The Tibetan wild donkeys were discovered by Chen Xing who was dozing off by accident.
"Hey, look, is that a wild donkey?"
Several little creatures looked up at Chen Xing and his car, watching from far to near.
They should be creatures that live in groups, but the group is not very big, there are only seven in total, some are old and some are young, and they look like ponies.
"That's them!"
She had also researched this, thinking about the knowledge found on the Internet encyclopedia, and said: "It looks like a mule or a horse, and is much larger than the average donkey. It is a hidden wild ass, similar to what I saw on the Internet."<
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So, the few people in the car and the wild donkeys all looked at each other until the car drove past.
Chen Xing said: "It's really bigger than the average donkey. Someone told me before that I would encounter a lot of wild donkeys on the way to Ali. I didn't expect to meet them so soon. The locals call them wild donkeys, which is very vivid.
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When they were happily discussing the issue of wild animals in Tibet, Yu Jie suddenly said: "Did Selin make a mistake?"
Everyone looked up and saw something dark blue in the distance from the front of the car.
"It seems so!"
Getting closer and closer, the blue patch is getting bigger and bigger.
Just looking at the size of the lake, everyone was sure that this was Serincuo. They didn't know how far away from the lake they were. They only knew that the road kept going forward, getting closer and closer to the lake.
The road ahead seems to extend all the way into the lake.
Everyone cheered up and the hunger in their stomachs was forgotten.
Yu Jie started to step on the accelerator and accelerate. Driving on this deserted road would have made people feel boring and tired. Only the scenery could cheer him up and temporarily forget his fatigue.
"Boom...boom..."
Seen from behind, they seem to blend into the blue sky.
After continuing to drive for a long time, the asphalt road began to turn, but there was a man-made trail leading to the lake. They drove down from here and continued to the lake in Serinco.
A bunch of waterfowl and wild donkeys were startled on the road.
Hou Xiaoai said: "We have to be careful in a while. I heard that there are bears and wolves on this road, so don't relax your vigilance."
"Is it okay here?" Zhang Lin said.
She looked around. There were mainly waterfowl here, and she wasn't sure what species they were. Then there seemed to be tourists in the distance, but they were much more luxurious over there. There were three cars in total, and she didn't know if they were with them.
Go in the same direction.
Because many people take this road, they like to walk from North Road to Shiquan River, and then take Zhongbei Road back from Shiquan River.
The North Road is the best-built section of the Ngari Ring Road. It is paved with asphalt roads throughout. If the season is right, even a small car will drive well on this road.
Hou Xiaoai likes the lake very much. She is usually a quiet girl with a goddess-like look, but now she is running very fast with the backpack of the drone in one hand and Zhang Lin in the other.
Yu Jie got off the car and felt relaxed and happy looking at the scenery in front of him.
No wonder those people still have to walk this road no matter how hard or tired they are. It would be difficult for all the countries in the world to find a scenery as charming and sacred as Tibet in China.<
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He took out his cigarette case, took one in his mouth, and asked Chen Xing: "Or?"
"No." Chen Xing replied.
He smoked when he was a student, but never got addicted to it, and later stopped smoking altogether.
Watching him light it with a lighter, take a deep breath and spit it out, Chen Xing asked curiously: "How dare you smoke at such a high altitude? Aren't you afraid of altitude sickness?"
"I've been to Tibet so many times, but I'm still afraid of rebels? Are you a rebel?"
"No."
"Isn't this enough?"
The altitude here is 4,500 meters, which is several hundred lower than Namtso. Both of them are people who can sleep well in Namtso, and of course they will not suffer from altitude sickness easily.
Chen Xing looked at the two girls as if admiring the scenery and said: "Did they not sleep well last night? Didn't the girl put on makeup for at least half an hour or an hour? She got up an hour earlier than us.
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"I don't know, but Zhang Lin definitely didn't sleep well."
Yu Jie blew out another puff of smoke and said.
When I saw Zhang Lin in the morning, she was still very energetic, but after breakfast and the replacement, she was half asleep and half awake during the several-hour drive.
Chen Xing looked at the scenery ahead for a while, then returned to the car, picked up the camera, and walked forward.
Too blue.
The nearby area of Selincuo is cyan, but the farther and deeper areas are bluer than the blue sky and bluer than the sea.
Chen Xing has never seen the sea.
It doesn't matter, this is artistic modification.
The waterfowl opened their mouths and screamed, flying over Serincuo. The salty wind blew by. Chen Xing, who had been blowing the warm air in the car for a long time, actually felt a little enjoyment.
Hou Xiaoai started telling stories again, and Chen Xing hurried over to listen.
"Legend has it that there was a devil named Serin who was suppressed by God in this lake because he caused harm to the people. God said, this is your destination, and you must repent here forever."
When Chen Xing saw this blue color that couldn't be removed or diluted, Chen Xing said: "If this is punishment, then I can only say that this god is too kind, or that Serin is too happy."
, what do you think?"
Zhang Lin nodded.
Xiao Ai was a little helpless. What Chen Xing said completely destroyed the atmosphere she created, and she couldn't help but glare at him.
Chen Xing blinked his left eye.
Yu Jie also finished smoking and came over with his camera.
The photos he took will also be posted online, but what he made is different from Chen Xing's. What he wrote was a travel note, and the photos were just for illustration.
Chen Xing has never written a travelogue, photography is his way of telling stories.
At most, add place names to the photos you take.
Chen Xing tried hard to capture the beauty of Lincuo with his camera, but it was really difficult. Even he couldn't fully express the charm of this lake. What kind of blue is this?
The sky is eclipsed by the blue blended by the best painters.
Coupled with the altitude where he is located, there is no problem in calling this the realm of the sky.
40 minutes later, everyone returned to the car.
There is no village or shop here, and there is no place to eat lunch, so we made four buckets of instant noodles. Everyone sat on the front hood of the car and ate in the wind.
When I left, I saw a yak walking by the lake. The yak was covered in long black hair and was only ten centimeters above the ground. It only had white hair on its face, which made it look like a panda.
It's so sacred that I don't say anything, I don't move, I just watch you leave quietly.
Back in the car, Chen Xing looked at the photos he took.
There is no picture that is not beautiful.
Chen Xing found a random picture and sent it to his circle of friends, saying:
"The scenery I have seen while traveling thousands of miles is something I cannot describe even if I read thousands of books."
