artistic retouching.

The waterfowl opened its mouth and screamed, and flew over the sky above Selin Co, and the salty wind blew past. Chen Xing, who had been blowing the warm air in the car for a long time, actually felt a little bit of enjoyment.

Hou Xiaoai started telling stories again, and Chen Xing hurried over to listen.

"It is said that there is a devil named Serin, who was suppressed by the gods in this lake because of harming the people. The gods said that this is your destination, and you must repent here forever."

Chen Xing saw this piece of color that was so blue that it couldn't be melted, and it couldn't be diluted. Chen Xing said: "If this is punishment, then I can only say that this god is too merciful, or that color is too happy. ,What do you think?"

Zhang Lin nodded.

Xiao Ai was a little helpless, what Chen Xing said completely destroyed the atmosphere she created, and she couldn't help but stare at him fiercely.

Chen Xing blinked his left eye.

Yu Jie also finished smoking and came over with a camera.

The photos he took are also going to be posted on the Internet, but what he makes is different from Chen Xing's. He writes travel notes, and the photos are just for illustrations.

Chen Xing has never written a travelogue, and photography is his way of telling stories.

At most, place names are added to the photos taken.

Chen Xing tried his best to capture the beauty of Lin Cuo with his camera, but it was really difficult. Even he couldn't fully express the charm of this lake. What kind of blue is it? It eclipses the color of the sky, and it is the blue formulated by the top painters.

Coupled with his altitude, there is no problem saying that this is the realm of the sky.

After 40 minutes, everyone returned to the car.

There is no place in front of the village and no shop behind. There is no place for lunch, but four barrels of instant noodles are made. Everyone sits on the hood of the car and eats with the wind blowing.

When I was leaving, I saw a yak walking by the lake. The whole body of the yak was covered with long black hair, and it was dragged to a position only ten centimeters from the ground. Only one side of the face was white, which looked like a panda.

The way I don't speak, I don't move, just quietly watching you leave, how sacred.

Back in the car, Chen Xing looked at the photos he took.

Not one is not beautiful.

Finding one at random, Chen Xing sent it to his circle of friends, adding:
"I can't write the scenery I see when I travel thousands of miles."

(End of this chapter)