Rebirth of top photographers

Chapter 197 The poetic Yellow River is colorful
The repair work of Feiming LG810 was unexpectedly troublesome.

According to the judgment of the headquarters engineer, there should be a problem with one of the components. After all, this camera is an engineering machine and is not very stable.

So in order to repair it, Chen Pingsheng took it to the capital.

After spending half a day replacing one component, sure enough, the camera was turned back on and the photos inside were intact.

This also made Chen Pingsheng feel that this thing was really not a good idea.

If it were medium format digital, there would not be so many troubles.

If it were a large-format film, the mechanical structure would not be so difficult to repair.

Chen Pingsheng returned to the road again after three days and continued driving.

And along the way, he saw many wonderful sights.

There is a shoal surrounded by the Yellow River, which forms the shape of a hook when viewed from a high place. There are also children running on it with bare feet to step on the dirt and play.

There are decayed highway billboards, standing alone on the light yellow land, waiting for repairs and renovations by workers.

There are also burning reeds, leaving large black traces on the ground. Thick smoke flows into the sky, carrying a pungent smell, driving away pedestrians and mosquitoes.

With the blessing of gloomy weather, these pictures and the earth-yellow environment set off the wonderful and poetic scenery along the Yellow River.

Chen Pingsheng was fascinated by it and took his camera to record it one by one.

By the time he drove to the last section of the road, it was already the end of March.

Maduo County is the only way to the source of the Yellow River.

Maduo also means the source of the Yellow River in Tibetan.

The terrain here slopes from northwest to southeast, with an altitude between 4500 and 5000 meters. In order to cope with possible altitude sickness, Chen Pingsheng specially prepared many portable oxygen bottles.

Fortunately, after arriving here, he had no reaction yet.

Chen Pingsheng replenished the water source here, and after fully charging the camera battery, he drove along the road to the real source.

The temperature at this time was very cool, and there was a drizzle of rain in the sky. Chen Pingsheng knew that he would not be able to take pictures today, so he could only look for a location where he could take pictures.

Since arriving here, it has rained every two days, even more frequently than in South China.

Chen Pingsheng's filming progress was delayed like this.

But there is nothing we can do, the prayer music box is really helpless in the face of this kind of weather.

Chen Pingsheng could only pray that the endless drizzle would stop and give him some time to take pictures.

Fortunately, the whole work is coming to an end.

"Beiliu Huohuo" is not a tome-sized work. It only has a few dozen photos in total. If it is not meant to be taken in one go, it can actually be taken occasionally when traveling.

But Chen Pingsheng feels that it is not bad now. He enjoys the feeling of being on the road. This experience of pursuing the source of the civilization basin and photographing the past scenery along the way is very valuable.

Even though he suffered many accidents during this journey.

Chen Pingsheng didn't feel that his choice was wrong.

Staying away from the hustle and bustle of the world, you can better feel the rhythm of nature and the poetry bred in life.

Everyone is a poet.

Chen Pingsheng sat on the light yellow sand, looking at the burning wood in front of him, with the tent and car set up behind him.

The rain had stopped, but the weather did not allow taking pictures, so he could only camp at the chosen shooting location.

Across a hillside from here, beside the Yellow River, there is a fish pond surrounded by green fishing nets.

The river there is completely free of filth and is crystal clear. The large area of ​​river water is like amber, embedded in the center of the desert, giving people a sense of tranquility and distance.

Because of this scene, he decided to stay here and wait until tomorrow to take pictures.

Chen Pingsheng prayed silently to the prayer music box until he heard the passionate music and knew that he had succeeded again this time.

He stood up and watched the sun set before his eyes and disappear at the end of the desert.

The orange color also dissipated between the sky and the earth with the setting sun, leaving only the dark blue night sky and countless bright stars shining above his head.

This is a scene you would never see on a daily basis.

Chen Pingsheng took out his medium format, took a few photos of the starry sky and desert, and then posted them on the photo circle.

It is often said that beautiful scenery can cleanse the soul and heal the wounds suffered by people.

Chen Pingsheng thinks this is true, but what is more accurate is that when people look at such a beautiful scene, they will naturally relax their spirits and throw away all the worries they usually have.

After all, it is difficult for human beings to face their messy hearts and let go of everything.

Therefore, people who travel frequently tend to be more open-minded and can see things more broadly.

But he is talking about those who really travel for the beautiful scenery, not those who follow the large army to the Internet celebrity city and live as short video special forces.

It can only be said that there are advantages and disadvantages. The short video of Internet celebrity check-in has solved people's confusion about where to go when traveling.

But it also makes people lose the fun of exploration.

For Chen Pingsheng, the purpose of traveling is not to see the scenic spots that are highly praised by people, nor to eat at restaurants where people queue for hours.

Instead, follow the footsteps of humanity, explore the real life of this city, and try to integrate into it.

Chen Pingsheng spread a blanket on the sand and lay on his back to admire the stars. Such beautiful scenery was a surprise during his journey and a reward from God.

the next day.

Carrying a fishing net and wearing boots, the fishermen walked over from the other side of the mountain and came to the fish pond they fenced to see whether the fry inside were growing vigorously.

He also held a long bamboo pole in his hand, which he used as a harpoon.

And while he was diligently taking care of the fry, he suddenly heard a crisp sound from the distance. "Crack!"

When he looked back, he only saw a young man waving hello to him.

"boom!"

The sound of the car's engine became the main theme on the road. Chen Pingsheng suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette for some reason.

Maybe it looks better this way.

But he looked at the cigarette case and put the idea aside.

Sometimes, don’t pick things up easily, otherwise you will fall into an endless cycle of picking up and putting them down.

Smoke is like this, and so are feelings.

Looking at the map, he was getting closer and closer to the source, and the road was becoming increasingly difficult to drive.

Even the air in his lungs seemed to be getting thinner.

Chen Pingsheng had to pick up a tank of oxygen and take a few sips of oxygen before he calmed down.

He knew that the area ahead was his limit and he could not go any further, otherwise his body would easily be unable to bear it.

So he turned the steering wheel and circled around to see if there was anything worth photographing, but he actually saw something like a mirage.

"Pa!" He closed the car door and looked into the distance with a frown.

In front of him was a yellow-green land, and further away was a sky shrouded in white mist.

But what is surprising is that at the intersection of yellow-green and white mist, there is an artificial landscape similar to a rockery placed there.

More importantly, it was so huge, even several times larger than the rockery he saw not long ago, that the pavilion at its peak seemed extremely small.

"What is this?" Chen Pingsheng was a little doubtful whether he was really on the earth. After looking at it for a while, he set up his camera and took a few photos.

Then he drove towards it, wanting to explore whether it was a real rockery or just a mirage.

However, as he continued to get closer, when he saw the real shadow under the rockery, he felt even more shocked.

Why are the rockeries placed here?

He didn't understand. There were no signs of other people's activities around here. It looked too mysterious.

Just like that huge Buddha head.

But compared to the Buddha's head, this rockery looks more abrupt, as if it was moved here by some mysterious being.

But Chen Pingsheng thought for a while and felt that maybe the rockery was abandoned here for some reason.

Like the dome of the Buddhist building behind the abandoned house.

The level of garbage thrown by human beings is often beyond the imagination of normal people.

But no matter what, this is a very worthy shot, poetic and full of mystery.

Chen Pingsheng wants to find more scenes like this.

So this turn lasted three days.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he searched, he could not find a similar picture.

Fortunately, his work has been filmed.

Now all it takes is one photo to call it a day.

Chen Pingsheng is now sitting on a small slope in the desert, looking at the trajectory of the pale yellow desert extending along the white sky.

He was waiting, although he didn't know exactly what he was waiting for.

He only knew that he had to wait for a change, one that would touch people's hearts and give the picture a poetic touch.

Coincidentally, after waiting for a long time, three children suddenly walked over from a distance.

They didn't see Chen Pingsheng because he was standing far away, and the children were playing and laughing with each other. Their red and white clothes were particularly conspicuous in the unchanging yellow desert.

Chen Pingsheng knew that such a moment had finally arrived.

So he followed the children's steps and moved in parallel.

It wasn't until more than ten minutes later that the children seemed to have had enough and stopped moving.

And Chen Pingsheng here is indeed a little tired. After all, he is still carrying a thirty-pound camera and a ten-pound tripod.

Seeing three children sitting in the desert with their backs to him, Chen Pingsheng immediately set up the Feiming LG810.

The silent monster is aimed at the children, and it is about to roar its last roar in the desert.

"Crack!"

As expected, the sound of the shutter alarmed the children. They stood up with some confusion and looked at Chen Pingsheng.

Chen Pingsheng looked at them and waved.

Soon, the children who came over happily ate the candies given by Chen Pingsheng.

He also sent several children back to the village along the way.

At the kind invitation of the villagers, Chen Pingsheng had a meal of the most primitive mutton pilaf with them.

While sighing at their enthusiasm, he looked at the wine glass in his hand.

"It's time to go home."

Chen Pingsheng smiled, then drank it all in one gulp, and then, with the persuasion of the village elder brother, he happily poured himself another glass.

(End of this chapter)