Yunnan Travel Notes "Qiu Natong and wuli village"

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(On the way to the autumn fight)

Drive west along Qiu Bing Expressway for 20 minutes.

Turn at the junction of Yunnan and Tibet and climb the hillside.

A village came into view, overlooking.

On mountains, grasslands, pine forests and terraces.

Just like jade, it is natural. village

The hut was littered with wooden fences and tiles on the house.

Because of the years and vicissitudes of life, they stayed on the dam.

Cattle and sheep graze leisurely, which is really like a peach blossom garden.

The village is building a new countryside and is connected with the highway.

Sewage is piped and new houses are built one after another.

Poverty alleviation seems just around the corner. But I think

Be cautious about this "change" and keep some.

The original ecology makes "God's Garden" quiet.

(Walking on the ancient tea-horse road)

If the autumn bucket is close to the mountain, then

Wuli village is not only surrounded by mountains, but also by water.

Cross the suspension bridge and build a road along the ancient tea-horse road and the cliff.

It is extremely winding, although it has been widened today.

Narrow places, still sunny Tianshan high dizzy.

It's hard to be at a loss when the caravan meets.

Slip along the river, bleak in the wind.

Natural hazards lead to roads, and distant mountains become history.

Stepping on the rough gravel road into the village

Angry Tibetans and Lisu people live in the fog, and she

The ancient tea-horse road known as "Little Switzerland" runs through the village.

The hoofbeat of the stone road still exists; Stone tile

Like a history book with picturesque pages.

A man carrying fresh corn and laundry list.

Break off is busy; Old Baba smoked a hookah.

Looking at the Nujiang River in the distance, the sound of the waves remains the same, and the years are endless.

I used to wander at the fork in the road in the village.

A bell rang from far and near, and it was Uncle Ma who was driving.

The whip is pointing to the distance, and the road is in sight in the mountains and low waters.

If you come to see "In the Fog" when the morning fog is still there.

This village will be quieter and more mysterious.

(wuli village, the ancient tea-horse road was built along the river)

(wuli village crosses Nujiang Suspension Bridge, strong steel cable)

(wuli village, the slogan decades ago on the left. Nameplates on the right of various organizations today)

(Nu boy has a laundry list on his head and a stick is broken)

(Old house and new house)

(The girl dressing in front of the mirror in the morning, the old mother feeding the chickens, the old man sitting upstairs watching the scenery, the scene of the Nu village in the fog)

(Old zip line, old rock tile)

(Above, the road signs at the intersection of mountain roads indicate Chunabang and wuli village. Below, the abandoned old suspension bridge, in the grass is the "ancient tea-horse road")

(In the corner of the villagers' kitchen in autumn, electric woks have been used. )

(Tree-lined, grass green, wooden house)

(Village Road takes me into the bucket of autumn)