"Tourism will definitely develop here in the future! It's so beautiful!" He Huan said.
"Yes!" Gu Bureau said, "Now the state is also investigating. When the beautiful highway is built, this section of the road will also need to be hardened. Although those houses are habitable, they are old. New houses must be built for them.
They live for free, and then the City of Memory will become prosperous again!"
Qin Huai said: "I started working as a tour guide thirty years ago. At that time, almost no people from our country went to these remote places and didn't understand them at all. And at that time, there were very few people in our country who could afford to travel.
So there were not many tour guides at that time, and there were not many tour guides who could speak English. When we were tour guides, we were indeed respected by people and had the nature of government reception. Because foreigners were given preferential treatment. When they came, they came to the government and the government called you.
Go to the reception.
Many foreigners came with books or photos and asked me to take them to Shangri-La or the Nu River. I would be very surprised at that time, how could they know about these places that I was not familiar with in a distant foreign country!
Later, after taking more tours, I understood. It was precisely because of the entry of missionaries and later the scientific expedition team that many alpine plants, especially rhododendrons, were transplanted in large numbers to Europe.
They were amazed by this beautiful scenery and wrote many travel notes about it. When we were amazed by this secret place, they had already discovered this magical and beautiful place!
Foreigners have known about the Nujiang River, including the northwest area of Yunzhou, earlier than we did. Foreigners discovered many beautiful scenery, such as Tiger Leaping Gorge, Shangri-La, Lugu Lake, and the Nujiang River.
Indeed, places in the Central Plains that we cannot take care of are places where they have frequent activities! First of all, it was because of the entry of missionaries that many foreigners entered Yunzhou in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China.
But after they entered, no matter whether it was Shangri-La, Lijiang, Ninglang or Nujiang, the lives of various ethnic minorities did not change and their status did not improve.
Many foreigners have settled here and even died here because of its beauty. As foreigners, they have a very high status. But we ethnic minorities are still just as poor.
Hundreds of years have passed, and it is not foreigners or God who allow them to live a good life. In the end, it is the country that changes their lives and improves their status! When the country is strong, the people are strong!"
He Huan nodded, the teacher said it well!
Experts also burst into tears after seeing the changes over the years.
An old expert said: "This time we come to Yunzhou, it is indeed much better than when we came before! It is really changing with each passing day!"
Bureau Lu said: "Yes! The church is the most gorgeous house in every village! But the people are still poor! Now the country's border policy towards us is so good! The support is particularly strong!
In the past, many people lived in high mountains and could hardly go out once a year. When going out, they had to carry horses on their backs and walk for several days or months! It takes half a month to walk from Fugong to Liuku! Residents on both sides of the Taiwan Strait can only rely on ziplines.
Cross the river.
Now the country is building roads and bridges, there are bridges everywhere on the Nu River, and zip lines are now tourist projects. The house is also a resettlement house built by the country for free, with all appliances! Let them move it down from the mountain.
The Dulong Tunnel, expressways, and beautiful roads have been under construction. Once the transportation lines are opened, more and more people will come to travel. I think we ethnic minorities in the Nujiang Gorge will definitely sing and dance again!"
The experts were very moved, "Our own land and our own people still have to rely on ourselves! Cultural confidence also requires practical actions! It will definitely get better and better in the future!"
"The key is that this beautiful scenery cannot only be seen by foreigners." He Huan said, "Such a beautiful place is in our country, and it deserves it!"
Everyone looked at the stacked mountains. Other ridges were like knives and axes, but here they formed a gentle slope.
So the small town is also going up, and there are many slopes and bumps. But compared to the steep ridges opposite and around it, this is indeed the only ridge suitable for living.
You can't see the distance at the foot of the mountain. Here, you can see far and far from any angle.
The sun is also embracing this city. I think in the morning, I can watch the undulating sea of clouds in the mountains and valleys!
Liang Ange said: "I don't want to leave!"
Everyone looked at her and expressed their feelings!
The elf opened her beautiful, spiritual eyes and looked at the two leaders pleadingly, "There are so many empty houses, can we stay for one night?"
Who can refuse this?
I really couldn't bear to refuse! Gu Bureau said very embarrassedly: "If it were summer, you could just make do with it for one night. But now it's very cold at night in winter. How dare I let you stay here?"
Liang Ange looked disappointed.
Gu Bureau comforted him again: "The main reason is that there are not many people living here now, and we don't know where to live. I will wait until tourism develops and a hotel is built to stay here."
Liang Ange turned his head in despair and looked at Crown Peak with reluctance, "It must be beautiful to see the sunset here! Can we leave after watching the sunset?"
Chen Ying said: "Okay!"
He Huan was speechless and looked at the experts, who also nodded.
"Then everyone should be hungry. Anyway, there are snacks in the car, so it will be no problem to hold on until the sun goes down. We watched the sunset and then went down the mountain, had something to eat on the roadside, and then rushed to the county town to stay.
Since we can’t find any Nu singers, we’ll stay one night and go to Dulongjiang tomorrow.”
"Okay!" Everyone agreed.
Bureau Gu and Bureau Lu also nodded. They couldn't let their trip go in vain.
Bureau Lu contacted the best hotel in the county. In fact, there were no people in the hotel itself, so I just wanted to say hello to them first.
After leaving the church, everyone continued walking slowly in the alleys and streets, capturing memories of the last century and killing time.
Coronet Peak appears in front of you from time to time, as if to indicate that this is a chosen place.
I have to say that Zhiziluo’s location selection is very good!
After walking around for a while, we arrived at the stadium. Under the rusty basketball stand, a few dogs looked at them indifferently, then lowered their heads to lazily bask in the sun.
The tour around the small town was quickly completed.
He Huan said: "It's still a little early until the sunset, so let's climb to the top of the mountain to see the whole town."
"Okay!" Everyone followed him up the mountain, Director Lu leading the way, Director Gu following behind, and the photographers also raised their cameras to follow.
"The names of Nu River and Nu Mountain were recorded in the Nanzhao period of the Tang Dynasty. They were said to be the land of angry people. The names of these mountains and rivers come from the Nu people. It was long before the Lisu people moved into the Nu River.
Therefore, it can be seen that the Nu people are a permanent ethnic group in the Nu River Gorge. However, now, the Nu people have become a minority among ethnic minorities.
Director Lu is right. Transportation was inconvenient in the past. Today we walked for half a day and it was already very fast. Although we were all in the Nujiang Gorge before, it was not easy to get to another place.
The barriers of mountains and rivers have resulted in separation among the Nu people. The Nu people of Lushui call themselves Nusu, the Nu people of Fugong call themselves Anu, the Nu people of Gongshan call themselves Along, and the Nu people of Lanping call themselves Ruorou.”
"ah!"
"They can't even talk to each other. Their common language is Lisu, because the Lisu people are widely distributed in the Nujiang River Basin and their language is relatively uniform.
And because there are so few people, there are few records about them in history. For example, during the uprising, the Nu people basically followed the Lisu people and passed by."
The experts lowered their heads and climbed up. It seems that it is indeed difficult to find the music of the Nu people.
"But they don't need to talk. When they were in love before, the boy played the pipa and the girl played the mouth strings and sang to each other. They didn't say a word until they got married. They all communicated through music."
"Wow!"
"For a nation that relies on music to communicate, it doesn't sing anymore! Why?" Liang Ange patted his chest, heartbroken.
He Huan smiled and said, "Then let's wait until Zhiziluo develops! Then someone will sing!" Everyone stood on the highest point of the mountain ridge.
The Biluo Snow Mountains and the Gaoligong Mountains are rushing towards you. You can completely see how tightly they squeeze the Nu River. Standing here, people become very small. But they are not sad. Instead, they have a feeling of symbiosis with nature.
Below is the small city from the last century.
Hanging alone on the mountain ridge, it seems as if it has been forgotten by time.
"It's amazing that they were able to find the only gently sloping land to build a city on this high mountain, next to the Nu River!"
"This area now belongs to Fugong, but it used to belong to Bijiang. It turns out that the Nu people who live in this area are also Nusu people."
It was too close from Biluo Snow Mountain to Gaoligong Mountain, and the distance of the sun was also shortened. Soon it set towards Gaoligong Mountain, and the sun moved slowly among the mountains, gently caressing the hard ridge for the last time today.
All the backbones of Biluo Snow Mountain and Gaoligong Mountain stand upright, and the entire canyon is brilliant and blurry!
The people on the mountain ridge were silent, and the cameramen pointed their lenses at the canyon to capture the blur of light and shadow.
The green Nu River turned into a golden river, flowing into the distance.
When the sun left its last light and shadow to his mountain god, he went down the mountain silently. The mountains fell silent and turned from green to dark green.
Everyone was still sitting in silence, reluctant to leave.
Sure enough, the sun did not leave. The undulating mountains were smeared with pink and orange, and it was smeared on Coronet Peak, as if the queen put on an evening dress and was going somewhere to sing and dance.
Liang Ange leaned on Qin Kong's shoulder.
He Huan said: "If you can see Crown Mountain in sunshine, it will be a different kind of beauty."
"I don't want to leave." Liang Ange said.
Everyone laughed and didn't want to leave.
But except for the soft pink hanging on the top of the mountain, half of the slope turned into blue and black.
The canyon is even more bottomless, as if a beast is slowly opening its jagged mouth.
The night in the mountains lasts just a moment after the sun sets!
On this mountain road, we still have to go down the mountain quickly!
Everyone stood up, and the elf was also pulled up by Qin Kong.
Suddenly, a burst of singing came.
Everyone was startled! An ethnic language expert said: "Angry language!"
Bureau Lu also nodded repeatedly.
"Oh!" Everyone was extremely surprised, suppressed their voices, and followed the sound, but no one was there.
It was as if the Biluo Snow Mountain had sung a song for the queen opposite, luring her to come.
No one knew whether the Queen was coming or not, but everyone could not help but follow the sound and walked over.
After climbing over a hill, there was a young man on the hillside singing and pulling grass from the tea garden.
Everyone stood quietly on the hilltop without disturbing him.
Not only did he sing an angry ditty, but it was also very, very, very good!
The experts exchanged looks in surprise, and Liang Ange almost burst into tears!
It feels like the gods in this mountain really heard everyone’s wishes and sent a person to sing the music of nature to them!
The sun had already passed over Gaoligong Mountain, and it was already very dark on the back side of the ridge of Biluo Snow Mountain. After singing for a while, the young man grabbed the backpack, pulled out the cloth belt, put it on his head, and turned around to come up.
Before he could take a step, he suddenly froze below, looking at this group of strangers, and a bunch of long guns and short cannons pointed at him.
Everyone looked at him blankly, thinking he was really sent by God!
So handsome too!
After looking up and down for a while, I realized that the slope of the tea garden was too steep, and there was a bottomless cliff below.
He Huan said quickly: "You come up first."
The young man walked up with a confused look on his face and looked at several cameras and this group of people, who were restrained from head to toe.
Director Lu quickly spoke in Yunzhou dialect: "I am the director of the Fugong Culture and Tourism Bureau, and these are experts in finding ethnic minority music. They came here to have a look, and they heard that you sang well, and everyone listened for a while."
"oh."
The experts couldn't help laughing, it seemed like he was another young man who could sing but not speak!
Gu Bureau asked kindly: "Do you live here?"
The young man nodded.
At this moment, everyone didn't care whether it was dark or not, and they forgot about the cold. They just wanted to catch this young man sent by God.
He Huan is a tour guide and you still have to take care of him! Don’t really give everyone a cold!
He led the little white dragon group down the mountain and walked beside the young man, "My name is He Huan, what's yours?"
Everyone consciously followed behind and gave Xiao Bailong the task of communicating with the young man who couldn't speak.
"My name is Dou Sanzhan."
He Huan said: "Are you from the Feng clan?"
Dou Sanzhan turned to look at him in surprise, He Huan said with a smile: "Douhuo, Nuyu, the Feng clan. Douhuo, now the Feng clan grows tea!"
Dou Sanzhan smiled shyly.
He Huan said: "The Bee clan is a group of bees and snakes that reproduced the female ancestor Mao Yingchong, and Mao Yingchong and tigers and bears reproduced more tribes. At first, the mother-daughter clan system was jointly named, and later the matrilineal clan was replaced by the patrilineal clan.
As clan relations gradually loosened, after liberation, some people directly took the tribe as their surname."
Dou Sanzhan nodded happily and looked at him again, not expecting that he knew their ancient legend so well.
He Huan said: "Because the Nujiang area does not produce sugar, they use wild honey as sugar, and they especially worship bees and honey."
The experts smiled and nodded, having already listened to what he said in the bathhouse.
Seeing that Xiao Bailong knew them so well, Dou Sanzhan also became talkative, "Well, when I was born, I offered three cups of tea to my ancestors and prayed for their blessings, so I called it Dou Sanzhan."
Everyone nodded happily, feeling very interesting.
Find a young guy who can sing and worship his ancestors when he was born! No wonder he can sing their songs!
Everyone is so happy! Their hearts are as sweet as honey!
A group of people looked at him, making Dou Sanzhan feel shy again.
"Did you just sing an angry song?" He Huan asked.
"Um."
"Do you know how to sing a lot of angry songs?"
"Um."
The experts almost screamed, but they were afraid of scaring him.
Walking to the small town below, He Huan looked at the experts and then at Dou Sanzhan, "Can you come with us to the county seat?"
"I want to grow tea." He had already turned around with his backpack on his back and was ready to leave.
"I know! I'll send you back tomorrow!"
Dou Sanzhan looked at the dark sky and said, "I want to go home."
The experts covered their foreheads and did not dare to laugh.
He Huan looked at him, "But we still want to hear you sing again."
Dou Sanzhan looked at the large group of them and said, "There are too many of you. My house can't accommodate you."
Liang Ange laughed first and couldn't help it anymore.