The strange woman in the photography team
I have reached the age of being tired of the hustle and bustle of the city, and I am always looking for a new kind of spiritual comfort, travel, photography, mountaineering, sea fishing, and blogging, and so on.
In October, a group of 16 people from the Photography Association set off for Daocheng Yading . It is called the last Shambala, located on the southwest edge of Sichuan, in the south of Ganzi Tibetan Autonomous Prefecture. For millions of years, human voices have never frequently stepped on its primitive and distant Pure Land. There are three sacred snow mountains in the entire nature reserve: Xiannairi, Yangmaiyong , Xianuodoji , and there are five-color seas besides the snowy mountains, Haizi Mountain , Luorong Cow Farm , stream forest... This has a strong attraction to us photography enthusiasts.
When I called out at Chengdu Airport , I found a strange woman in the club. It was already cold in autumn. She was still wearing denim shorts, revealing her slender and fair legs, her long hair was a bit messy, wearing sunglasses, her lip line was delicate, and she exuded a sense of maturity and elegance.
I'm very curious, such a thin woman also takes this route? This is a semi-exploration journey, with high mountains and high roads along the way, flying sand and gravel.
Leader Lao Luo contact the team. We rented 4 Toyota 4500s in Chengdu. The driver and tour guide had to go through Ya'an — Baoxing — Xiaojin — Danba — Xinduqiao—Litang— Daocheng — Yading — Kangding — Hailuogou — Luding , and finally returned to Chengdu. There are more than 2,000 kilometers of mountain roads with an average altitude of more than 3,500.
A strange woman was assigned to our car. As soon as she got on the car, she started to sleep lazily. Even if she didn't sleep, she kept playing with the iPad. She looked up by chance and her eyes were cold, which made the whole car very stiff.
I secretly asked Brother Li, who was sitting next to me: "What's the way it is? Why do everyone in our club add to it?" Brother Li smiled mysteriously: "Yao Shan, don't underestimate her, it's so awesome." I was a little disdainful. Turning his head, Brother Li rubbed his head and got close to Yao Shan.
I have no wrong ideas except photography? How is that possible? Who doesn’t want to have an emotional encounter while enjoying the beautiful scenery? As long as you don’t disturb the rear, who doesn’t want to have more experience with men?
In October, western Sichuan was already yellow and green. Looking at Siguniang Mountain from Shuanggou Bridge, the sacred snow mountain showed primitive and eternal beauty in the azure sky. The team was full of loyal photography enthusiasts, with complete equipment and equipment. When seeing the snow mountain, they took turns to work. Only Yao Shan stood quietly looking into the distance, her bright and fair face was just like the color of the snow mountain.
When we arrived at Xinduqiao Town, which is known as the "photographer's paradise", we rushed down, with rich autumn colors, specialty hidden villages, smoke from cooking, birch trees and sunsets on the slope meadow, which really surprised us. While the sunset is still there, we will catch a few more backlight shots. Yao Shan also took out the camera, but she didn't even take off the hood on the lens, so she pressed the shutter - it was obviously a rookie.
I couldn't stand it. I took her camera, adjusted the aperture, shutter, and ISO for her, and then handed it to her. She actually dusted her hands and said, "I won't take pictures. How about you take two pictures for me?" Then she stood beside the birch tree and put on a few poses.
Hey, it's really good. I sighed in my heart that beauty is a beauty after all. Even if she doesn't have time to adjust the portrait, the skin color in the mirror is not bad at all.
Founding among the snow-capped meadows
On the third day, I arrived at Yading Nature Reserve , and the sky was already dark. As soon as I got off the car, a teammate went to the clinic because of altitude sickness. Yao Shan was in good spirits and turned around to thank me: "If you hadn't given me Rhodiola in advance, I would have probably been to the clinic." This was my attentiveness while Brother Li was away.
I winked at her, and was proud, a bug flashed through my neck. I slapped it, but I didn't expect that in a while, I would grow big ping-pong sprite, red, swollen and painful. I called Brother Li, who was in the same room, and he helped me measure the temperature and it was already burned.
The conditions in Yading are very difficult. Lao Luo brought a few buddies to see him, and Yao Shan also came with me, which made me feel very energetic. They went out to buy medicine, and Yao Shan gave me cold water.I took anti-inflammatory drugs but still didn't work. Yao Shan turned around and brought a Tibetan mother-in-law, who was the landlord. Although she didn't understand Chinese, she was very enthusiastic. After seeing the wound, she and Yao Shan picked some herbs from the yard, mashed them and applied them to my wound. It really doesn't hurt after a meal. Lao Luo praised Yao Shan: "Smart!" Yao Shan smiled at me.
That night, I felt inexplicable emotion and impulse.
On the fourth day, I rode my horse to to rush to the ancient temple , and walked two kilometers to the top of the slope. The view suddenly opened up. The Xiannari Snow Mountain, which had been blocked by the forest, appeared in front of me intact. It was the first time that I could see the patterns of the rock formations on the snow mountain and the cracks of the glaciers. Along the lawn, the dark green Pearl Sea Zhuomala appeared in the forest.
The trip to Daocheng gave us wave after wave of eye attacks, which was really shocking. What makes me even more happy is that I feel that there are always a pair of eyes that have not left me. When I was tired of filming, I stopped to approach Yao Shan: "Don't you take a photo?" She smiled quietly: "Just come with your heart and eyes." So I also rested on the meadow beside her, sitting quietly, watching the snow-capped mountains reflecting the rays of light, and my body seemed to be filled with a fairy spirit.
Along the way, we both landed behind the team, snow-capped mountains, streams, forests, meadows, seazi... immersed in the dreamy Shambala.
This night, we still stayed in Yading Village . It was very cold at night. I went out to buy instant noodles. A figure flashed in the yard. When I saw that it was Yao Shan, who was hanging up the phone with a low crying. I walked over and for a while, she said to me with tears in her eyes, "He must ask me to apply for a visa, otherwise he will get a divorce..."
Yao Shan was as helpless as an injured child, which was heartbreaking. Although we have been familiar with each other for a few days, how can we easily inquire about each other's families? I gently hugged her in my arms. "It's okay, except for the food, rice, oil and salt, there are millions of couples in the country who cannot get along with their spirits!" I teased her. The first time I hugged her into my arms, it was so familiar, and an instant throbbing filled my mind.
We searched all over the village of Yading, and there were only a few hotels left, only a few shops left. The shop is pretty clean, and there is another young couple in one house. We lie against each other, hold hands, and talk gently. On the plateau, Plato -style love is the most suitable. Yao Shan told me about the trauma of a marriage overnight. He asked her to verify that she went to New Zealand , in order to make his lover assistant more free!
Early the next morning, Brother Li saw me and whispered and said, "You can't walk today."
I smiled but didn't answer. Brother Li took the initiative to change positions with me, with Yao Shan beside me, and my heart was very relaxed along the way, and the turbulent wind and dust were nothing.
On the sixth day, we arrived at Hailuogou, which is the largest low-altitude glacier in Asia and originated from an ice-melting valley on the east slope of Gonggala's main peak. The glacier cliffs hundreds of meters high on both sides were very spectacular. The tour guide repeatedly asked us to pay attention to our feet, but Yao Shan still slipped, and her pants and knees were broken. Brother Li smiled at me, "It's time for heroes to save the beauty." The eyes of a group of people were all shooting towards Yao Shan and me. Yao Shan was embarrassed, pushed my hand away and limped out of the glacier. This woman has a kind of arrogance in her bones, which I am not familiar with or will never understand. What will we be in the future? lover? Sex partner? Or are they unfamiliar with each other after getting off the plane?
I dare not think about it, nor do I want to think about it.
Do worldly things in the city
Back in Chengdu, the crowded urban life has returned, and everyone feels that they are working hard all the way like a shepherd. For a few days, Yao Shan and I suppressed our desires, and did not go further intimacy, and even kissed with caution.
There are so many hotels in Chengdu, I still can’t help but book a secretly. After eating Sichuan hotpot, I said to Yao Shan, "Let's have a new meal?" I don't want to miss the only opportunity to be intimate. If purity is left for Shambala, then the vulgarity must be in the city.
Yao Shan was very shy and murmured gently: "We only have one night." This sad and affectionate words made me immediately let go of all my concerns.
The night in the hotel is very quiet, just like that night we were in Aden, holding hands and snuggling with each other. The only difference is that we do worldly things in the secular world. Yao Shan asked softly, "Do you know why I like you?" I shook my head. She smiled and pointed my nose: "It's just a gentle person who doesn't attack, doesn't escape, doesn't be cold, and doesn't eagerly." I smiled: "Actually, I'm a thief who steals my heart!"
We take public opinion risks when we check in. I told Brother Li repeatedly to be stricter! Except for Brother Li’s comment, no clues were found for anyone else. I don't want to go back to deal with the funeral of a romantic encounter either.
When the plane arrived in Shanghai, it was 8 pm. Yao Shan and I got into the taxi, but hesitated to get off the bus halfway, so we simply went to the hotel again.
The next day, she emailed me and said that she would give her the photo memory card and she could help me make a blog. I can't ask for anything, the company is too busy these days. I have a Sina blog with a click rate of more than 800,000. I am well-known in the circle. Yao Shan is very interested. She does nothing except dealing with family relationships.
On the weekend, Yao Shan asked me to have coffee. I was surprised by her outfit that was a world-renowned brand from head to toe. I casually asked about her Hermes bag, and the price was actually six figures.
I suddenly felt the distance, so far away, and it is insurmountable.
Half a month later, the headquarters came to hold a celebration. Brother Li went with me and hesitated for a long time. He came over mysteriously: "Do you know what the person who spoke just now has to do with Yao Shan?"
"President? Lover?" I was puzzled.
"Yao Shan is the president's wife, a fool, I don't know if I sleep with someone!"
I was stunned for a moment: "Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!"
"Can the assistant and the wife be the same? The assistant is the lover!"
It turns out that Yao Shan is our president's wife! It turns out that the person who forced her to go to New Zealand was our president in order to be able to go with her assistant!
I can’t help but recall Yao Shan’s tears that night, and how many grievances and bitterness are hidden behind the prominent assets. After the
event, I received a text message from Yao Shan: "The blog photo is completed, let me tell you another good news. I bought a fine decoration house in Longwan, which belongs to us."
I was even more dazed! Dizzy, I'm not single!
5 minutes later, she sent another text message: "New Zealand, I will definitely not go for you!"
I deleted the text message, and I felt it was necessary for me to rush to have a good talk with her.
