travel with yoga

Chapter 136 Crossing Riyue Mountain

After leaving Chaka Salt Lake, the driver drove off again. This time it was noon. He planned to arrive at Qinghai Lake before evening so that he could watch the sunset over Qinghai Lake!As they continued to cross various mountains and rivers along the way, Zhao Cui was no longer as excited as he was in the morning. After eating some beef and other snacks, he fell asleep leaning against Ma Xiaoliang!Ma Xiaoliang was also sleepy. It felt like the driver was the only one awake in the car. Maybe the driver had rested when they went to play!
Suddenly the car stopped, and the driver woke everyone up and said that Riyue Mountain had arrived and they could go down for a walk!Riyue Mountain, Zhao Cui seemed to have heard of this name before, but Ma Xiaoliang couldn't remember it for a moment!In fact, the origin of the name of Riyue Mountain is related to Princess Wencheng.It is said that when Duke Wencheng took the initiative to go west to Hefan, he was very sad. The king of Tang accompanied her with a mirror to comfort her, and asked her to go to the place where the Sino-Tibetan border was divided, take it out and look after it. From the mirror, she could see her hometown and her parents and relatives.After going through hardships, she moved to Chiling. The princess missed her dearly, so she took out the precious mirror to look at it. What appeared in the mirror was only her own thin face and the Chiling Mountains under the setting sun. At this time, she realized that her parents were for the country and the community. But he deceived himself, and in grief, anger, and grief, he threw the precious mirror out, and it fell in two, which happened to land on two hills. The east half faced west, reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun, and the west half faced west. In the east, according to the rising moonlight, Riyue Mountain got its name.

I have to say that the strong wind in Riyue Mountain is really unforgettable. It is completely different from the mountain wind in the mainland. You can’t see the wind at all. There are signs of tree shaking, but the wind is everywhere, wrapping people tightly in layers and trying to tear them away.The wind penetrated the skin and was chilly, causing Ma Xiaoliang and Zhao Cui, who were dressed in summer clothes, to shiver as they stood in the sun.The sparsely populated locals at the foot of the mountain are setting up stalls to sell various accessories. Both men and women are tightly wrapped in cotton-padded clothes, woolen hats and masks, and they only stare at you with a pair of eyes.The rough, dark face and pairs of rough, dark hands make people feel the harshness of the plateau.Along the Riyue hillside, there are neatly decorated small flags of various colors. "Why are there so many flags here?" the herdsman told Ma Xiaoliang that these are prayer flags, with scriptures printed on the cloth, and the wind blows the flags, as if the wind is constantly chanting scriptures day and night.Oh I got it.

A few kilometers down the mountain, there was a meandering stream flowing backwards in the bottom of a grassland on the roadside. I heard from the tour guide that it was the tears of the princess who came here and missed her hometown with mixed emotions. Later, it merged into a stream, and it was Return to my hometown of Chang'an.It can be seen that the princess felt emotional when she traveled a long distance and came to this barbaric land!Zhao Cui hugged Ma Xiaoliang tightly, fearing that she would be blown away by the wind. If she was thrown here, she would really want to cry without tears!The two returned to the car, and soon the others came back. The driver continued to move forward. After an unknown amount of time, a lake appeared on the horizon ahead. Zhao Cui asked curiously where was it?The driver said: "Qinghai Lake!" Zhao Cui became excited and shook Ma Xiaoliang's arm, Qinghai Lake has arrived, Qinghai Lake has arrived!The car was traveling very fast, and gradually Qinghai Lake came closer and closer, a large and boundless lake was approaching them. Different from the lakes they saw in the mainland, Qinghai Lake was so big, no wonder the ancients also called it: "Western Sea" "!
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