? July 29th morning 8:00 departure, over the Tianshan Mountain from Barkun all the way to the north stop and go, via Mubi, the old Qitai which navigation error detour waste of 1 hour, our line of 10 people after 10 hours of long-distance trekking finally arrived in JiangBuLake. From the scenic area opens in 2 hours, coincidentally, the car is no oil! Waiting for gas in the town of half a ditch gap, buy tickets and open the resort Kazakh young people negotiate both, 8 o'clock scenic area open, in the Kazakh young people under the leadership of our smooth march.
The day was a little gloomy, clouds floating on top of the mountain, a piece of wheat field set in the sky like a dream, golden wheat waves tumbling, extending like a colorful carpet ...... near the dark green wheat waving, and then far away surrounded by mountains, and then close to the pine forest dipping.
This 200,000 acres of wheat fields planted in the mountains at an altitude of 1700 meters. Jiangbrak this magical fertile land by the State Ministry of Agriculture as the world: the highest, largest wheat field laurels.Without realizing that night falls, the yurts are as bright and clean as home. Hand-held meat, chicken, roast meat, original flavor, wine and milk tea, a day of fatigue is swept away. Especially mutton soup meat but not greasy, mellow fragrance, a bowl of hot soup suddenly feel refreshed. These are self-produced pure green food, we taste the food also did not forget to praise the Kazakh youth, simple young man fell more and more shy, making us laugh. The company has been into the night, the companions carrying songs and dances after the fun has not gone, so crazy once for their own, more grassland charming night color.
In order to see the sunrise we deliberately get up early, the grassland in the morning every place exudes a charming atmosphere, even stained with cow dung flowers are also full of vitality. The morning breeze, a little shady, soft sunshine spread - silver, green, yellow, purple ...... like a rainbow bridge across the sky! I lazily bathed, trying to reach out and drag the sun, the sun mischievously fell into the palm of the hand and no trace.
The sky is like a dome covering the blue field, the grassland opened its vast arms to meet the guests from afar, the cows and sheep mooing cheerfully, the quiet grassland boiled!
? After breakfast we started the real trip, JiangBuLaKe*** there are 14 scenic group 29 attractions. These attractions to be able to enjoy a day's time is not enough. Due to the tight return time, we had to go all the way by car.
? The flower sea attractions is a major highlight of JiangBuLaKe, 6, July a variety of wildflowers all over the place, birds and flowers, beautiful purple and red, like heaven on earth! At the end of July, most of the flowers have passed the peak period, late blooming flowers sporadically dotted or green or yellow wheat field.
Standing at a high place to look down - the beauty of the sea of flowers at a glance, especially "Qitai Flour" a few big words in the wheat wave is particularly eye-catching, can not help but secretly marvel at the horticulturalists ingenuity. If the wheat field at the top of the mountain is a mirage, then this wheat field is a treasure bowl. The wheat fields are not only different in color, but also in a staggered pattern, depending on the mountainous terrain. The curved paths echo the bright colors on both sides. I do not care to enjoy the scenery, hurriedly shouted: companion photo. She also quite tacit understanding so the camera left a wonderful eternal moment. Oncoming husband and photographed the two of us all the way crazy snapshot of the look. Under the mountain tourists wheat sea cover, the mountain we seem to float in the sky, "JiangBuLac I come! --I can not help but call out loud, the valley echo, wheat set off a thousand waves of wow - wow - wow - wow - wow - wow. ...... nature's stage slowly pulled open - here to listen to the sea and the fields tell the legend of the earth, heaven and earth in one, serene and far-reaching. The plowed wheat field is a landscape, full of wheat ears is also a touch of beautiful, no matter how happy or sad, meet is beautiful, come through is eternal.The wheat is almost 50cm long, gently peeled with the outer layer of the golden yellow, contained in the mouth, slowly chewing, a fragrance into the spleen. Head down to touch, it pointed whiskers provoke my feelings, can not help but have the urge to kiss him, closed his eyes, shyly smiling. Hi! Hubby - you - really bad! I actually found out the end, secretly photographed ...... walking tired of the five of us casually sitting on the steps of the trestle to rest, and was captured by the husband in the camera ...... Oh warm man - true to his name ah!
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? Not my husband urged me and my companion still do not want to go, leave the flower sea son, we came to JiangBuLai Grand Canyon, a deep gully dangerous ravine, both sides of the mountain was split into two halves, the valley is secluded, unfathomable, it is said that there is a beautiful legend here. Standing by the railing to take pictures behind is an abyss of ten thousand feet, a little inattention will fall down. A sea of purple flowers in the lowlands of the trestle, we are so happy, just now the aftermath of the palpitations are still there, can not help but look into the canyon, more creepy.
In the afternoon in the yurt nap, the spirit of doubled, intends to go out for a walk, the Kazakh young man's brother to lead the way. Through the back garden of his home, a small road to the southwest, the mountain road is narrow, only room for one person, the mountain forests are abrupt and dense, jagged rocks, eerie. I do not dare to follow, to return to the yurt, Kazakhstan young brother waved at us, curiosity drove us to grope and walk, about twenty minutes to walk clear.
When the top of the mountain, a glimpse of the mountains. The snowy mountains in the distance seem to give the rolling hills a silver edge, and the footsteps of the clouds are free to roam. The mountains are green, the wheat field is green, the grassland is also green, like only with the ink line outline without green rendering of Chinese paintings like everywhere green color flow.
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"Click, click, click," we change the shape of the photo for fear of missing the beautiful scenery. An eagle also rushed to join in the fun in our head and kept circling, the flock is more joyful a moment on the hill, a moment and down the hill, the shepherd's yell came, the flock quickly gathered, accompanied by the road home, leaving a long shadow and grass intimacy. My shadow also broke into the shot, like another self.? A piece of fire clouds reflect the red half of the sky, wheat fields, yurts, the sea of forests, we ...... are dyed gold.
It rained this night, and the mountain rain also stuck to the aura, hard to be reluctant to leave us? The rain exploded in the top of the yurt. Getting up in the middle of the night, a dark phantom in the fluttering, scared me out of color, and hurriedly turned off the cell phone light. The rain in the mountains to say also strange, just now or clattering, this will be silent, I sleep, closed eyes quietly listening to the rain, the rain like a serenade slowly moisturized ...... this time thinking of someone or something or depicting a long-desired picture, let the thoughts gallop.
Early in the morning to the rain moist grass cool and gentle, the air is mixed with the aroma of the soil, the old cow happily flicked his tail, the Kazakh young man urchin bare little belly ...... JiangBuLaKe's every place is so fresh and lovely.
? People marvel at the magic of Jiangbrak grasslands, but lies in the many beautiful mythological stories, in the majestic East Tianshan Mountain nurtured by a side of the soil and water, in the hard-working and simple Kazakh people for generations to flourish.
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