Chapter 1 Entering Tibet, Homesickness

Storytelling, singing, and persuading people, the three avenues go to the center, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life.

The story of this book and the preceding proverb is the same as the previous proverb, which has the effect of persuading people to do good. However, my experience in 09 did not follow the method of karma, which made many friends feel depressed and unhappy. However, the world is impermanent, people's minds change, and there is no right or wrong in everything, but from different angles. In my opinion, the paralysis of nearly half a year in 09 made me more able to think about the existence of the strong and the weak; And the escape experience at the end of the year made my heart sharpen to a state of perseverance.

It was a valuable experience, the weak were always just complaining, while the strong were able to continue to grow up in the face of adversity.

Li Tengfei is self-cultivation, but in the greenhouse, he will not be able to achieve great achievements; I am a wild boy who became a monk halfway, but I was able to counterattack the elders of the Maoshan Sect, which is the truth of "how great the danger is, how great the opportunity".

It's an optimistic attitude, and that's what I want to convey.

Without further ado, at the beginning of the Lunar New Year in 2010, Zamao Xiaodao and I, under Lin Qiming's arrangement, took a truck carrying department store supplies out of the city, and then headed west. Although the air circulation in the rear compartment was not smooth, stuffy and cold, we didn't mind, fixed the sleeping bag on the wall of the car, and then got in, closed our eyes, and escaped from the encirclement of the pursuers in this shaky way, and headed towards the mysterious **.

I and the two bitter children of the miscellaneous hairy trail, from Xichuan to southern Yunnan, almost walked with iron feet along the way, chasing and chasing behind them, although the scenery along the way is magnificent, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, but they have no intention of appreciating; As soon as we got out of Lijiang, we squeezed into the cab in front of us, chatted with the driver, Lao Meng, and then enjoyed the fun of the journey.

We took the Yunnan-Tibet line, all the way through Shangri-La, Deqin, Mangkang, and finally came to Shigatse, which is known as the "first granary".

This area located in southern Tibet is the confluence of the Yarlung Zangbo River and its main tributary, the Nianchu River, it has the ice peaks and snow-capped mountains headed by Mount Everest, the beautiful primeval forest belt, the sacred mountains, holy lakes, grasslands, the famous temples and ancient temples full of mystery and legend, and the unique cultural customs of the post-Tibetans.

At first, we still had a kind of grievance of being forced to flee, but later, looking at the blue sky and the snow-capped mountains and grass at the end of our sight, we felt in our hearts that in this life, if we can come to Tibet, we really live in vain.

The scenery on the road is beautiful, but I don't want to spend more pen and ink, human language seems so pale in front of these beautiful things, especially when my pen power is insufficient, only those who see it with my own eyes can really understand.

Two days later, one afternoon, we arrived in a county in the Shigatse region.

After a while, a middle-aged man with a red face came over, greeted us warmly, introduced himself, and said that he was Nanka Gyatso, and he had received a letter from this matter, and he was already here, waiting for us for a day.

For the rest of the time, we had to entrust this middle-aged man with refuge, so we were also very enthusiastic, and we shook hands with Nanka Gyatso, and after a short time, we became very acquainted.

Saying goodbye to Lao Meng, the driver who took good care of us along the way, Nanka Gyatso took us into a minivan. He told me that this cart was used by him to pour out the leather goods and blankets on weekdays, and now it is winter, the coldest weather, the animals that should be slaughtered have been slaughtered, and the rest is to lose fat for the winter, so there is no business, so he came to pick us up.

Miscellaneous hairy Xiaodao asked him if he knew about our affairs, Nanka Gyatso showed a sincere smile, saying that he didn't know, and he didn't want to know, what about him, he owed Brother Chen a life, so Brother Chen entrusted him to do it. His words made us feel at ease, we thought he was a businessman, his behavior would be very slippery, and he had many relationships, and he was afraid that he would leak the news, but now when I see him, it is appropriate.

Nanka Gyatso's hometown is in the pastoral area, the car traveled all the way, the road conditions were not very good, almost four hours of travel, the dark to the place, the whole village is not many people, the back of the hillside to the sun, dozens of families, passing by a building, there are several ropes, tied with bright colored stripes. Nanka Gyatso's home is in the east end of the village, in good condition, and it is a large mansion.

Before the car stopped, several people came out. Squinting his eyes and greeting us warmly was his mother-in-law, Erin Dolma, and next to an old woman who was the mother of Nam Ka Gyatso, and three children, two girls and one boy, all of whom were children of Nam Ka Gyatso.

Nanka Gyatso is a very good person, and the gossip along the way has made our relationship very familiar. Surrounded by children, we entered the main house, and his old mother brought a kettle, shook it a few times, and poured us butter tea that had been boiled for a long time in a wooden bowl, and it was steaming.

Because I had learned some customs before, I was not busy with it, but waited for Namka Gyatso to introduce us to his family members: his thirteen-year-old eldest daughter was called Dorjee, his second daughter was called Ram, and the youngest son was only six years old, and he was called Tenzin - ** Chong Buddha, these names are all from Tibetan Buddhism, and they are very common.

Then his mother urged us to taste it, so he took the bowl and gently blew it in the ghee bowl to blow away the oil flowers floating on the tea, and then took a sip.

I've never drunk this stuff before, but I feel a strange smell that rushes to the top of my head, and I feel the urge to vomit.

However, I know that the Tibetans carve a bowl into an enemy, if they are pretentious, I am afraid that although they take us in, they may not like it. So I took a second sip of it, and it seemed to be a little interesting.

Although he had never drunk it, he was content and enjoyed this food very much. After drinking three bowls in a row, I had a beautiful burp and gave up.

After drinking butter tea, Nam Ka Gyatso led us to a specially vacated room, where the two beds had been cleaned up and the fur mattresses were stacked on top of each other, making it look very warm. We dropped our bags, tidied up, and were called over for dinner. The staple food of that day was boiled beef, a large bowl, mixed with barley and tsampa, and there were no vegetables, and the drink was also barley wine and butter tea, on the whole, a little greasy.

However, I didn't pick and choose from the miscellaneous hairy trail, and I did a really good job, so I ate a full stomach.

Dinner time is an important time to bond, and we have a lot of fun chatting while eating. Several of the children in Namka Gyatso were a little scared and looked at us secretly, and when I looked at us, they buried their heads in the dead. Nanka Gyatso touched his youngest son's head lovingly, saying that when Tenzin reached the age of eight, he would send him to Baiju Monastery here and study Buddhism for a few years, and his personality would be much better.

"Hakuju Temple?"

I seemed to have heard the name, so I asked. Nanka Gyatso told us that Baiju Monastery was built at the beginning of the 15th century, and it is a temple where the three major sects of Tibetan Buddhism, Sakya, Kadampa and Gelug schools coexist, which means "auspicious wheel Shengle Temple", and there is a well-known Baiju Pagoda in the temple, and there are more than 100,000 Buddha statues painted in the hall, so it is named 100,000 pagodas.

Hearing the mystical Tibetan Buddhism, the tantric Buddhism that has produced many heroes, even those of us who have achieved a certain degree of accomplishment, can't help but be in awe and pay tribute to the history and glory of that past.

I seem to remember some information about the White House, but when I think about it deeply, I can't think of it. Miscellaneous Xiaodao smiled and said that if we have time, we can go and have a look. I nodded in agreement, saying I was going to take a look.

After dinner, we went back to our room. Every year from October to March in Tibetan areas, the weather is extremely cold, and Nanka Gyatso is worried that we will be cold, so he specially brought us two more quilts, and then talked to us about some taboos of living here. We listened attentively and talked until late at night, when Namka Gyatso returned to his room.

After it was quieter, I called Duoduo and the little demon out, and the two little girls made a fuss in the room, and then gathered in front of the window, Duoduo looked at the dark sky outside, and carefully discussed with me: "Brother Lu Zuo, there is no moon, Duoduo can not practice, right?" ”

I don't agree, the moon is in the sky above us or not, not to mention that we are still on a plateau above 3,000 meters above sea level?

When I saw that Duoduo was pouting and unwilling, I summoned the fat worm and asked it to supervise Duoduo's efforts. The fat insect fox fake tiger might, surrounded by a burst of chirping, the fire baby emitted heat, artificial heating, and the tiger cat was nested on the bed, holding up the fat belly and scolding: "Fatty, if you dare to bully my little daughter-in-law, see if the adults don't eat you!" ”

There was a commotion in the room, and I saw the hairy trail slowly walk out of the room, and followed him.

The two of them were at the door of the room, looking at the dark sky outside, and I asked him if his injuries were better. He nodded and said that the medicine given by the senior brother was good, and in another week, it would be done.

Seeing that his expression was silent, I asked worriedly what was wrong? Miscellaneous Xiaodao sighed and said that every time I miss my relatives during the festive season, I can't remember the last time I spent the New Year at home, when was it. Hearing him talk like this, I couldn't help but sigh - during the Chinese New Year, something happened to me here, but I was afraid that my family didn't even have the intention of celebrating the New Year.

Two men, sitting against the wall, the room was noisy, and the doorway was silent. We are in a plateau with thin air, and at the end of the line of sight, there are towering mountains. This is the hiding place we will always be in, a magical and desolate place,

Two men, quietly looking into the distance, we both thought that we would live here in peace. However, we just didn't expect that God was never merciful.