Recall the second trip to Jiuzhaigou

The second time in Jiuzhaigou, walk up again!

Then he recalled and said: Time has passed lightly, the heavens and the earth are leisurely, and the first trip to Jiuzhaigou has come from summer to autumn. Still in 1984, just after October, one day, Chen Qige came back from work and arranged for Li Mei (his daughter) to call me, I had just finished eating and was thinking of going out to smoke a cigarette. In the blink of an eye, I came to the table of the seventh brother, watched the seventh brother pour wine into the cup, and began to say slowly and leisurely: Dongwa, our factory head has been busy during this time, the manpower has begun to tense up, the car of the Second Transport Division is going to help us pull the goods again, they know the address of the forest farm, do you want to go?

As soon as I listened, I began to get excited again, in that era, to go to Aba, it was necessary to buy tickets in advance at Ximen Station, and the number of trains was small, which was very inconvenient. Decided, go again!

This time, I learned the lesson of bringing less clothes to the cold last time, specially put sweaters and hats on, everything was ready, and waited for the car to leave at the door of the furniture factory.

This time a car, the driver of the master is probably surnamed Su, especially do not like to talk, along the way, a day time can not say a few words, the cab atmosphere is dull.

As usual, he still sent me to Jiuzhaigou Goukou, he turned around to go to the forest farm to slowly queue up, and made an appointment to meet at Goukou after the third day to pick me up and take me back to Chengdu.

Beautiful and moving Jiuzhaigou, here I am again! Carrying a bag, go to Find Brother Wang first. When Brother Wang saw me, he was a little surprised, but he was very happy, through the last acquaintance and exchange, the common photography hobby, in my place, he had the opportunity to show it. Those who work to earn money will understand such art, so my arrival has also injected a long-lost freshness into Brother Wang's monotonous and boring days.

After eating together on the construction site, Brother Wang took me around the small place of the ditch, greeted the various staff of the guest house here, and introduced me. Among them, I got to know Tashi at the ticket office at Guangoukou, and everyone lit up their cigarettes, although they couldn't understand the Chinese that Tashi spoke, but they definitely had to pretend to understand, and laughed more.

The next morning, I came to the ticket office alone, got on the jiuzhaigou work van, which was filled with vegetables, meat, and other items, and drove to the Norilang Guest House in the ditch, which was the car that Tashi specially arranged for me to rub, so grateful, as for the tickets, is it not free?

In the early autumn of the Norilang Waterfall, the waves of water pouring down from the pearl beach, imposing, I approached, approached, pressed the shutter again and again, but also always calculated where to shoot, shoot a few places, because it is film, too precious.

Slow and leisurely, on the road, I was alone, walking to the quiet seashore, a large bent tree that fell to the surface of the water, especially reflecting the quiet time in front of me, on the water, the reflection of the mountain, also like the real mountain shadow, up and down, as if it was still, but when the wind blew, everything was messy again.

Looking at the shallow water rushing on Pearl Beach, take off your shoes and step on it. A little water, oh yo, a strong sense of piercing immediately struck, this is snow water oh, but also step on it, step on! For the sake of filming, for the angle, after a few minutes, it feels not cold, adapted, there is a wooden bridge in front, the scenery is particularly good, go over it.

Who knows that this rashly walked up, it slipped in an instant, the camera almost flew out, when it fell to the ground, the eyes were still scratched by the thorns in the water, and the corners of the eyes began to be red and swollen and bleeding, oh, this was wow.

Along the way, stumbling past the Norilang Guest House, asking if there was any medicine here that could be wiped. At that time, the guest house did not have these things at all, and at this time, a girl who was younger than me took out a toothpaste and said that she could wipe it on her eyes, and I even said thank you. The little girl said: Our life car is about to return to the ditch, so you can go with us.

In this way, knowing Miss He, she was managing the commissary at the mouth of the ditch, selling some candy, tobacco, alcohol and the like, and the commissary was her alone, and when people were not there, they closed the door and did not get on time. It is also strange that after the commissary applied toothpaste again, the redness and swelling gradually disappeared, and I did not feel the sting.

The scenery of Jiuzhaigou can't be photographed again, so helpless, then blindly wandering around in this small place at the mouth of the ditch. Brother Wang was not there all the time because of the repair of the hotel affairs, and only gave the people on the construction site to call me when he opened the meal.

Inadvertently, I came to the commissary to buy cigarettes, and I saw a few Tibetan girls, carrying liquor, standing in front of the commissary to drink dryly, which was a bit frightening to me. And He girl gradually became acquainted, she is a native of Nanping County, her home is about 70 kilometers away from this side, she belongs to the staff of the guest house, and she eats and lives in the guest house.

In my photography bag, there was a beautiful metal animal keychain, which was given to Miss He as a small gift. He Girl handed fruit and water, and the atmosphere was a little uncomfortable.

How to thank The Girl Ho? Anyway idle is idle, I propose, I will take a picture of you, color. When Aunt He listened, she told me that she had not yet taken a color photo. Well, just find a place to shoot at the mouth of the ditch.

I remember that Miss He specially wore a small red square kak suit, and we walked along the valley together to the wild reed beach, looking for angles, stop-motion paintings, and photographing under the poplar trees, the stream reflecting the smiling face. I still remember taking pictures, the camera hanging on the tree, ten seconds of selfies, a roll of film, 36 photos, just in this autumn breeze of the painting scene quietly finished.

Time flies, unconsciously, the car that picked me up back to Chengdu also came, farewell, Jiuzhaigou, goodbye, Miss He, I will remember to write to you and send photos. Goodbye, this sincere and simple and dare not warm emotion, decades later, I still remember, I don't know if you will still remember now...