本帖最后由 机械驴 于 2015-2-10 16:46 编辑  The winter in Qinghai is definitely cold but serene. Since I read a book called Different Traveler. I was impressed by the frozen Qinghai Lake and desperate to go! Finally I got the chance. It was 8th February, I arrived in Qinghai Lake and company with a group of team. The sky was clear and touchable with the cloud that hovered like feather above my head. I stood on the frozen ice surface enjoy the peace of my mind. Suddenly a burst of laughter broke down it! I opened my eyes and saw two fishing-boats anchor on the lake. Our people were shooting on the boats. I thought that's the travel should be. We were surprised and excited on everything. We were encouraged by each other. We broadened the mind and gradually grown up. We were heading to the South after the shooting on the boats and begin the traversing of the frozen lake. Walking on the ice wasn't easy as I thought. Wearing the crampon and keep warm is really important . At beginning I didn't get used to the piercingly cold wind. It make me feel a little bit pain of my cheek, just when I was worry about my skin will turn into the Plateau Red. I notice that the iced lake flicker the light of blue-green, as though a huge jewel with thin snow covered on. I was so exciting that I forgot the pain of my face,and also firmed the determination to walk on. Walking about two hours and feel hungry. So we found a place which seemed 'safe' so that we won't drop into the lake when we were enjoy our lunch time.(just kidding!!!! Actually the lake was extremely frozen, so everywhere is safe) the lunch is totally warm and sweet. We sit around together and share with each other the food which we prepared last night. I bet no matter what we ate, it was the best lunch we ever have! Filled our belly, boys come up an idea which took off their clothes and lying on the ice playing like children. Lunch time ending in the laugh! It was about afternoon, we decided to walk eastward. The lake iced differently, it was became difficult to walk. Many pieces of ices combined together formed rough path with the different shapes of snow. So we used our imagination to describe those thin snow and distracted attention from the tiredness. As we get closed to the edge of the lake, I was exhausted but not willing to leave. The scenery became the hills from the ice. We look back the frozen lake was shrouded in a piece of glass mists. Well, the journey's end. Perhaps life sometimes is same with this journey. Bitter Sweet! For better for worse, we still get the best view when we looked back, even when we already arrived at the destination of the journey! 8th February,2015 Written by Yvonne |
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