The dream of Lugu Lake

Number of days: 4 days
Time: July
Average cost: 2000 yuan
With whom: husband and wife
Tour kinds: photography, free travel
The author went to these places: Lijiang Lugu Lake Naruwan Walk the marriage bridge
Updated: 2020-11-10 20:02

In the dream, the sky and water are connected, and the white flowers are like beauties, blooming in the water. The floating clouds, when did they know how to take care of their shadows and feel sorry for themselves, gathering and dispersing with the wind and stopping. The village is hidden in the mountain hollow, you can hear the dog barking and the rooster crowing, the horse galloping, and the mountain road is winding endlessly. Time is stranded on the peninsula, the years are silent, and the dust is silent.

That year, I made an appointment from Lijiang to Lugu Lake, and the road was not very smooth at that time, and there was always traffic jam on the way due to road construction. However, I finally arrived at my destination at more than two o'clock in the afternoon.

After

a large drop in the water, we drove around the lake for a long time and finally arrived at the Rig Peninsula.

And long before entering the big falling water, on the road in the distance, I was already shocked by the lake in front of me, the silence and beauty of the sky and water, I racked my brains to search for words to describe it, and the words were exhausted.

The only path on the peninsula leads to the outside world, the inn is facing the lake in front and behind, standing side by side with the other, two quiet wine bars, with resident singers, and the songs are quiet and gentle tunes. Without the noise and hustle and bustle of passing tourists, if Lugu Lake is outside the world, then here, it is a paradise deeper in the world, choose a room near the water, push the window to see the lake, look at the blue sky and white clouds in a daze, everything is too beautiful.

The

boat in the middle of the lake rowed leisurely, A large mass of white clouds hung in the sky within reach, and the reflection was reflected in the water, and it did not change shape for a long time, and it was so lazy to move the position.

Find a boat to sit on, The boatman sang happily and waved the oars to take us to the center of the lake, and the boat lady on the opposite boat also sang local folk songs, the sound was crisp and loud, reflecting the mountains and rivers.

The

setting sun flat boat sunset, the boatman rocking the oars breaking the water, the distant mountains and flat lakes are boundless, and the sky is picturesque.

When I arrived at the island in the lake, I stopped the boat and climbed up along the path, panting to the top of the island, a narrow island, standing firm, looking around, on the other side of the boat that was just covered by the island, the shadows of the clouds reflected on the mirror-like lake were dizzying.

If I can, I would like to choose to be a tree, a grass, a grain of sand and stones, or a grain of light dust on this island, and I only wish to protect this purity and beauty every day.

When the wind blows, the clouds on the lake suddenly disperse and move, and the fine water patterns are engraved on the shadows of the clouds, and the picture has a new story, perhaps about the clouds and the lake, or the lake and the sky, or the clouds and the sky, some beautiful or sad stories that cannot be explained endlessly, because the wind rises, falls with the wind, and falls into the heart of the lake, the shadow of the clouds, and the arms of the sky. Dreams are dreams, and the boatman's urging voice below roughly pulls us back to reality.

is a cloud, hanging in the heart of the lake every day, the wind comes, wrinkling a pool of lake water, waking up the reflection in the dream, the distant mountains are silent, and it has always been affectionate.

spread your arms and use the breeze to wash away your worries and thoughts; Embrace your dreams and let the lake and mountains be collected.

Close to the sky, the starry sky is also the most charming, but unfortunately, in the past few days, there is fog every night, and the visibility of the starry sky is not high, only sparse hazy starlight.

There

are still Gesang flowers in Lugu Lake in my memory, and for a few days there, I inquired everywhere where there were gorgeous Gesang flowers, and finally someone understood what I said, and told me that there will be no Gesang flowers this season, to see this flower, you have to come back in October, the Gesang flowers in Lugu Lake will not bloom until October, you have to see it now, it's too early.In fact, there are also small white flowers in the lake, which are known locally as water-based flowers (wave leaf sea cauliflower) in the opening season, with white petals, pale yellow stamens, and long rhizomes that dig into the bottom of the lake, living in the water, like a fairy in the water. I didn't see the Gesang flower, but I witnessed the blooming of this flower because of this, and the gains and losses were all fate.

I took a day to go to Fairy Mountain. It was the legendary fairy who transformed into a mountain by the lake for love, looking low from the Rig Peninsula, waiting at the foot of the mountain, looking up, quickly hiding the word low, standing tall in the spirit, where it still looked like a small hill in the distance, obviously a high mountain. Sitting on the ropeway up, after climbing for a while, I went up to the top of the mountain, where the panoramic view of Lugu Lake was unobstructed, the lake was deep and quiet, obviously at a high place, but the sky suddenly moved far away, blending with the lake in the distance.

came to Lugu Lake, and it was inevitable to travel around the lake. Starting from Rig, I went to the meadow and the wedding bridge, which belonged to Sichuan (half of Lugu Lake belonged to Yunnan and half belonged to Sichuan).

In the meadow, take a boat into the middle of the meadow, and there is a large meadow poured into the lake. Take off your shoes and step on it, the wet and soft meadow, take a step, sink down, I'm really afraid that I will use too much force, the whole meadow will sink completely, sometimes one foot deeper, there will be black mud floating on the top of the feet, with a slight temperature and some strange feelings. In fact, the grass was dense enough to support the weight of a large group of people, and they fell into the lake in a staggered manner, neither withering nor standing and growing.

Back on the boat, the Mosuo boatwoman who supported the boat sang back, her voice was high-pitched and loud, which was really beautiful. The local residents are good at singing, so their singing can always be heard at any time.

Circle around the lake, back to Daluoshui, most of the shops on both sides of the street sell local silver jewelry, and I don't know if it's true or false.

Coming from Lijiang, it still goes back to Lijiang, so entering from Daluoshui is also coming out of Daluoshui.