一路颠簸。终于禾木近在咫尺。同行的人都呼喊起来,眼前的山谷层林尽染,不同的树种呈现出不同的色彩,红的、黄的、绿的,一团团、一簇簇,远远地扑入眼帘,仿佛一幅看不尽的油画巨作。大家纷纷拿出器材,恨不得把每一棵树都揽入镜头。直到夜幕降临,谷底的木屋升起炊烟,方才意犹未尽地歇手。大家商议了一下,决定留宿此处第二天接着拍。几个人住进一对年轻的哈萨克族夫妇家。木屋里的土灶烧着木柴,摇曳的火光让人感觉温暖。炕上铺着哈萨克 Bumps along the way. Hemu finally close at hand. People of the same line shouted, the front of the valley storied to make dye, different tree species showing a different color, red, yellow, green, a mass, a bunch, far into the eyes, as if a look Endless painting masterpiece. We have come up with equipment, can not wait to embrace each tree into the camera. Until the night fell, the bottom of the wooden hut rise smoke, just had enough to rest. We deliberated a moment, decided to stay here and then shot the next day. A few people live in a young Kazak couple. Wood stove in the wood burning firewood, swaying fire makes people feel warm. The kang covered with Kazakh