(a)

One summer, Kaohsiung took a family and asked me and a few other partners to go on vacation in North America. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info he said he would take us skiing.

I hesitated for a while, I don't like skiing. Everything that moves down from a height is something I fear.

But Kaohsiung didn't know that I was afraid of heights. I don't want to tell him, I don't want him to know so much about me.

I tried to shirk it a few times, but he persevered, and Su also called and said that he wanted me to accompany her, and she was the only woman in that group, and she felt very lonely.

After answering Sue's call, it was inconvenient for me to refuse, so I comforted myself and said: Although I can't ski, it's good to go to see the snow scene and experience the atmosphere. After all, I've never been to the ski slopes in person.

A few days later, Manny sent us a schedule for his vacation.

Sure enough, Kaohsiung's chosen ski resort is the Arapahoe-Basin ski resort, which is a two-hour drive west of Denver. It's the longest summer ski resort in the U.S., usually open until June, sometimes July and August. If you're looking to ski in the warm summer sun and feel the sun rush by, this is the place to be. The slopes are moderately steep and not as steep as the larger Vail in the Rocky Mountains. Obviously, Kaohsiung has taken care of the needs of ladies and children. If he goes skiing alone, he usually goes straight to Vail.

Kaohsiung sensed my hesitation and said to me, "The feeling of skiing is really wonderful, you should try it." On the long snowy slope, thousands of peaks stand, thousands of trees are forested, and there are few people around, flying down alone among the shadows of the trees, except for the sound of the wind in the ears and the reflection of the snow in front of you, everything is so silent. Don't you really want to experience it? ”

I immediately remembered the little snow slope that you had taken my hand and slid down together, remembered that we had rolled down the snow together, remembered that you had slapped the snowflakes off my body, and then you suddenly felt pain, and walked to the side alone, bent down on your knees, and looked at the ground.

I pushed the images away with all my might, and pressed them back into the dark depths of my memory.

Without your guidance, I don't have the guts to stand on the edge of a cliff again, and I don't have the guts to leap down from a great height again.

Kaohsiung encouraged me again: "There are a lot of crash schools for skiing, and there are experienced instructors who can train rookies to fly on snow in a short time, you don't have to worry about it at all, my son can easily learn it, and Su has learned it without any sports cells." What you need to worry about is not whether it will slip at all, but whether it will be addicted and out of control after giving it a try. ”

Kaohsiung said, "You're going to like it." You can feel the pulse of the entire mountain for billions of years. ”

He said, "You will understand that the earth also has life. ”

(b)

The day of departure has finally arrived. Everyone rushed to the agreed meeting place.

Su took the children from Europe, and I made an appointment with Kaohsiung to get on the plane from Beijing and go to the ski resort on the same plane.

The flight of more than ten hours is very boring and boring. I was separated from Kaohsiung's seat by another row, and there was also an aisle. This is what I deliberately requested, so that I could avoid sleeping next to Kaohsiung when I lay down. Sleeping so close to him, I don't know what he's going to do. Anyway, I would feel very uncomfortable and would rather stay away from him.

Kaohsiung looked at my seat card, grinned and didn't say anything, which made me breathe a sigh of relief.

When I got on the plane, I found myself sitting next to me and across from me, two African-Americans over 2.2 meters tall, who were pressed like two mountains, making me feel very small and feeling like I was locked up in a deep well. The two African-Americans also looked at me from time to time, with a slight smile on their faces, which made me feel a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, I have a good history book with me, which is written about the reign of Cyrus the Great of Persia. When I'm not bumpy, I'm basically immersed in reading, mentally detaching myself from the time and space of the moment, and entering a world that has disappeared.

Here's why I love reading: just open the book, and you can leave the here and now and enter the vanished time and space.

In between reading, I swept Kaohsiung with the corner of my eye, and saw that he asked the flight attendant for a small bottle of wine and snacks, where he poured himself a drink, and was listening to music or radio with headphones on his head, shaking his head while listening.

In any situation, he has a great ability to arrange himself.

(c)

A notice was broadcast on the radio saying to passengers, we are flying over the North Pole.

Everyone was sticking to the porthole and looking down, and sure enough, we had crossed the Siberian plateau, and now the land was covered with vast expanses of snow and ice.

This is the first time I have looked down at the Arctic Ocean from above. Although I have been to North America a few times before, and I have also flown over the Arctic Ocean, the time is always at night, and it is dark below, and I can't see anything. At this time, it is the polar day season in the Arctic, the sun always sets shallowly on the horizon, and the icebergs and snow are shrouded in the red glow of the setting sun for a long time.

Looking at the billion-year-old glaciers that stretch to the horizon, I can't help but feel once again the insignificance of human beings on this planet. Our existence is so short, like dust, that can be blown away at any time.

I kept sticking to the porthole and looking at the snow and ice below. Kaohsiung didn't open the window to look. He doesn't know how many times he's flown this route. He had long been blind to these scenes.

A huge island appeared under the window. That is Greenland, the largest island in the world. This means that we are almost in Canada. Greenland was originally an overseas enclave of the Kingdom of Denmark, but later they decided through a referendum to decide on the independence of internal affairs, foreign affairs and military affairs, etc., and they were still entrusted to the Kingdom of Denmark to administer them, which is regarded as an autonomous and independent form of government.

I couldn't take my eyes off Greenland under the wings and saw the long, oblique shadow cast by our plane on the ground.

Just then, someone tapped me on the shoulder.

I looked back and saw Kaohsiung. He shoved a music player into my hand and put the headphones on for me without saying a word.

Immediately my ears heard the singing in Chinese and the rhythmic music.

I looked at Kaohsiung. He gestured for me to be silenced, as there were already elderly passengers sleeping nearby.

He gestured again and asked me to listen to the music in my headphones. Then, he left my seat and walked to the bathroom in front.

I watched his back as he left, took my mind back from the view outside the window, and began to listen to the music in his player.