从某一道山梁看出去,红水河就像一条银色的珠链,在远处闪耀着细碎而圣洁的珠光。山梁上,游荡着我们久违的鸟语邢森林的味道,跳动着无数悄悄释放着的神秘声音。这是南丹,一个让人做梦的地方。一位进入过广西西北部的民俗大家,曾无数次地告诉他的朋友,到广西,如果不去南丹,不去看看白裤瑶,一定会后悔很多年。这句话,从此牵住了山外面数不清的等待与渴望。白裤瑶,会是怎样的一个族群呢?他们身上,真的有一种让人如此留恋的原色魅惑吗? 在真正进入白裤瑶区以前,我们首先听到了一位当地朋友的叙述。 Seen from a ridge, the Red River is like a silver bead chain, shining in the distance with a fine and holy pearl. On the mountain, wandering with our long-lost bird Xing forest smell, beating numerous secretly released mysterious voice. This is Nandan, a dream place. A folk who entered the northwest of Guangxi all told his friends numerous times that if he did not go to Nandan and did not look at Baiku Yao, he would regret for many years. This sentence, from here, hold countless waiting outside the mountain and longing. Bai Ku Yao, will be what kind of an ethnic group they really have a kind of people so nostalgic charm of the primary colors? Before the real Baiku Yao area, we first heard the narration of a local friend.