Resting too long in Shangh-Lira.

When the owner of the inn pointed to a red mountain bike and asked him if he could leave, Zhou Yi knew that it was time to go on the road.

Zhou Yi's mountain bike is also red, but it is not the one the boss pointed out.

"This is where a buddy landed last year and said, 'Come back next year, you must ride to La-Sa', but now, it's all here. I don't even know what to do with it. ”

Zhou Yi listened to the young boss's words and knew that it was time for him to leave.

Chen Bo's car has been sent back to the manufacturer for repair.

He was ready to go back, too.

……

Out of Shangri-La, I went up a small dirt slope, and on both sides of the road, I suddenly became cheerful.

The reason why the plateau is called the plateau is that it is a very high plain, vast and boundless cliffs, the green grass spreads far away, in the place closest to the sky, the grass is contaminated with the purity of the sky, verdant and green, it is the best feed for cattle and sheep.

On the turquoise carpet, the blue and faint sea stars are laid on it, which has become the best decoration of the alpine grassland; Like a mirror, reflecting the blue of the sky and the blue of the green grass, it gives the warmest care for life on the grassland, and makes the endless wilderness more dazzling and quiet.

The reason why Haizi is called Haizi, that is, the meaning of the son of the sea, is that it is collectively referred to as an inland lake, preferably a lake in an endless field, in order to be worthy of such a title.

Therefore, the people here can not easily see the sea according to the old legend, so they affectionately call the water eye lake in the wilderness Haizi.

The wind is getting lighter and lighter, so light that people seem to be a little out of breath.

Zhou Yi didn't feel this way.

He only felt the lighter and lighter wind and the cooler and clearer and clearer air, and only felt the natural silence and tranquility around him, but when he looked at the rider who had been panting all the time left behind, he couldn't help but feel like he was out of breath.

The altitude of three or four thousand meters is far from being so exaggerated, but at the beginning of strenuous exercise, on the plateau, it is impossible to avoid the chase of oxygen.

"I'm a professional."

"You rode so fast, you couldn't hold on for long. If you want me to do this, ride at a constant speed. ”

Zhou Yi rode the bike and kept rushing forward - he had fallen in love with the feeling of sprinting in the wind!

He opened his hands and embraced the sky, the earth, and this pure nature, which was still in its primitive! Embrace the clear wind!

He sang loudly, roaring like never before, venting everything in his heart; Venting the things that are not easy to vent and can't be vented on weekdays.

Just then, a voice rang out.

"I'm a professional."

What a funny person to say such things when he greeted someone for the first time

Cycling, at this time, is no longer an experience, a kind of refinement, but a kind of capital to show off. In fact, most of the time, most things, carry multiple attributes.

Zhou Yi looked at the "professionally equipped" person in front of him - his tall and thin body was stepping on a mountain bike, wearing windproof goggles, his body and camel bag were shiny, and his appearance was indeed "full".

But just this first sentence made Zhou Yi confirm his face: pretending to be a man.

"Hey! Hello! Come on! Zhou Yi habitually greeted, and the car was already like a gust of wind, and the man was dumbfounded.

The uphill slope has already begun in front of you.

It is a big mountain, a pass of the Yunnan-Tibet line: Baima Snow Mountain.

The professional buddy just looked at Zhou Yi like the wind, going up around the mountain again and again-when he was still under the mountainside, he had faintly seen a figure on the top of the mountain.

White Horse Snow Mountain, Zhou Yi didn't see any snow, there was no snow on the mountains he walked, and there were no mountains on the left and right, maybe because of the summer.

The mountain road in front of me really tormented people, and it had been circling up a mountain, thirty or forty kilometers of road, not only physically torturing the passers-by, but also giving people the greatest blow mentally-no matter how long I walked, I always felt that the scenery around me had not changed in the slightest, and only when I looked down, I felt it-oh, I had walked so far.

The pretending man has been waiting for the moment when the other party can't stand to stop, and then he can overtake the other party at a uniform speed and slowly, and by the way, he will "teach" two sentences to satisfy his desire to pretend to be forced, but looking at this buddy who has been climbing up at a super fast speed, he knows that he has really met a strongman.

He looked at the hovering figure, could only sigh silently, lowered his head, and then looked at the guy who was still slowly crawling behind, raised the sense of superiority again, put on the windshield again, and continued his professional pretending journey.

Zhou Yi easily arrived at the pass.

The rolling meadows on the top of the hill are the most beautiful scenery and the greatest encouragement.

The clouds in the distance, floating and floating, were not much higher than people, and the sun poured a ray of light from the clouds, illuminating the patches of grass clearly and extinguished.

The already green grass was shining green and bright under the light of the sky, which formed the most stark contrast with the dullness and decadence of the green grass next to it, which was not moistened by the sun.

The yaks do not let go of these dull green grasses, and they do not discriminate whether there is sunlight or not.

The long fur of the yak is not all heavy black.

On the contrary, in addition to the black thickness, there are also some white yaks, miserable white, in the turquoise grass, in a thick black thick, particularly conspicuous.

The most strange thing is the kind of yak monster with a black body and a white head - when Zhou Yi looked at it for the first time, he always felt hairy in his heart, and felt that on the thick black body, there was a miserable white head, a skull without flesh.

After a closer look, I realized that it was just white hair, and the skull looked shriveled and skinny, which was rare and strange.

Arrived at the snow-capped mountain pass.

There is a tent that sells snacks, drinks, and some pasta meals, all of which are in the business of cyclists.

Inside the tent, the dried cow dung was no different from a clump of grass, and it was not disgusting and smelly as expected; was stuffed into the stove, and the light and heat emitted made the top of this shivering plateau blend with a different warmth.

Not long after Zhou Yicai stopped, a heavy rain fell, and soon, the soft heavy rain turned into crackling ice, hitting the tent hard, bringing a chill.

God knows, it's the hottest summer, and it's icing!

But Zhou Yi didn't have too much consternation, because the cold climate of the plateau made him think that in late autumn and winter, it would not be strange to have some ice.

He didn't know if he would be able to walk today.

The beauty of the mountains really fascinated him; Tents heated by cow dung are the best places to stay, smoky and sleepy.

"Where are you, Bobel? I arrived at the top of the White Horse Snow Mountain, and it was on the ice! ”

"You've arrived at White Horse Snow Mountain? You're flying! Is it a ride? ”

"Brother like a hitchhiker? Brother's speed, you can't imagine! ”

"I'm going to rest on the top of the mountain, who knows when the ice will stop? There is a resting place in the tent, no money, warm up! ”

"When the ice stops, you'd better go, in case the road freezes tomorrow, you won't be able to go!" Chen Bo persuaded. He still hasn't said anything: resting on the mountain, something accidental, it's annoying!

Zhou Yi thought about it too.

Besides, the lack of water and food on the mountain is not a good place to stay......

It didn't take long for the ice to get smaller, except that it was a little cold and a little slippery, but it wasn't much of a problem.

Zhou Yi continued on the road.

Next stop, Dechin, a big town.

The road still stretches forward, undulating for several kilometers at the top of the mountain, and there is a long, steep descent in front of you.

Maybe down this slope, you will reach Deqin.

Zhou Yi looked at the strategy at night and said it was like this.

However, after descending seven or eight kilometers steeply, looking at the road that was almost straight up and the road where the apex could hardly be seen, Zhou Yi wanted to ask: "What about the trust between people?!" ”

The road is getting harder and harder to walk - it's a bad road.

Zhou Yi has no physical problems, but the torture of steep ups and downs, especially the fall of the sense of expectation in his heart, makes the several kilometers of hillside roads extremely difficult.

I saw that the top of the mountain was already in front of me, but it was only a few hundred meters away to the pass.

Zhou Yi just stopped to take a breath, soothing his tense nerves—he didn't know if it was all downhill behind, and if there was such a steep descent and straight up—he needed some time to slow down, and at a place close to the top, to cheer himself up and prepare his body and mind for the worst.

He walked too fast and too far -- it was already a very difficult pass on the Yunnan-Tibet line, and both ordinary and strong people generally had to prepare for a two-day journey, and he crossed it in one day, and it was still a little uncomfortable for him to be physically tired, mentally tired, and stagnation of thinking caused by the lack of oxygen on the plateau.

Zhou Yi didn't see it, just when he stopped, the white clouds that were originally floating in the air gradually lowered down, and when he found out, the white clouds and mist were like the mouth of a giant beast poking out of the sky, quickly engulfing the entire mountain, and extending downward at a faster speed!

Soon, the entire mountain was covered by thick clouds and mist, and the visibility was less than ten meters!

What's even more frustrating is that the soybean-sized ice hit straight down, making his face ache!

The yaks standing on both sides of the road were scurrying around in the mist, black shadows, like giant monsters shuttling; The Tibetan mastiff on the side of the road, under the cover of clouds and mist, began to bark noisily - not like the bright bark of ordinary dogs, but a low and majestic roar, bringing people unparalleled spiritual oppression!

Fortunately, Zhou Yi knew that these giant dogs were trapped by extremely thick iron chains tied to wooden stakes and cages made of steel, otherwise he didn't know what to do.

The back road is far away, and the uphill and downhill slopes are enough to toss the dead, and there is no way to retreat; What is the way forward?

I can only move forward.

Perhaps, hiding in the space for one night is the best way, but Zhou Yi is not willing to do this.

The road still has to go down by yourself - if you encounter a little trouble, just avoid it, then life will inevitably be a lot less exciting!

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi's spirit was shocked - move forward, continue to move forward! Moving forward is the only destination!

There are not many cars, and when the road reaches the top after a few hundred meters, it is all downhill, but it is effortless.

And Zhou Yi was not alone, from the fog behind, rushed out of a few mountain bikes - a few more riders came up, including the pretending man at the foot of the mountain.

The pretending man also lost his grace at this time, tossing in the ice and rain and mist, cautiously looking at the road - he did have a lot of experience, even in such a dense fog, wind and rain, in such a straight downhill, he still maintained enough caution - caution may not be what he originally had, maybe after seeing too much blood and the lesson of life withering, he had to do it.

It's been a hard road.

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