Chapter 36 Chapter 1 Entering Tibet, Homesickness

Storytelling, singing and opera to persuade 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 vicissitudes. This matter of writing a book and setting up a biography, like the above proverb, has the effect of persuading people to do good.However, my experience in 2009 did not follow the path of karma, which made many friends feel depressed and uncomfortable.However, the world is impermanent and people's minds change. There is no absolute right or wrong in everything, but a different perspective.In my opinion, the paralysis for nearly half a year in 2009 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 sharpened my mind to a state of perseverance.

It was a precious experience. The weak have always just complained, while the strong can continue to grow gradually in the face of adversity. Li Tengfei has a high level of cultivation, but in a greenhouse, he will not be able to achieve great achievements; I, a wild boy who became a monk halfway, was able to counterattack the elders of the Maoshan sect. This is the truth of "the greater the danger, the greater the opportunity". This is an optimistic attitude, which is what I want to convey. At the beginning of the Lunar New Year in 2010, Zamao Xiaodao and I, under the arrangement of Lin Qiming, left the city in a truck carrying department stores and headed west.In the rear compartment, the air circulation is not smooth, it is stuffy and cold, but we don't mind, we fixed the sleeping bag on the wall of the car, then got in, closed our eyes, staggered, and escaped from the encirclement of the pursuers , heading towards the mysterious Tibet.

Zamao Xiaodao and I, two bitter children, walked almost on iron feet along the way from Xichuan to southern Yunnan, chasing and beating all the way, so although the scenery along the way is magnificent and beautiful, we have no intention of admiring it; , in a good mood, as soon as we got out of Lijiang, we squeezed into the front cab, chatted with the driver Lao Meng, and enjoyed the fun of the journey. We took the Yunnan-Tibet line, passed through Shangri-La, Deqin, and Mangkang all the way, and finally came to Shigatse, which is known as the "Tibet granary".This region 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 virgin forest belts, sacred mountains, holy lakes, and grasslands that complement each other, mysterious and legendary temples and ancient temples, and unique post-Tibetan cultural customs.Although everything is just a fleeting look, it gives us a different feeling, as if we have arrived in another world.

At first, we still felt aggrieved by being forced to flee. Later, when we looked at the blue sky and the snowy mountains and grassy seas at the end of our line of sight, we felt in our hearts that it would be worthwhile to come to Tibetan areas in this life. . The scenery on the road is beautiful, but I don't want to spend too much ink. Human language is so pale in front of these beautiful things, especially when I am not strong enough to write.Only those who have seen it with their own eyes can truly experience it. One afternoon two days later, we arrived at a county town in the Shigatse area.

After getting out of the car, we helped unload the goods. The driver, Lao Meng, found the merchant and muttered for a long time.After a while, a middle-aged man with a red and black face came over, greeted us warmly, introduced himself, and said that he was Nanka Gyatso. He had received the letter and had been waiting for us for a day. We will rely on this middle-aged man to protect us for the rest of the time, so we are also very enthusiastic and shook hands with Nanka Gyatso. After bidding farewell to the driver Lao Meng who took good care of us along the way, Nanka Gyatso took us into a minivan.He told me that this cart is used by him to unload leather goods and blankets on weekdays. It is winter, the coldest weather, and all the animals that should be slaughtered have been slaughtered, and the rest will lose weight in the winter, so there is no business. Just come and pick us up.

Miscellaneous Xiaodao asked him if he knew about us?Nanka Gyatso showed a simple and honest smile, saying that he didn't know, and he didn't want to know.As for him, he owed Brother Chen his life, so he just did what Brother Chen asked him to do.His words reassured us. We thought he was a businessman with a very slippery behavior and a lot of connections. We were afraid that the news would leak out. Now that we saw him, it was appropriate. Nanka Gyatso's hometown is in a pastoral area. The car drove all the way, and the road conditions were not very good. It took about four hours to drive.When we got to the place in the dark, there were not many people in the whole village. There were dozens of families in the sunny place with the back against the hillside.Nanka Gyatso's home is at the east end of the village. It is in good condition. It is a big house.

Before the car stopped, several people greeted him.It was his wife Irene Dolma who greeted us warmly with squinted eyes. Next to her was an old woman who was Namka Gyatso's mother. There were also three children, two girls and one boy, all children of Namka Gyatso.Nanka Gyatso is easy to get along with, and the gossip along the way has made our relationship very close.Surrounded by the children, we entered the main room, and his old mother brought a hot water pot, shook it a few times, and poured long-simmered buttered tea for us in a wooden bowl, which was steaming hot. Because I have learned about some customs before, Zamao Xiaodao and I were not in a hurry to drink, but waited for Nanka Gyatso to introduce his family members to us: the 13-year-old eldest daughter is named Dorje, the second daughter is named Lamu, and the youngest The son is only six years old and his name is Tenzin.Tibet worships Buddha. These names all come from Tibetan Buddhism and are very common.

Afterwards, his mother urged us to taste it, and then he picked up the bowl, first blowing gently in the butter bowl to blow away the oily flowers floating on the tea, and then took a sip. I haven't drank this stuff before, I just feel a strange smell rushing straight to the top of my forehead.But I know that Tibetans pay more attention to the reaction of guests. If we are pretentious, I am afraid that although they take us in, they may not like it.So he braced himself and took a second sip, only to feel that it was a bit interesting. Although Zamao Xiaodao has never drunk it, he is content and enjoys this kind of food very much.After drinking three bowls in a row, he burped beautifully and gave up.

After drinking the buttered tea, Nanka Gyatso took us to the specially vacated guest room. The two beds inside had been packed, and the fur mattresses on top were piled up, making it very warm.After we put down our luggage and tidied up, we were called over for dinner.The staple food that day was boiled beef in a large bowl, mixed with highland barley tsampa, without any vegetables, and the drinks were highland barley wine and buttered tea. Overall, it was a bit greasy.But I and Zamao Xiaodao didn't pick anything, and I did a good job, so I ate a lot. Dinner is an important opportunity to connect with each other. We chatted while eating, very happy.The children of Nanka Gyatso were a little shy and looked at us secretly, but when I looked over, I buried my head tightly.Nanka Gyatso patted his youngest son's head lovingly, and said that when Tenzin was eight years old, he would be sent to the Baiju Monastery here, where he would practice Buddhism for a few years, and his personality would improve a lot.

"Baiju Temple?" I seemed to have heard the name before, so I asked.Nanka Gyatso told us that Baiju Temple was built in the early fifteenth century. It is a temple where the three major sects of Tibetan Buddhism, the Sakya Sect, the Kadam Sect, and the Gelug Sect, coexist. "In the temple, there is the famous Baiju Pagoda at home and abroad. There are more than 100,000 Buddha statues painted in the hall, so it is named 100,000 Buddha Pagodas. The mysterious Tibetan Buddhism, the tantric sect that has emerged in large numbers, hearing these, even those of us who have reached a certain level of practice, can't help being awe-inspiring and paying tribute to the past history and glory.

I seem to recall some information about Baiju Temple, but I can't remember it after thinking deeply.Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao smiled and said that if we have time, we can go and have a look.I nodded in agreement and said I was going to take a look. After dinner, we went back to our room.Every year from October to March in Tibetan areas, it is extremely cold. Nanka Gyatso was worried that we would suffer from the cold, so he specially moved two more quilts for us, and then talked with us, talking about some taboos about living here.We listened carefully and talked until late at night before Namka Gyatso left. When it was quieter, I called Dodo and Xiaoyao out.The two little girls made a fuss in the room, then gathered in front of the window, Duo Duo looked at the dark sky outside, and carefully discussed with me: "Brother Lu Zuo, there is no moon, Duo Duo doesn't need to practice kung fu, right?" ?” I disagree. Whether the moon is there or not, it stays above us, not to mention that we are still on a plateau with an altitude of more than 3,000 meters. Seeing that Dodo was pursed and unwilling, I called out Fat Worm and asked him to supervise Dodo's hard work.The fat insect fox pretends to be a tiger, and there is a burst of chirping and screaming around Duo Duo. The fire baby emits heat and artificially heats it. Daughter-in-law, I won’t eat you, my lord!” There was a commotion in the room, and I saw Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao slowly walking out of the room, so I followed. The two stood 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 elder brother was good, and it would be over in a week. Seeing him looking lonely, I worriedly asked what's wrong?Zamao Xiaodao sighed and said that every festive season I miss my relatives a lot, and I can't remember the last time I was at home for the New Year.Hearing him say that, I couldn't help but sigh.During the Chinese New Year, something happened to me here, I'm afraid that in my family, I don't even have any thoughts about the New Year. Two men, sitting against a 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 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 a normal way.However, we never thought that God is never merciful.