Telling stories and singing operas to persuade people, the three avenues go in the middle, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, the right path in the world is the vicissitudes of life.
This book and biography, like the previous proverb, have the effect of persuading people to do good. However, my experience in 2009 was not written according to the method of karma, which made many friends They feel depressed and unhappy. However, things are unpredictable and people's minds change. There is no right or wrong in everything, but different perspectives. In my opinion, the paralysis of nearly half a year in 2009 has made me more able to think about the strong and the strong. The existence of the weak; and the escape experience at the end of the year sharpened my character to a state of perseverance.
It was a valuable experience. The weak always just complain, but the strong can continue to grow up in the face of adversity.
Li Tengfei has a lot of cultivation, but he is in a greenhouse and cannot achieve great achievements. I am a wild boy who has become a monk halfway, but I can counterattack the elders of Maoshan Sect. This is the principle of "the great the danger, the great the opportunity."
This is an optimistic attitude and what I want to convey.
Without further ado, at the beginning of the Lunar New Year in 2010, Zamao Xiaodao and I, under the arrangement of Lin Qiming, took a truck transporting department store supplies out of the city, and then headed west. Although in the back compartment, The air circulation was not smooth, it was stuffy and cold, but we didn't mind. We fixed our sleeping bags on the wall of the car, got in, closed our eyes, and while swaying, we escaped from the encirclement of the pursuers. , heading towards the mysterious Tibet.
Zamao Xiaodao and I, two poor children, walked almost on iron feet along the way from Xichuan to southern Yunnan. We were chased and beaten behind us. Although the scenery along the way was magnificent and the mountains and rivers were beautiful, we had no intention of appreciating it; unlike this time , in a good mood, as soon as we left Lijiang, we squeezed into the cab in front, chatted with the driver, Lao Meng, and enjoyed the journey.
We took the Yunnan-Tibet line, passing through Shangri-La, Deqin, Mangkang, and finally arrived at Shigatse, known as the "Granary of Tibet".
This area in southern Tibet is the confluence of the Yarlung Zangbo River and its main tributary, the Nianchu River. It has icy peaks and snow-capped mountains headed by Mount Everest, beautiful primeval forest belts, sacred mountains, holy lakes, and grasslands that complement each other, and is full of mystery and legend. The colorful famous temples and ancient temples, the unique Tibetan cultural customs, all of them, although just a quick glance, gave us a different feeling, as if we were in another world.
At first we felt aggrieved that we were forced to flee. However, later on, looking at the blue sky and the snow-capped mountains and sea of grass at the end of our sight, we felt in our hearts that it would be a shame to visit a Tibetan area in this life. Live a life in vain.
The scenery on the road is beautiful, but I don't want to waste more words. Human language seems so pale in front of these beautiful things, especially when my writing power is insufficient. Only those who have seen it with their own eyes can truly appreciate it. experience.
One afternoon two days later, we arrived at a county in the Shigatse region.
After we got out of the car, we helped unload the goods. The driver, Lao Meng, went to the merchant and muttered for a long time. After a while, a middle-aged man with a red face came over, greeted us warmly, introduced himself, and said he was Nanka. Gyatso, he has received information about this matter and has been waiting for us here for a day.
We had to rely on this middle-aged man to protect us for the rest of the time, so we were very enthusiastic and shook hands with Nanka Gyatso. After a while, we became very familiar with him.
After bidding farewell to Lao Meng, the driver who took great care of us along the way, Nanka Gyatso took us into a minivan. He told me that he usually used this truck to dump leather goods and blankets, and now it is
In winter, the coldest weather, all the animals that should be slaughtered have been slaughtered, and the rest are just to lose weight in the winter, so there is no business, so they came to pick us up.
Zamao Xiaodao asked him if he knew about our affairs. Nanka Gyatso showed an honest smile and said that he didn't know and didn't want to know. He owed Brother Chen his life, so he would do what Brother Chen asked him to do.
That's it. His words made us feel at ease. We originally thought that he was a businessman, his behavior would be very smooth, and he had many connections, so we were afraid that the news would be leaked. But now that we meet him, it seems appropriate.
Nanka Gyatso's hometown is in a pastoral area. The car drove all the way, and the road conditions were not very good. After almost four hours of driving, it was dark. There were not many people in the whole village. There were dozens of families leaning against the sunny side of the hillside.
, passing by a building, there were many ropes with bright colored strips tied on them. Nanka Gyatso's home is at the east end of the village. It is in good condition and is a large house.
In front of the car parking door, several people came out to greet us. The one who greeted us warmly with squinted eyes was his mother-in-law Irene Dolma. Next to her was an old woman who was Nanka Gyatso's mother, and three children.
A girl and a boy, both children of Nanka Gyatso.
Namkha Gyatso is very easy to get along with, and we have become very familiar with each other through our chats along the way. Surrounded by the children, we entered the main room, and his old mother brought over a hot water bottle and shook it
After a few moments, we were poured the long-simmered butter tea in wooden bowls, which was steaming hot.
Because we had learned about some customs before, Zamao Xiaodao and I were not busy drinking, but waited for Nanka Gyatso to introduce us to his family members: his 13-year-old eldest daughter is called Dorje, and his second daughter is called Lamu
, the youngest son is only six years old, and his name is Tenzin - Tibetan Buddhist. These names come from Tibetan Buddhism and are very common.
Afterwards, his mother urged us to taste it, then she picked up the bowl, gently blew a circle in the butter bowl to disperse the oil flowers floating on the tea, and then took a sip.
I have never drank this before, but I felt a strange smell coming straight to the top of my head, and I had the urge to spit it out.
However, I knew that Tibetans would become enemies with a bowl of wine. If we were pretentious, I was afraid that even though they would take us in, they might not like us. So I bit the bullet and took a second sip, and then I felt it was a bit interesting.
Although Zamao Xiaodao had never tasted it, he was content with it and enjoyed it very much. After drinking three large bowls in a row, he burped happily and gave up.
After drinking butter tea, Namkha Gyatso took us to the specially vacated guest room. The two beds inside had been packed, and the fur mattresses on top were stacked, making it very warm. We put down our luggage, tidied it up, and were called over.
Have dinner. The staple food that day was boiled beef in a big bowl, mixed with highland barley tsampa, and there were no vegetables. The drinks were highland barley wine and butter tea. Overall, it was a bit greasy.
However, Zamao Xiaodao and I were not picky, and the cooking was really good, so we were full after eating.
Dinner time is an important time to connect emotionally. We chatted while eating and were very happy. Several of the children in Nanka Gyatso were a little scared and looked at us secretly. When I looked over, I buried my head.
Namkha Gyatso touched his youngest son's head lovingly and said that when Tenzin reaches eight years old, he will be sent to the Baiju Temple here to practice Buddhism for a few years and his character will be much better.
"Baiju Temple?"
I seemed to have heard of this name, so I asked about it. Nanka Gyatso told us that Baiju Temple was first built in the 15th century, and it was the coexistence of the three major sects of Tibetan Buddhism: the Sakya Sect, the Kadam Sect, and the Gelug Sect.
A temple, which means "Auspicious Wheel Shengle Temple", there is a Baiju Pagoda that is famous both at home and abroad. There are more than 100,000 Buddha statues painted in the hall, so it is named 100,000 Buddha Pagoda.
Mysterious Tibetan Buddhism and Tantric Buddhism are full of heroes. When we hear these, even those of us practitioners with certain achievements can't help but stand in awe and pay tribute to the past history and glory.
I seemed to remember some information about Baiju Temple, but after thinking deeply, I couldn't remember it. Zamao Xiaodao smiled and said that if we have time, we can go and take a look. I nodded in agreement and said that I wanted to go.
Take a look.
After dinner, we went back to the room. From October to March every year in Tibetan areas, the weather is extremely cold. Namkha Gyatso was worried that we would be frozen, so he specially brought us two more quilts, and then went with us
We talked and talked about some taboos about living here. We listened carefully and the conversation lasted until late at night, before Nanka Gyatso returned to the room.
After it got quieter, I called Duoduo and Xiaoyao out. The two little girls made a circle in the room, and then gathered in front of the window. Duoduo looked at the dark sky outside and followed me cautiously.
Discuss: "Brother Lu Zuo, if there is no moon, Duoduo doesn't have to practice Kung Fu, right?"
I don’t agree. Whether the moon is present or not, it stays above us, not to mention that we are still on a plateau above 3,000 meters above sea level?
When I saw Duoduo pouting and unwilling, I called out the fat insect and asked him to supervise Duoduo's efforts. The fat insect pretended to be a tiger and surrounded Duoduo, chirping for a while. The fire boy radiated heat and artificially heated the house.
Sitting on the bed, he yelled with his fat belly: "Fei Fei, if you dare to bully my little wife, I'll see if I don't eat you!"
There was a commotion in the room, and I saw Zamao Xiaolu slowly walking out of the room, so I followed him out.
The two of us were standing at the door of the room, looking at the dark sky outside. I asked him if his injury was better. He nodded and said that the medicine given by the senior brother was good, and that it would be over in a week.
Seeing his desolate expression, I asked worriedly what was wrong? Zamao Xiaodao sighed and said that I miss my family so much during the holidays, and I can’t remember the last time I spent the New Year at home. Hearing him talk like this,
I couldn't help but sigh - if something happened to me during the Chinese New Year, I'm afraid my family won't even have the time to celebrate the New Year.
Two men were sitting against the wall. There was a lot of noise in the room, but there was silence at the door. We are on a plateau with thin air, and at the end of our sight, there are towering mountains. This is where we want to stay.
's hiding place, a magical and desolate place,
The two men looked quietly into the distance. We both thought that we would live here peacefully. However, we never expected that God is never kind.