Sigiriya Part3 -The Top

The Sigiriya Gardens are amongst the oldest surviving historic gardens in Asia.

At the first sight, the blue was already different.

At the first sight, the blue was already different.

This poetic image says, you are not on the very top yet.

This poetic image says, not on the very top yet.

A buddha seen from a green roof

A buddha seen from a green roof

Heather Cai on the Top.

Heather Cai on the Top.

One of the great side views.

One of the great side views.

And a corner with great views in the distance.

A corner with great views in the distance.

A different corner with a tree. Under the tree, a couple seemed talking something serious.

A different corner with a tree. Under the tree, a couple seemed talking something serious.

Another side with a dragonfly captured!

Another side with a dragonfly captured!

A hut stood under the blue sky alone.

A hut stood under the blue sky alone.

Some houses spread in the deep jungle.

Some houses spread in the deep jungle.

On the top, people doing all different things.

On the top, people doing all different things.

Shoot the shooter!

Shoot the shooter!

Then the eagle!

Then the eagle with the deep blue!

The weather was changing incredibly.

The weather was changing incredibly.

The other side, still that blue.

The other side, still that blue.

An ancient bed is Not For Sitting!

An ancient bed is Not For Sitting!

A face on a brick...

A face on a brick…

Imagine the king led an army walking through the kingdom.

Imagine the king led an army walking through the kingdom.

Leave before the last blue is swallowed.

Leave before the last blue is swallowed.

The shadow of an eagle stretched out to the unknown.

The shadow of an eagle stretched out to the unknown.

Not on the top but the last look over the old way. In the early 1970s, people took the  old way, breathtaking!

Not on the top but the last look over the old way. In the early 1970s, people took the old way, breathtaking!


Now say Goodbye to Sigiriya and dream on the World’s End! Thank you! 🙂

Sigiriya Part1 -The Approaches

On the road, there are plenty of oxcarts available to take you to the bottom of Sigiriya. Like this one, isn't it beautiful? :-)

On the road, there are some oxcarts to take you to the bottom of Sigiriya. Like this one, isn’t it beautiful? 🙂

Unlike China, in Sri Lanka, the throne is given to the youngest son instead of the elder one. So once upon a time, there was a historical story to Sigiriya. The elder son fought for his fate, killed his father, the king, took the crown away with him to Sigiriya and built up his own kingdom. Until his young brother brought an army to revenge their father, the elder brother lost the battle and killed himself by cutting his throat on the top of Sigiriya. You might imagine the whole Sigiriya was drowned in the blood of blood.

A ticket US$30 for the entrance of Sigiriya, quite expensive(to me) but definitely worths buying it.

A ticket US$30, quite expensive(to me) but definitely worth buying it.

A peacefully beautiful lawn with a little hut in the corner...

A peacefully beautiful lawn with a little hut in the corner…

Read it and feel the history, with the blue sky mirroring on the words.

Read it and feel the history, with the blue sky mirroring on the words.

Just one of the ponds...

Just one of the ponds…

A window of historical site.

A window of historical site.

The lotus leaves zigzagging

The lotus leaves zigzagging

The white lotus flower in the pond.

The white lotus flower in the pond.

My camera zoomed in and from the bottom, it looked like this.

My camera zoomed in from the bottom. You can see the moving shadows of tourists.

Walking on...

Walking on…

Turning my head, a blue sky left behind.

Turning my head, a blue sky left behind.

A heart calved on the stone...

The grasses were shining. And a heart was carved on the stone…

Now going up up the steps for more excitement ahead.

Now going up the gleaming steps for more excitement ahead.

And more steps with more surprise...

And more steps with more surprises…

Taking a rest, and more steps awaiting.

Taking a rest, and more steps awaiting.

A silent corner, a trace of the ancient path and the root of life - where the water ran through.

A silent corner, a trace of the ancient path and the root of life – where the water ran through.

Behind the silence, of course, there were sounds of foot steps and people talking.

Behind the silence, of course, there were sounds of foot steps and people talking.

Looking straight up, a poem appeared in my eyes.

Looking straight up, a poem appeared in my eyes.

In the middle, a mysterious potion of light shone like a face staring at the two giant rocks kissing each other.

In the middle, a mysterious piece of light shone like a face staring at the two giant rocks kissing each other.

Looking down, on the head of the rocks, there are ancient steps fading...

Looking down, on the head of the rocks, there are ancient steps fading…

Seen from a different position, there is a total different view.

Seen from a different position, there is a totally different view.

Another poetic image with beautiful trees behind the ancient wall.

Another poetic image with beautiful trees behind the ancient wall.

Because many places are so comfortable, many dogs were lying worriedlessly and sleeping in peace.

Because many places are so comfortable, many dogs were lying sleeping in peace.

Again, the light makes the  views different.

On the foot, again the light makes the world different.

Looking into the distance, all flat, green and wild.

Looking into the distance, all flat, green and wild.

Right down the foot, there is a natural square to rest before going up to the top and a wild trail to the forest.

Right down at the foot, there is a natural square to rest before going up to the top and a wild trail to the forest.

Now looking down where you climbed up, the view was so beautiful...

Now looking down where you climbed up, the view was so beautiful…


Thank you for appreciating! Sigiriya Part 2 – Way Up is coming soon! 🙂

A Neverland In Yunnan -2014.3

 

China is big and we are a big family!

China is big and we are a big family!

Never thought I would visit Luoping, Bamei, Yuanyang and Jianshui before Lijiang, Dali, Xishuangbanna and Yulong Snow Mountain. A Mangolian painter once suggested me to visit Lijiang first among China before it becomes too commercial. I didn’t listen. Now it seems already too commercial. 😦

The first stop-Luoping. We were told that the rape flowers almost gone when we booked the hotel. However, when we arrived at Jinji Peak, it turned out to be surprisingly beautiful, specially the views when we climbed up to the hills and looked down or looked into the distance.

A bullock cart moving slowly in the fog, seemingly enjoying the rape flowers and the foggy hills nearby.

A bullock cart moving slowly in the fog, seemingly enjoying the rape flowers and the foggy hills nearby.

Windy and chilling it was, yet embraced by the beautifully peaceful views.

Windy and chilling it was, yet embraced by the beautifully peaceful views.

The second stop-Bamei. It’s famous for Wandering Land(世外桃源) by Tao Yuanming in Song Dynasty. Once a pony took you along a mysterious small bumping road with all different peaceful views, you immediately forgot the city and how tired you were. Then a green boat took you into the dark and amazingly quiet Taoyuan Cave. For a moment, I was scared in the complete darkness and quietness with the black shadows moving around me. When someone turned on the torch, found it’s other boats passing by, not ghost. I wondered, how they work in the darkness? When it came to the colorful light through the holes above there, it’s holy that you could see the blue sky with white clouds in shapes like animals, many different reflections on the water and the shapes on the stone. Some like Chinese characters dancing, some like a hot body shaped singer performing, some like skulls, some like fairy lady, some like angel…

 

Bright outside, dark in the cave.

Bright outside, dark in the cave.

When the light shone on the stony wall in the cave, I captured this ghost. Quite scared in the complete darkness and quietness.

When the light shone on the stony wall in the cave, I captured this ghost. Quite scared in the complete darkness and quietness.

When you came out of the Cave, your eyes are suddenly brightened by the wide sceneries with rape flowers, peach blossoms, pear blooming, running river, great mountains and local people moving on the land. Absolutely, a great poem for peace. A cave after another. One in the open air and another with lights. When taking a walk, you felt like you too a part of the poem.

Out of the cave, is a bright beautiful scenery that suddenly enlightened my eyes.

Out of the cave, is a bright beautiful scenery that suddenly enlightened my eyes.

The third stop-Yuanyang. It took us more than 12 hours on the bumping bus to get to Yuanyang for the terraces. At dawn, many tourists already stood on the View Point of Duoyishu to wait for the beautiful sunrise above the terraces from the top of mountains. During the day, the clouds arose the terraces,covered the village gradually and disappeared, then came out again. In the early evening, we came to Azheke for a unique sunset view with all different colors in nature and saw most beautiful iridescent clouds ever. It’s truly amazing when the colors of the light from sunrise or sunset reflected on the water of the terraces. So beautiful.

The reflections in the terraces perfectly matched the hands formed by colorful clouds. In the middle, was the black mountain in the thin white cloud.

The reflections in the terraces perfectly matched the hands formed by colorful clouds. In the middle, was the black mountain in the thin white cloud.

Local Hani Minority children.

Local Hani Minority children.

The fourth stop-Jianshui. It’s an old town. You could see the modern stuff crushed on the ancient elements and amusedly, I felt it very intriguing. Specially, when came to Tuanshan Village, I found each step I moved, it could be the element for any sculptures or inspirations for any artist. You saw the local faces and you felt its culture deeply. Seen most of the women did farm work and house work while many men relaxed somewhere you never knew.

Modern car stopped right before the old broken house and a passenger was sighing...

Modern car stopped right before the old broken house and a passenger was sighing…

An old man was sweeping in the old house which is full of different life elements. Definitely, one of them is Simplicity, very Chinese.

An old man was sweeping in the old house which is full of different life elements. Definitely, one of them is Simplicity, very Chinese.

It’s a contradiction that as long as a place is found as an interesting place to see, before long it would turn out to be a commercial product of money. Once it becomes commercial, the real original beauty seems to lose little by little in silence. This is sad, because we cannot do anything about it. Can we?