To be precise, the several blue lakes that can be seen by the side of langkazi county are not yangzhuo lake in the traditional sense. They are not connected with yanghu lake. We are accustomed to call them “yanghu inner lake”. Usually we pass by the roadside these several small lakes, feel ordinary, that is because the station is not high enough. This time, we drove to the lake and flew a drone to look down on it. The painting changed immediately. There were dozens of large and small circular potholes around the lake, some of which were almost perfect. In the shallow, blue-green waters, the topography and aquatic plants outline many zigzled lines, like a painted plane structure; Upstream zhenjiu lake along the dark red mountain hundreds of times flow down, and enrich the color and line of this god canvas……

This is the real scenery of big sheep lake, which is just one side of the lake. The sheep lake is also very beautiful in the convenient place for visitors to see, but it is only 1% of the sheep lake. Only in the depth of the sheep lake hinterland, can truly feel the shape of the coral plateau holy lake charm.

Leave the empty mother wrong, we along the wrong bank of the lake. All the way with blue, big big white clouds accompanied by the lake meadow cattle and sheep walk, cool breeze with the natural aroma from the car window…… A burst of happiness. What we were looking for was a secret ferry crossing on the yanghu lake for worshippers of the buddhist dynasty to a temple on an island in the lake. I had heard of this ferry several years ago, and had come to look for it twice. But once I failed to find it because of the bad weather, and once my friend’s old car broke down. With good weather and good car support, I am sure we will get what we want.

Car to za township, temporarily leave the blue, the front is a landscape like the earth forest. But soon after crossing a small mountain pass, I met the blue again, this time the blue is the blue sheep lake. This is a relatively wide area of the yanghu lake. The shoreline of the lake marks several graceful coves, and there are several islands in the middle of the lake. The scene is like the seaside of a tropical island country.

This is the ferry we’re looking for. A natural dam in the shape of a boa constrictor’s head forms an inlet, and the ferry is located just inside the snake’s gaping mouth. There are four ferries, ranging from old wooden flatboats to covered iron boats like those used in the scenic area. The lake was quiet, and the ferry seemed to float on a blue void. It was the shoals of fish in the lake that broke the illusion of emptiness. This is the unique “naked highland carp” in the plateau lake. They are all quite big. Some are as long as the arms of adults. Very tasty… Sin sin sin…

Ferries leave at irregular times, waiting for waves of people to come before they go together. It was not long before the young man in charge of the boat set out with a dozen of us. For the first time in our lives in Tibet, on such a wonderful sheep lake boat, we are quite excited. Put on your life jacket and sit on the wooden board between the beams of the boat. The other passengers also sat down, laughing and joking. Among the passengers were two nuns who had come from other temples to visit Buddha, several old amahs who kept smiling at us, and two sets of father and son, apparently for the first time in a boat, holding selfie sticks and taking parent-child selfies. A temple official sitting next to a dozen barrels of drinking water in the bow said the lake was a salt water lake, and there was no way to drink it even if you dug a well on the island, nor any mountain spring, so you had to ship fresh water to the island. Behind the beautiful scenery, there are also many difficulties that we can’t see.

Despite the shadow of blowing up a ship at sea, I flew the drone carefully. After all, to experience such a scene, it is only a few times in my life. In the third person’s view, the ferryboat sails inexorably into the blue, and the reflected sunlight makes the boat seem to melt into the blue. At this moment, countless classic movie images flashed in my mind, such as life of PI, the pianist on the sea, blue sea and blue sky… But these pictures are not enough to express our feelings floating on the blue lake. Perhaps it is only through experience that we can empathize.

Landing on the island, we followed the buddhist believers into the temple to visit. Temple is not big, named “yongbu temple”, back mountain water, the geographical location can be said to be very good. Stand in the window of the second floor of the main hall to look out, a blue lining temple roof gold falun, the lake view invincible. Sitting on the lakeside path, I turned my head to see a human skull on a rock behind me, with two deep eye holes facing the lake. In the outback, I think I would have jumped out of my skin. But in Tibet, such images have long been used to. This is the view of life and death in Tibet. Say, I still have a little envy, hope oneself one day dead, can keep watch over sheep lake like this all the time, that is my fortune…

On the way back, we stopped at gangbala pass to watch the sunset. At this time there are no visitors, except for the whir of the late wind, very quiet around. Yanghu lake water in the light and shade into a variety of blue, lake highland barley green and rape yellow, after a rain in the late. The view may be too clock-in, but it’s also a gateway. Sheep lake precipitation thousands of years of blue, will continue to pure. Through this “blue gate”, we continue to search for the customs and culture of Tibet and measure the breadth of life.