Scenery along the way
Walking is never just about the scenery, but more importantly for the experience of another life.
At that time, my heart was nothing, like a wild horse running to a wider grassland, like a bird rushing to a wider sky... That spirit of indomitable and fearlessness seems to be fading with age. The things experienced in the travel life of nearly half a year are undoubtedly like the years that ordinary people have lived, with ups and downs and intriguing. Now I only have deep gratitude and admiration for the past, without the brave you in the past, how to slowly precipitate down the current self, the things that have been experienced by the road have gradually filled life.
Remember how hard it was to turn around the Kailash Sacred Mountain? The next day we continued to take the Ma Pan Yong Mistake and the Ghost Lake Laon Wrong. Ma Pan Yongcuo altitude of 4588 meters is the world's highest freshwater lake, according to legend, this lake is the west of the Queen Mother Yao Pond is located, has always been pilgrims if they can have the privilege of bathing in this lake is a great fortune, the lake water can not only wash away people's spiritual "five poisons" greed and delusion, but also wash away the filth on people's skin. The first time I knew about greed, anger, delusion, and slow doubt, of course, the sister mentioned in the previous part gave me to listen, why it is called the five poisons, it is because all the pain in life in the world comes from these five words. The simple explanation is greed-greed, anger-resentment, delusion-obsession, slowness-arrogance, doubt-jealousy. A closer look at these five words reveals that they are the source of all suffering. You and I are not saints, and we cannot hide from birth, old age, illness and death except greed, anger, delusion, and slow doubt, and if not, then we will also be freed from the suffering of samsara. Let's introduce the ghost lake Laon mistake, the ghost lake Laon mistake and the holy lake Ma Pan Yong mistake only rely on, because it is a saltwater lake, the surrounding grass is not grown, people and animals can not drink, this is probably the reason for the called ghost lake. It is also strange to say that the two lakes are so close to each other, one is refreshing and sweet, the other is bitter and difficult to swallow, the two coexist, do not interfere with each other, and they jointly guard the vicissitudes of these ten thousand years. I have always longed for the sacred mountain and the holy lake, and the blue of Ma Pangyong is absolutely intoxicating.
Mapang Yongcuo
With the unfinished beauty of the holy lake, we went to the Border Town of Puran, the ruins of the Zada Tulinguge Dynasty, to ali's important town of ShiquanHe, originally planned to continue the Xinzang Line to Yecheng, but at that time, the Kashgar riots, buses stopped, private cars did not go, tourists did not dare to go, so decided to simply take an Ali Grand Ring Road, south into the north out. From the Shiquan River, you can walk through Geji, Jieze, Nyima, Bangor, and Namcuo to Lhasa. But when we got to the change, we realized that because the road to Nyima County was so bad that almost no one would go, and it was off-season, but we still wanted to try. I still remember that day we waited at a police station for a long time and did not see a car passing, when we waited to listen to the Tibetan soldiers stationed there to tell local stories, the soldiers in the Ali sentry booth are very enthusiastic, they will help you as much as possible, one of the soldiers He pointed to the mountain behind him and said, There are black bears and wolves in this mountain... Let's not go into the mountains, we have no plans to go into the mountains. At noon I also made them a meal, and they were very happy, and they could feel that their only expectation on weekdays was the tourists who passed by, and they could tell them the stories of the outside world and journey.
Great Gobi
That day, I waited until five o'clock in the afternoon and did not see any cars passing by, and I was ready to sleep at the sentry post, and tomorrow I would return to Geji to take Saga, twenty-two classes, Angren, Lazi, and Shigatse to Lhasa. I didn't expect to have a car to go to Saga at seven o'clock, so I picked up with us by the way, according to the normal 12 o'clock is to arrive, I did not expect that because it was too dark, the road conditions were too bad, not only did I drive the wrong road but also fell into the swamp. At that time, it was more than 11 o'clock in the evening, we were trapped in the deserted Gobi, no cars, no people, the temperature was below zero, and there was a biting cold wind, and the only thing we felt relieved was that the stars were beautiful and the Milky Way was beautiful. There was only one girl in the whole car, and they warmed me up with the rest of their clothes and let me rest on the side. Some of them struggled to turn the jack, some people rushed to the distance to pick up stones and pad under the tires, and then one person throttled and a few other people helped to rescue the car from the wetland, again and again, two hours passed, my whole body kept trembling, my teeth unconsciously fighting each other, if the third time was not successful, we planned that everyone would curl up in the car to warm up and wait for dawn, because it was too cold, it was too dark, I really couldn't see my five fingers, and from time to time I could hear the sound of wolves in the distance. We are afraid of wolves without fear of anything. When they were carrying out the third rescue, I kept silently chanting buddha's blessing, Buddha's blessing, don't trap us in this desolate and long cold night. Finally the third time we succeeded, we breathed a long sigh of relief and immediately drove out of the wetland. In the cold, the movement is relatively slow, and they have to run to the distance to pick up the stones, although they have only tried three times but it took two hours, it was really two hours of suffering, short and long, fortunately did not encounter the wolves.
The road of life is not like this, it cannot always be a smooth road, and it is bound to encounter sudden difficulties. The spectacle of the waterfall is formed when there is no way back; the brilliance of the stars is diffused after the arrival of the night. Balzac said: "The desperate situation is the step of genius, the baptism of believers, the priceless treasure of the able, the bottomless abyss of the weak." ”
Thank you for another desperate occasion.
Flocks of sheep along the way