The moth put out the fire because the possessed wolf climbed the mountain to find the sun.

Photo: 20 10 10. Sunrise on the mountain near Qinghai Lake.

I hesitated whether to choose the beautiful sunrise in Qinghai Lake or to cover the back of the sun by myself.

Qinghai is the place where my father stayed when he was young, and it is also the place where my father always talks about memories. For me, Qinghai has become a yearning place. When I come to Qinghai, I always go to Qinghai Lake. I organized a few friends to rent a 7-seater commercial vehicle in Xiliangyi, a well-known youth hostel in Xining, and started a two-day tour of Qinghai Lake with a driver. It's the first time I know that traveling can be like this.

On the first night, I stayed in a hotel near Qinghai Lake, where my peers once lived. Although the sun rises and sets every day, the sun in a strange place always looks particularly beautiful. People are willing to get up early for her, just to praise the rising sun in the east and the sunset in the west. It is imperative to watch the sunrise in Qinghai Lake. There are two ways to watch the sunrise in Qinghai Lake: pacing to the lake to watch the sun rise from the lake or climbing to the mountain to watch the sun rise from the lake. Consciously young, the mountain is less than the naked eye. In order to enjoy the sunrise better, we chose the latter. In this way, the story in the photo happened.

Get up at 4 am, and the whole world is still dark. Four women and three men walked up the mountain carefully with the faint light of Nokia and the roar of Tibetan mastiff. Because I didn't explore the road in advance the day before, out of awe of Tibetan mastiff, I didn't dare to pass others, so I had to detour up the mountain along the road. June+10, 5438, Qinghai was already very cold, and the altitude of Qinghai Lake was 3000m m, so climbing the mountain was actually a very painful thing: wearing a mask, unable to breathe, not wearing a mask, and the cold wind blew my throat. At first, everyone laughed and walked up together. Slowly, as the sky brightened, they climbed mountain after mountain. Every time they think they are approaching the top of the mountain, they find mountains and valleys hidden between them like wavy lines. The boys with physical strength couldn't stand it anymore, so they ran together in the competition, but the girls couldn't keep up, so they took pictures while walking and gave up the idea of climbing to the top.

I used to be stubborn, so I didn't want to give up and leave the girls, but I couldn't catch up with the boys and left alone. At first, I could see the girls taking pictures. Finally, I was the only one walking painfully on the empty yellow grass. I still remember what I kept telling myself, "I can stand tall and see far. I can stand on the mountain together and watch the sun rise. I will definitely catch up with them. I will stand higher before the sun rises." Looking up at the top of the mountain, I struggled forward and finally saw the boys slowly. When I was a little far away from them, someone shouted, "Look, the sun is rising!" " "Looking back at the lake, I cried with a smile. I feel wronged in my heart, ill in my body, excited, proud of my persistence, and sorry for not being able to catch up ... It is a complicated and unspeakable mood.

"Moths put out the fire because possessed wolves climb mountains to find the sun" is what I saw the other day when I was sorting out My Talk. I used to like it very much, but I don't remember which book I read this sentence, but I only remember myself on the mountain.

The story naturally doesn't end like this. After watching the sunrise and taking a group photo, the four of us felt close to the snow-capped mountains and wanted to go up again. So, we walked for another three or four hours and climbed one mountain after another. Plants have changed from yellow grass to needles, and the road on the ground has changed from a flat road to a path that is difficult for cattle and horses to walk. We're still on our way. Finally, because of time, I had to give up and go up. 1 1 arrived at the hotel just over an hour later.

This road is too tired and difficult to walk. The moment I decided to go down the mountain, I knew that even if I came back here again in my life, this road would never go again, and the snow on that snowy mountain would never have a chance to touch it again. Life is like this, some roads really only go once in a lifetime.