Lake Karakuri weather

Think about it carefully. How long can you draw a picture after the wind and smoke gather and disperse? Draw a ten-mile breeze against the fleeting time. Where I put pen to paper, I didn't see flowers, but I could also read the joy of years like songs.

Put all kinds of noise and noise, so that your heart is close to nature. I should feel like a child at this time. Seeing the mountain is not only a mountain, but also the innocence of water. The joy aroused by nature can break through the clouds. Madness is true, not taboo. The truth is cuter.

From Kashgar to Lake Karakule, almost all the way is Ya Dan landform, which impacts the tired vision. Ya Dan landform is a wind erosion landform, a masterpiece of wind power and a natural miracle. On sunny days, these wonders of nature are really colorful. The colors of mountains are different, such as red, light yellow, silver gray and so on. Under the reflection of sunlight, people are surprised by its beauty, which is both layered and occasionally messy and unpredictable.

Arriving at Lake Karakule is another scene. The lake is blue, backed by snow-capped mountains, soft and rough. The lake is connected with aquatic plants. Although you can't see the sight of fish jumping and birds flying, there are cows, horses and sheep grazing freely and camels wandering not far away. What a natural match this is. It's hard to think about it. Mustagaatta is in front of us, and the mystery is condensed in my heart, but I am not ready to open it. Such a dignified admiration, camping at the foot of the mountain and by the lake, is also a brand-new experience.

I want to set up a tent by the lake. When I lift the tent, I see plateau lakes and snow-capped mountains. How shocking! People are not as good as the sky, and the wind whistling in the plateau never stops. For the sake of safety, I have to give up the idea. I found a leeward corner and set up a tent behind a big stone. The next best thing, as long as you can camp here for one night, it is also beautiful.

Set up a tent, and at sunset, the weather gradually improved and climbed to a highland by the lake. My eyes suddenly opened up, and a shocking visual picture made my blood boil. Snow-capped mountains exude charming light in the soft light of sunset, and the colorful mountains of Ya Dan landform are stained with light gold and meet a strange color. It seems to be the end of the mountain, the edge of the sky, a piece of blue. The lake is rippling, silvery and hazy. What kind of beauty are these pictures fused together and caught your eye? I am as excited as a child, dancing and running from one highland to another. Cheers resounded through Pamirs and Lake Karakule.

The sunset finally disappeared into the snow-capped mountains in my wanton arrogance. Night, scattered, the wind seems to have weakened. It's just that the cold is getting worse. Although there are sleeping bags in the tent, it is still difficult to resist the cold of the plateau. But in order to see the starry sky on the plateau, even if it is cold, I feel worthwhile.

The most beautiful starry sky can only be seen under the plateau sky and only after experiencing the cold of burning bones. In the dark, hold your breath, the starlight is like a gentle symbol, rooted in the plateau, shedding a silver arc, matching the sky with the earth. The stars in the sky, like the eyes of plateau children, shine with the most beautiful light. The soul that has penetrated the vicissitudes of life and survived the suffering will return the clarity to the world.

This night, doomed to sleepless. I seem to see myself going back to childhood step by step. The night sky in Jiangnan used to be clear as water, and the stars were crowded and naughty. By the pond, there are stars squeezed into the water, reaching out and trying to hold them in your hand, but in vain, childish and ridiculous.

I didn't sleep for almost a night, and I was willing to bear it no matter how hard it was to shoot the stars. Late at night, a person walks out of the tent and looks up at the starry sky, and suddenly there is a bitterness in his heart, which can never be found after being lost. Put on headphones and play the song "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky" in a loop, but my body was stiff because of the cold in the plateau, and I was reluctant to go into the tent until I had difficulty breathing.

In the morning, I accept the new sunshine with fatigue. The sun slowly climbed up from behind the snow-capped mountain, plating the whole snow-capped mountain with a layer of golden light. At that moment, the whole world was magnificent. Lake Karakule is also rippling in blue waves, with golden lights shining in circles. At that moment, my eyes lit up and I was all sleepy.

Beauty is not one or more, but countless. When countless kinds of beauty are piled up in one place, even if it is thousands of miles, even if it is hard all the way. When I got there, I naturally cried with joy.

Starlight pervades the plateau sky.

The tent set up a prodigal dream.

Is there my childhood beyond the sky?

Holding the most beautiful star in the night sky with both hands.

Step by step, towards the distant.