Chapter 42 The White Water River—Blue Moon Valley
The Jade Dragon Snow Mountain may be a sacred mountain for the Naxi people and the various ethnic groups in Lijiang, and it is always full of respect. However, for Tang Bo, the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain is a beautiful and magical snow mountain. All you want to do is keep conquering it. It was the blood of an adventurer that burned in his body.
"Teacher Tang...... What are you doing?" He Xueyue looked at Tang Bo in the direction of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain in a daze in front of the felt peng, and asked softly.
"Ah!" Tang Bo was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly said: "It's nothing, it's nothing." I'm just thinking about some questions and I'm a little fascinated. What's wrong?"
"Oh!" He Xueyue listened to Tang Bo's response, lowered her head again and quieted down, standing beside Tang Bo blankly.
"Since we can't go up the snow-capped mountains, let's go to the Baishui River and the Spruce Ping tomorrow to learn the scriptures! Let's stay here for one night at night!After filming, I'll go back to Lijiang tomorrow!" Tang Bo patted He Xueyue's shoulder and said softly.
"Oh!" He Xueyue's little face was a little red, and he glanced at the top of the snowy mountain under the sunset, above the silver-white snow line, the red sunset shone on it, which was spectacular and beautiful.
Tang Bo opened the SLR hanging around his neck and took the scene. Then, he and Xueyue got back into the felt canopy.
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The Jade Dragon Snow Mountain is like a standing warrior, guarding Lijiang forever, from day to night.
The Jade Dragon Snow Mountain in the early morning is wonderful, and there is no familiar sound of tofu selling in the old town of Lijiang, only the sparse sound of getting up one after another in the felt canopy.
When Tang Bo turned over and got up, he saw Heli Dongba adding wood to the fire, and a copper teapot was on top of the fire, making a "zizi" sound.
He Li Dongba glanced at Tang Bo next to him, did not speak, but was silently preparing breakfast. He Xueyue outside the felt canopy was kneeling and praying in the direction of the main peak of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.
"Teacher Tang...... You're up!" He Xueyue, who knelt down and bowed, was like a lively rabbit, running to Tang Bo's side, her eyes shining slightly.
"Hmm......" Tang Bo glanced at the beautiful main peak of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, and responded softly. Slowly walked to the place where he knelt with Xue Yue just now, and knelt down, bowing up twice with his palm.
"Teacher Tang, ...... are you" He Xueyue widened her eyes and looked at Tang Bo in front of her incredulously, not knowing why Tang Bo suddenly knelt down.
Tang Bo has always been an atheist, and even now Tang Bo is too. Actually, Tang Bo didn't know how to explain why he knelt down just now! Maybe he hoped that the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain would bless him and let him have a good start today!
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Baishui River, located in a deep canyon between Ganhaizi and Spruce Ping, the valley is full of forests, the clear stream flows for a long time, and the river with a clear spring at the bottom of the valley is called the Baishui River. Because the riverbed and the platform are composed of white marble and carboniferous stone fragments, it is grayish-white, and the clear spring flows through the stone, which is also white, and it is named "Baishui River" because of its color.
In the previous life, the Baishui River had a more resounding name, called the Blue Moon Valley. Because, whenever it is cloudy, the white river will turn blue, and this valley resembles a curved crescent moon, so it is called the Blue Moon Valley by British writers. Later, gradually became the result of fame.
There was no English writer in this world, so it didn't have such a reputation. The Baishui River is still called the Baishui River.
Maybe it's because of Tang Bo and He Xueyue's good luck, or maybe it's because Tang Bo knelt down to worship the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain just now, and it happened to be cloudy today. They were able to see the clear blue waters.
The blue water, which is almost as solidified as a sapphire, is reflected in a little green, sacred and shocking.
The delighted Tang Bo hurriedly took out the SLR and let He Xueyue run barefoot to the middle of the lake and play in the water.
At this time, He Xueyue is more like a fairy given to Tang Silk by the god of the snow mountain, and the beauty is even more unusual.
After finishing the shooting, Tang Bo beckoned He Xueyue to come out, and after taking a few sips of water with Xueyue, he walked towards the shore upward.
"Oops......" He Xue Yue suddenly screamed, Tang Bo was startled and quickly turned his head and said, "What's wrong?"
I saw He Xueyue gently bend her delicate body, fished out a rather peculiar white pebble, pouted her mouth curiously, and chuckled: "It's okay." It's okay. Mr. Tang...... It's okay. ”
"Oh!" Tang Bo didn't think much about it, but lowered his head and sorted out the information he had just shot in the SLR.
He Xueyue gently threw the pebble just now into his pocket, and ran in the direction of Tang Bo.
Spruce Ping is not particularly far from the Blue Moon Valley, after Tang Bo took He Xueyue to shoot here. The two of them rushed back in the direction of the old town of Lijiang.
After being familiar with Tang Bo after riding, his endurance was obviously much better than yesterday, and the journey back was much faster than that of the one who came. The two of them shook the reins and galloped all the way, and finally returned to the old town of Lijiang before sunset.
Just one day's time. The old town of Lijiang is obviously colder than before, a little more lively. Although this excitement is only a little bit more crowded, this declining ancient city also has a little bit of vitality.
"Teacher Tang......" and Xue Yue looked at Tang Silk in front of them a little reluctantly, their clear eyes like water.
"Let's go back...... If you didn't come back overnight, your grandfather should be worried. I also went back to rest. It's a day, it's very tiring. What's the matter, I'll talk about it tomorrow!" Tang Bo rubbed his temples and said a little tiredly.
He Xueyue pursed her lips, glanced at Tang Silk in front of her, and said softly, "Okay! ”
"Xiao Bo, I'm back!" Mu Sanli, who was used to sitting on the threshold of the courtyard smoking a big cigarette, watched Tang Bo's Dian Ma slowly come to the door, and said lightly with a cloud mist.
"I let her go home first. Da Dongba should miss her!" Tang Bo flipped off the horse, and after saying a word, he led the horse back to the stable.
"What's the matter, how do you feel about going to Jade Dragon Snow Mountain?" Mu Sanli also stood up, walked to Tang Bo's side, held a cigarette gun in his hand, and asked.
"It was beautiful and stunning. You just can't go above the snow line. Alas~" Tang Bo sighed lightly, and then looked to the north, looking a little melancholy in the direction of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.
"Actually, there used to be a way up the mountain priesthood. Although it is not the highest point. I can be above the snow line, too. However, the old town of Lijiang is weakened. The decay of Naxi, Dadongba has not organized everyone to go to the Snow Mountain Priest for a long time. The road up the mountain was covered with snow. Can't see it. Perhaps, you can go to Dadongba and try to find the way up the mountain. Mu Sanli glanced at Tang Bo next to him and took a deep puff of cigarette.
"No need. Let's go again next time I have a chance. I still have a lot of things to do, I'm very busy!" Tang Bo waved his hand and refused.