This place of Metuo was learned from his son, that year when his son was in the first year of junior high school, he bought a copy of Anne's baby "Lotus" to watch, after reading it, he excitedly said to me: "Mother wait for me to grow up, I want to go to Metuo to teach." I looked at him doubtfully, and later I learned from his post-reading feeling about "Lotus" published in the Lanzhou Morning Post that the protagonist of the story had become a volunteer teacher in the holy land of Metuo.
During the time of watching "Lotus", my son told me from time to time about the place of Motuo, mysterious, beautiful, and full of temptation for him. Now that he is in graduate school, his heart is on going to Metuo.
In this way, I am also full of longing for Mo Tuo. So from Bomi to Mede, my heart was filled with a kind of anticipation and joy.
Metuo is the last county town in China to pass the highway, the road is not good, so it is difficult to enter without off-road vehicles, and every time bomi will be replaced by a local off-road vehicle to enter the mysterious metuo.
Not far from Bomi, I came across a meadow, the distant mountains looming in the clouds, and the refreshing air that came from the car was refreshing, which made people feel excited. The dew on the grass shone brightly in the sun. We jumped happily on the grass, and the cattle in the distance quietly nibbled on the grass. They don't know that living in this land, they are already blind to everything here, and we are rejoicing, and we have come thousands of miles to see the mountains and waters here.
Not far ahead, you will reach the Galonla Snow Mountain. Blue sky, under the white clouds, the white snow mountain is high and straight into the clouds, and the foot of the snow mountain is still green grass and grass.
After the Galangla Tunnel to the Metuo Boundary, all the way to the altitude drop, dense vegetation, a variety of ferns grow more than one person tall, that lush feeling makes people feel the humidity of subtropical, and everywhere you can see plantains, oranges, passion fruit and other tropical plants, let you feel confused, is this Tibet?
And you can see the waterfall at any time along the way, the big waterfall is connected to the small waterfall, the small waterfall is followed by the big waterfall, under the sunlight, the waterfall is like a pearl splash, and the crystal is shining. The waterfall hangs from the rocks, as thin as silver threads hanging in the air, as wide as Hada hanging high. Falling to the ground to form a trickle of streams, it bends into the Brahmaputra River and runs towards the Indian Ocean.
Looking up at the waterfall, the sea of clouds that looms on the top of the mountain is in the sound of rushing water, some like clouds, some like long white lines wrapped around the mountains.
Some of the water that cascades down the valley joins the river, while others flow directly to the road. Our car is driving on the road where the water is flowing across the road. When the vehicle slowly passes through the water, we understand why the general car is not allowed to enter, only the four-wheel drive car can be driven in, if it is not a four-wheel drive vehicle, it must be replaced by a local off-road vehicle in Bomi to enter the Metuo.
Along the way, there are some sections of the mountain road that bend after bend, bending back and forth like a paper clip. Trucks with slightly larger sections of the road need to reverse several times in a row to be able to turn a corner. This time, I understand why the motuo regulations, double in and out, in the double number of the day everyone is into the motuo, is because the road is more difficult, narrow, if there are cars on both sides, even the car is very difficult.
We could see some abandoned bridges and highways on the road, and the driver, Tsering Rob, told us that it was because the mudslides of the previous days had washed away the bridges, so we had to drive slowly past the flooded gravel road next to us. Whenever a vehicle passes by the water, it will hit a high splash, and we think of a car wash section on the way to Bomi, where there is an Internet celebrity punch card.
There are large and small rocks on the road, and there is no time to clean up. Other trees were washed down and blocked the way. We had to pass carefully before we knew the dangers of entering the Path of Meto.
The Metuo Highway opened late, and it used to take seven or eight days to enter metuo, so metuo became a paradise.
The roads are washed away many times a year during the rainy season, so it is often raining while repairing while tourists wait to enter Meite. Moreover, from March this year, border protection permits are required. Along the way, check the border defense certificate, ID card, vehicle driving license, driving license, only four certificates are complete, you can enter the ink. So there are many fewer people who can enter The Ink This Year.
Because the road in and out of The Ink is steep, the road is narrow and fast, and avalanches, mudslides, and landslides often occur. Therefore, entering Metuo has become the most mysterious place in Tibet, and because Metuo is the last county town to be connected to the highway, everything here is preserved in its most primitive form.
Guo Guo said that when they went to Metuo that year, they were walking while waiting for the people who repaired the road to repair the road. And we were lucky this time, the sun was shining, the road was not washed away, although a few sections of the bridge were sealed, but from the sand and gravel road next to it can be slowly driven past, some roads have been flooded, but it is not difficult for off-road vehicles, whenever the car passes when it stirs up a high splash, we will all shout cheers As if this is a very exciting thing.
Tsrin rob stopped at every attraction and let us get off the bus to take pictures. God seemed to be very kind to us, so that we had a rare good weather. All the beauties of Mede are presented to us little by little. Every corner, every stretch of road is different, and our eyes are fixed on these greens, these rolling hills. Thousands of miles away, just to meet them.
During the walk, we seemed to suspect that this was in Tibet, and it was clear that we were walking in Hainan, because the roadside was full of banana trees, oranges everywhere, and green rice had been eared. The mountains in the distance loomed in the clouds, the forests were luxuriant, and the sounds of various birds chirped from the hillsides.
The road to Metuo passes through the Great Bend of the Brahmaputra Jianglindo. The Brahmaputra river runs through deep mountains and valleys, and when they encounter deep mountain ravines, they will turn a corner along the valley instead of having to rush through, which may be like life, turning a corner when this road cannot go down, and detouring will continue to walk forward. And life has become different from other places because of this detour, and it is precisely because of these that it will make your life more abundant, and also make your life a desirable scenery.
So don't be sorry for every road you have traveled, on this road you may meet lovely people, lovely things. Every road will become the most beautiful moment in your memory. So I often say that even if God closes all the doors for you, you yourself must open a window for yourself, and when you have to change direction on the way forward, then try to change yourself, try to do what you like, try not to waste every time, try to make yourself in the trough of life, still happy and happy life.
When I was young, I was busy with work every day, overtime every day, overtime every day, so that my haggard face turned blue, in fact, I didn't want to do this, that is, I couldn't find a reason to stop on that road. Later, when the work changed, it gave me more free time, not only did I have time to hike in the mountains and forests, but also had time to write, but I also learned to drive, and now I can drive to where I want to go, and then continue to express my inner joy with my favorite words.
So when my life took a turn, I made my life more abundant, more fulfilling, and my face was full of luster and happiness.