Along the way, there are prairies, snow-capped mountains that don't melt all year round, rows of poplars in some places in northern Xinjiang, and barley and wheat swaying in some fields. Golden wheat waves and dark green mountains are shining with smiling faces under the clear and vast sky of the plateau, and beautiful picture scrolls with various customs are flowing and changing in the clear sky of Wan Li. Being awed into the soul is like drinking highland barley wine and getting drunk!
Approaching Qinghai Lake slowly, the breeze blew and it was cool. Closer, Qinghai Lake, in a word, big, unexpected big, unparalleled big. Although it is not as vast as the real sea, it is definitely as generous and generous as the sea. Besides, in the west, on the plateau, such a big lake is already very valuable. In the northwest of China, everything is very big, including deserts, mountains, rivers, Grand Canyon, Gobi, prairie and Qinghai Lake. Here is calm, quiet and serene, with a warm atmosphere, roaming in the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. A good interpretation highlights this feature. When you get to Qinghai Lake, you will know how big the northwest is, so big that you feel dizzy and so beautiful that you suffocate.
Slowly, a unique landscape appeared in front of us, and a thick blue belt appeared at the intersection of the horizon and the sky. This can't be seen anywhere else, and I'm very excited. Qinghai Lake, we met unexpectedly.
Look closer and then walk closer; Come closer and look carefully. You will find that there is also a unique and unparalleled human landscape in the world near Qinghai Lake. That's a colorful flag unique to Tibetan Buddhism. The big stones were piled up one by one with a thick wooden stake in the middle. Many ribbons are strung together with ropes and tied to wooden stakes one by one. Much like the ceremonial colorful flags on naval warships, they are endowed with mysterious religious colors. When the wind blows over the lake, colorful banners whir and sway with the wind, as if telling the legend of Qinghai Lake, showing the world that this is Qinghai Lake, a sapphire on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau and a sacred lake in the eyes of Tibetans. Colorful banners can be regarded as a tribute to Tibetans' sincere prayers for Qinghai Lake. So Qinghai Lake is unique in China and even in the world.
And the blue of Qinghai Lake is not up to you or me. Blue lagoon blue sky really doesn't know whether the lake is in the sky or the sky is on the lake. I can't tell, and I can't see clearly. The lake is only blue, blue is deadly, and blue becomes turquoise to the extreme, just like a fairy tale world. No wonder it is Qinghai. It is really a blue-green sea. You see, the sky here is the same blue, and there is a wind-blown rape fragrance in the air, which is refreshing. The golden rape blossoms by the lake spread out like carpets under the blue sky, and your heart will involuntarily accelerate and you will be extremely excited, just like a fairyland, which is beautiful.
In a corner of the clear sky, in the distant horizon, there are thin clouds flowing slowly. Bright colors, such as blue canvas, are filled with several white azaleas. In the floating world, it is no longer a cloud after rain. Under the blue and white curtains, the most beautiful pictures in summer are displayed.
I don't know whose call has been ringing here for thousands of years, whose expectation has guarded here for thousands of years, and whose thoughts have flowed here for thousands of years. Qinghai Lake from ancient times to the present, day after day, year after year, is still so blue, beautiful and charming.
The moment I saw the blue waves of Qinghai Lake, I knew: this is the paradise I yearn for, the pure land on earth, yes, the paradise where I can exile my soul. There is no noise of the city, no worldly fame and troubles, no intrigue, no flattery, no impetuousness ..... Only fresh and natural air, green plateau pastures, rippling blue waves and birds flying freely in the vast sky? How I want to have you by my side, sitting by the clear lake and experiencing with you. Cross the river? Poetic, dear, do you really understand my heart?
How many do you think at present? Just this hug, love and hate, there is no need to guess. The story in the wind and the sadness in the rain have stopped the original frivolity. After the sky is high and the clouds are light, all the restless emotions can be safely ended, so that the layers of blooming beauty can inhabit the coolness.
Take a walk and see the scenery. Time flies like water, making the picture of life quiet and indifferent. Listening to the wind, enjoying the flowers and basking in the sun in Qinghai Lake, bloom is full of joy, and the flowers are falling and dying. It is not a kind of bitterness, but an unspeakable beauty. Even though the world is noisy, if you are in Qinghai Lake, there are flowers and songs, and your heart will be clean.
Will be a mark of acacia, full of flowers, sealed with Xia Yun and breeze, and then hidden in the heart, put in a touch of blue in Qinghai Lake. According to the charming time, there will be a touch of warmth in my eyes, and every inch of blank in my heart is filled with love. With the coolness of a breeze, listen and stare, let the wind overflow the sea of hearts, cross the curtain of time, and fill the vague memory, moist, pen and ink, and the agreement between heart and love.
At that time, the shadow of light gently turned into a warm midsummer season, and I gradually filled my thoughts with the quietest lips in layers of waves. At this moment, if you send me a message from far away, I will gently tune your tune, hide a trace of missing in my eyes, and sing the most beautiful Spring Festival with my fingers on the leaves of love.
Close your eyes slightly, and the blue color seeped through your fingers seems to be a distant and irrelevant love, which makes the warmth in rhyme instantly diffuse in your palm. Twist your name into a poem, read you a thousand times with the beauty of blue, and freeze in the distant sky in the farthest emptiness. Nourish the heart with water color, with the fragrance of flower rhyme, write a note on your heart, and let the faint acacia grow into turquoise in blue. Looking for a wisp of wind as a preface, drawing a touch of blue and faint white clouds in my heart as a background, without deliberately leaving blank space or forbearing, I am me, a different fireworks.
Standing by the smoky blue water, it is surprisingly quiet around, behind which is a vast pasture, with white sheep and yaks strolling quietly. In an instant, a feeling of emptiness, vastness and remoteness swept the whole body like electricity. In this way, look at Qinghai Lake quietly and communicate with Qinghai Lake, and then, the whirlpool of emotions will make people unable to extricate themselves instantly.
That year, Na Yue was an unforgettable time in my life. Now, here, I began to write down the most beautiful lovesickness, engraved in my memory and left in the bag of years ..... It looks like the blue peach of the sea from a distance, and its color changes with distance. Bai Ou in Qinghai Lake spread his wings and flew against the clouds, giving this calm lake a spiritual leap. Standing by the lake, I feel the breeze blowing across my face, and I feel an indescribable pleasure and comfort spreading all over my body, inside and outside. Not far away, a boulder stands by the lake. Small waves stir up white waves around, and stones and gravel at the bottom of the lake are clearly visible. Everything here is reminiscent. This is an out-of-touch paradise!