In these years of travel, Kanas is the place that left the deepest memory in me.
It is not only the beautiful scenery, but more importantly, it is an unforgettable experience.
It was early autumn when we went to Kanas that year.
After visiting the lake area, we decided to stay here for a longer time.
There is an armed police guest house near the lake area.
This place is generally not open to the public.
We also bumped into it by mistake, but fortunately there were people there.
It's small, but it's still liveable.
It's very cold and hideous at night in the Lake District.
When I sleep, I cover myself with two layers of quilts, and the sunshine is abundant and it's much warmer.
Local residents often bring a lot of dried fruits to the armed police officers and soldiers, and then they put the dried fruits to dry in the courtyard of the guest house.
Occasionally, they come over to get some to eat.
Of course, they will also take the initiative to invite you to taste them.
I like chatting with local residents.
Not only can I hear a lot about the customs and customs of the people, but I can also gain some unexpected benefits during the chat.
There is a family living near the guest house, consisting of three generations.
The grandfather is very hospitable.
We chatted with him.
Although we only met by chance, he brought out a lot of homemade food to entertain us.
The old man often talks about Kanas when he was a child, and the most important thing is that he mentions the place "Holy Spring".
The old man's description aroused great interest in me, and looking for the holy spring is also the craziest thing I have ever done so far.
The holy spring is a spring that local people believe in very much.
People often walk there to worship and make wishes.
In order to save time, the old man lent me his horse and asked his grandson to act as my guide.
The child’s name is Elken.
Because his hair is curly, I like to call him Maomao.
The horse whipped and galloped all the way over the mountains and ridges.
The surrounding scenery was ups and downs.
When passing through the swamp, the horse's posture sometimes went up and sometimes down, which really made me sweat.
Not far from the holy spring, horses can no longer pass.
There are strange branches growing in front of them.
It is strange to say that after passing through the strange forest and approaching the holy spring, the trees are tall and tall, and a road emerges in the middle.
Suddenly, it becomes clear, but It is not laid manually.
The Holy Spring is a spring eye with a diameter of about half a meter.
The water is extremely clear.
What is very interesting is that when you make a sound, the water in the spring eye will create waves and become crystal clear.
As the frequency of the sound increases, the water splash will speed up or slow down, which is very magical.
In the eyes of the locals, the spring here is sacred, and the surrounding trees are also covered with small signs for people to make wishes.
Unconsciously, it was getting late, and suddenly there was a sound in the surrounding woods.
Maomao said that there was a big bear here, so he got on his horse and returned without saying a word.
Later, when telling travel stories to others, the experience of searching for the holy spring would often be part of my repertoire, and I could tell it with gusto every time
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