Idle clouds, time, summer at the ferry.

The mouth of the shoulder pole was called the big bucket of pulling grain in ancient times. It is a steep canyon that runs through the north and south of

Idle clouds, time, summer at the ferry.

The mouth of the shoulder pole was called the big bucket of pulling grain in ancient times. It is a steep canyon that runs through the north and south of Qilian Mountain, with a total length of 28 kilometers. Historically, it is an important passage from Qinghai to Zhangye, and it is also the throat of Gansu and Qinghai that has always been contested by military strategists. Now the beautiful National Highway 227 passes through here. In midsummer, on both sides of Taniguchi, the blooming rape flowers are endless and spectacular.

On July 25th, it was a Saturday, and the sky was clear and blue in Wan Li. Cloud BMW, carrying a family of three, set out from Zhangye, passed Minle County, and arrived at the fried noodle restaurant near Debian Ferry. This is already a beautiful sunset, which is covered by the coming night.

In the afterglow of the sunset, rape flowers and highland barley fields are on both sides of the road. On the one hand, charming turquoise and bright gold spots alternate with each other and spread out into a vast and charming picture scroll, which looks quiet, meticulous and beautiful in the dusk filled with smoke.

? There are many tourist cars parked by the roadside. Colorful tourists, holding cameras, constantly capture the beauty of the Mona Lisa of rape blossoms in the sunset. The clouds stopped and the family came into the picture.

? Not far ahead is the scenic spot. There are plank roads, flower viewing platforms and some humanistic and romantic scenes in the scenic area. For example, English111/me standing in the flower sea? Love? You, as bright as a rose. You can often see it in Atorvast and Tik Tok.

? A few years ago, there was no artificial decoration and management, and no money was spent. It completely belongs to the natural scenery that people appreciate. Without barbed wire, you can climb the mountain freely and get close to the smell of the mountain.

? The sun had set before the cloud came to the gate of the scenic spot. The dust is flying and there are few horses and chariots. In the twilight, several travel-stained villagers were holding horses, waiting for the last rider. ?

Yun is going to spend the night at the border ferry. First of all, let YY experience the taste of living in the mountains. First of all, she is full of longing for the splendor of the sea of rape flowers under the bright sun. So, drive back to the noodle restaurant. I hope it will be fine tomorrow.

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Chaomianzhuang is a remote village, located at the northern foot of Qilian Mountain. Before Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, it was a paradise for nomadic people to thrive, with rich aquatic plants, warm in winter and cool in summer. Today's Zhajiang Noodles Pavilion, with its idyllic scenery, stands quietly beside the National Highway 227, welcoming the passengers passing by the ferry.

It is rainy in summer and the climate is cold and humid, which is suitable for the growth of highland barley. As the name implies, Yun thinks he will eat delicious highland barley fried noodles, but this is just an illusion of Yun. No one knows whether the origin of the name of Zhajiang Noodles Pavilion is related to highland barley.

The cloud drifted with the tide and stopped in front of a homestay on the side of the national road. The family walked in. Four-in-one courtyard, the patio is hung with a roof and some red lanterns. Seven or eight rooms, clean and warm. The young proprietress lives in a room at the door with her baby.

The night on the plateau comes quickly and quietly. Shortly after dinner, the night was like a flood, submerged in the vast figure of flowers, Yuan Ye, Tian She, trees, villages and Qilian Mountains.

The night on the plateau is so peaceful and quiet, and the time is so leisurely. Sitting there listening to music, his wife leaned against the bed and brushed WeChat. Yun put on his coat and went outside the store.

? ? The cool breeze in Qilian Mountain blows the leaves of poplar trees along the national highway, making a rustling sound. In the dark and deep night sky, the twinkling stars are as bright as gems. I only saw one or two at first, but then I saw more than one, looming, if far away. The stars in the sky are clearly extinguished, but they drift like fireflies.

The vast starry sky is so far away and seems within reach. In the boundless darkness, stars larger than the sun are like suspended dust particles. What is a person? If you don't look up at the stars, you will never know your own smallness and absurdity.

Yun went back to the shop and fell asleep with his wife. Lying in the bed of the inn, the cloud is half asleep and half awake. The motor sound of trucks driving at night on the national highway is one after another in a night of cloud dreams.

The next morning, the sparrows got up and the clouds got up. Follow the path behind the village to the hillside not far away. The grass leaves are covered with thin dew, and the air is fresh and humid. The highland barley in the fields on both sides is full of ears and has grown wheat awns.

The dawn in Ran Ran has painted a fairy-tale color for the blooming rape flowers, observation decks in the sea of flowers, exquisite huts and original ecological gates.

Qilian Mountain is close at hand, and it has faded from its usual majestic sight. The mountain becomes gentle, soft and quiet. Blue sky, dark mountain shadows, green highland barley, golden rape flowers, different levels and distinct colors.

At this time, the whole village woke up. A rooster croaked like a sleepwalker. Yun passed an old yard on his way back. A small door opened on the closed mottled iron gate. Cloud looked in curiously and saw some farm tools and rotten grass piled up in the yard. Moss is everywhere in the corner of the eaves, and rows of green bristlegrass grow densely on the roof, which looks absurd and desolate in the early morning sun.

An old man hunched his back and stood under the porch coughing. When he saw the clouds moving around, he asked sternly what had happened. The cloud said it was a tourist who lived in the front yard last night. The old man relaxed his guard and became kind.

? ? Cloud accosted the old man. The old man said that the land has been transferred, and all the young people in the village have gone out to work, leaving the elderly and women who can't leave to look after their families and left-behind children.

In rural areas, the income from land has long been unable to support farmers. Young people should leave their homes, go to strange cities and wash their lives with sweat. Home is not like home, nor is hometown.

Beautiful mountain villages and vast rural areas are getting more and more beautiful, but the villages are lost and decadent after all, but they are just embellishments in the landscape. After the rape blossoms wither, they will return to the long loneliness.

Hard-working proprietress, wearing a white kitchen dress and a yellow apron, lit a fire in the open space in front of the hospital to pick up breakfast for the Yun family. Smoke from kitchen chimneys curled up like a faint sadness in the country and slowly drifted away in the air.

Life is not easy, and the boss's business is bleak. Tourists came to the border ferry and saw rape blossoms. They either go to Qinghai or Zhangye, and don't stay here. There were only three people in the shop last night. ?

The inn is adjacent to the expressway, and the noise of passing cars is very clear in the silent night. This is not an ideal post station for sleepy travelers.

Seeing the clouds, the proprietress smiled and asked when to have breakfast. The cloud says eight o'clock, and then he will go to the store. Suddenly, he saw a beekeeper living in a snail's nest across the street. The cloud crossed the road and walked forward. In the morning breeze, a handsome guy in a woolen grass green coat is moving a honey bucket into the van.

The beekeeper stood in the middle of a pile of white barrels, unable to tell his age, with a unshaven beard and long hair. It seems that he hasn't taken care of it for a long time, letting it grow naturally and it's a mess. Seeing the guests, the beekeeper's wife came out of the snail shed. A typical southern woman, petite, neat, very capable and hardworking, with ear-length short hair, took the initiative to come over and chat up Yun to help her husband attract business.

Through the conversation, the beekeepers' family came from Sichuan. Every year in July, when rape blossoms are in full bloom, they will come to the border ferry to release bees. This year is the seventh year. Beekeeping is a chore of wandering around all year round, living in flowers and sleeping in the wind.

Winter and spring are in the south, summer and autumn, when flowers are scarce in the south and blooming in the north, beekeepers leave Yunnan and Sichuan and come to Ningxia, Gansu and even Xinjiang. He said that in ten days, rape flowers will wither, and they will be transferred to other places with bees.

As he spoke, the beekeeper scooped out a spoonful of yellow, yellow, green and green pollen particles from the bottle and poured them into the palm of Yunyun's hand for Yunyun to taste. Then let the cloud taste the honey of the loose rape flowers in the jar. Tell Yun some common sense about natural honey. Honey is really good, mellow and sweet.

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The cloud asked inexplicably, "Why is honey so sweet? The beekeeper said with a smile, "the hardest thing is to pick up. The sweetest thing is honey. If it is not sweet, it is not honey!" "Early in the morning, Yun took care of the beekeeper and bought four catties for one hundred dollars. To be honest, honey is very good and not expensive.

The proprietress prepares breakfast: boiled eggs, fried potato shreds, millet porridge, hot flower rolls, and a small dish of local rape seedlings, which is light and rich. Rape seedlings are a little salty. After zero zero, I tasted it and it was hard to swallow, but the cloud tasted the mother in poor years.

When leaving the inn, the morning sun rises from the top of the mountain in the east. The rape flowers in the morning light are bright and dazzling. Green tree villages and rural houses are quiet and beautiful. Just like the landscape paintings of impressionist masters Monet and Van Gogh, they are bright, peaceful and shocking.

The cloud remembered what Zhuangzi said, "There is great beauty in heaven and earth without saying anything." I also think of Tagore's "Life is like a gorgeous summer flower ..." Yes! Everything in the world is born without knowing why, and flowers without knowing why.

? At ten o'clock, the parking lot in the scenic spot is full of tourists. Clouds are ethereal and lonely rainbows, either living quietly in his study or walking alone between mountains and rivers. Clouds leave the sea of tourists and sail into the Biandukou Grand Canyon.

The canyon is cool and quiet, the cliffs are towering and the rocks are abrupt. A mountain stream meanders and gurgles. The flat stream is covered with grass and fragrant wild flowers. There are beautiful peaks on both sides, and the clouds on the top of the mountain are fluttering.

? ? Stepping on the grass in the canyon is like walking on a soft carpet. YY found that it was covered with yak dung, and shouted to be careful of mines.

The long shadow of Qilian spruce in the canyon is like a camel caravan wandering in the depths of the years, and it is like the lonely figure of those monks and scholars.

It is said that Zhang Qian, Su Wu, Huo Qubing and Faxian are all monks. Cen Can, Gao Shi, Wang Wei and Li Bai. They have all been here for their respective missions and dreams. Emperor Yang Di also passed by here. He didn't come to see rape blossoms, but to rebuild the Silk Road.

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Clouds stand on boulders, and streams flow under their feet. The time goes back to the five years of the great cause of the Sui Dynasty, that is, the early summer of 609 AD. Yang Di led a huge army and struggled through this rugged canyon with an altitude of more than 3,000 meters. Suddenly, there was a strong wind, dark clouds, heavy snow and a sudden drop in temperature.

According to historical records: "The mountain road is dangerous, the snow is dark, and the civil and military people are hungry and wet, so they can't go to the front camp for a long time. Too many foot soldiers freeze to death, horses and donkeys are eighty-nine, harem princesses, and the Lord is in chaos, living in the mountains with soldiers. "

Legend has it that Yang-ti's sister Yang Lihua also froze to death in the canyon during this tragic westward journey. Zhou Shu?' "The Biography of Empress" records: "Emperor Yang was sent to the Western Regions, accompanied by Princess Leping, the daughter of Emperor Wen and the younger sister of Emperor Yang, and Yang Lihua, the queen of Tianyuan, who proclaimed Emperor Yu Wenyun in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, was buried in Hexi. "

Two kilometers away from Gukou, there is a hill, which has been eroded by wind and rain and collapsed and desolate. On it, weeds are overgrown, mountain flowers are swaying and there is no epitaph. Locals call it the Princess's Tomb, and it is called the last resting place of Yang Lihua.

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On a sunny morning, the canyon is breezy and green. On the highway, vehicles pass through it, and from time to time you can see flocks of cattle and sheep walking slowly. The moon shadow of the Han Dynasty, the charm of the Tang Dynasty, the snow and ice of the Sui Dynasty, and the endless camel bells have long disappeared with the wind in the long river of history, and there is no way to find them. Castle peak remains, white clouds are long, and nothing seems to have happened here.

Cloud spiraled up by car, climbed mountains and mountains, climbed the oberlin Pass at an altitude of 3,685 meters, and then came out of Biandukou Canyon.

Standing on the mountains, standing under the blue sky and white clouds. Overlooking, Qilian grassland is close at hand. Looking back, Biandukou Canyon is hidden in thousands of green valleys.

This is the boundary line between Gansu and Qinghai, and it is also the place where nomadic people worship heaven and pray for blessings. Mani stone piles with prayer flags can still be seen on the roadside. Several donkey friends stopped by the roadside and took photos with online celebrity street signs as happy pos.

Get off at Aobaoling Pass and you will arrive at Aobao Town, Qilian County, Qinghai Province. The town is small and full of exotic customs. The words "Silk Road Ancient Road" on the roadside imply that there was once the glory of the ancient tea horse market here. Today, this town is still very lively. Pedestrians passing by Biandukou Canyon stop here to take a nap, and the roadside is full of vehicles of all colors from all over the world.

? On the grassland, colorful wind horse flags are hung in beautiful umbrellas. A beautiful girl in Zhuo Ma, dancing alone with an umbrella in a beautiful pot restaurant. Blue sky, white clouds and green grass. Cloud's ear rings "in that distant place, there is a good girl … I would like to be a lamb and follow her …" "

Cloud has gone through many vicissitudes, and it has never been able to be a lamb. Yun drove a BMW and reluctantly left the town and the dancers.

Where the clouds come from, they must go back! This weekend, Yun seems to have had a dream. I don't know whether Yunmeng saw the border ferry or the border ferry dreamed of clouds. When I woke up, the cloud was in Ganzhou.

? "A beautiful girl can't stay in this world." If you must attend a grand flower party in your life, Yun suggests that you go to Linzhi, Tibet in March, where you will meet ten miles of colorful peach blossoms, and go to Zhangyebian Ferry in July, where you will meet the bright beauty of 10,000 mu of rape flowers.

Life is like a reverse journey, and the clouds are also pedestrians. Love at first sight, looking back is a lifetime. The world is in a hurry. If you have a chance to pass by the ferry in summer, the cloud wants to say to you, "Don't worry! Walk slowly! Enjoy it! Don't live up to the wonderful journey in this life! "

? (Summer code in 2020 is in Zhai Yun, Zhangye. )