Chapter 23 The Pure Land Forgotten by Time

The next day I woke up very early and opened the window. Because it was raining at night, it was still wet outside. A gust of cold air hit my face, and I immediately felt refreshed. As soon as he wrapped himself up, Tang Li and Luo Bing knocked on the door.It's rare that they get up earlier than me.Probably arrived at the destination, feeling more excited. After going out, we found the best location and waited to see Xiannairi's famous Rizhao Jinshan.Thank God for showing his face, we didn't miss this beauty. When Xian Nairi in the distance put on the golden clothes, I hadn't realized it yet. Thanks to Luo Bing shouting "It's so beautiful", I noticed that the surrounding scenery was still bleak, only Xian Nairi in the distance , as if made of pure gold.

I was secretly fascinated in my heart, and when I came back to my senses, I glanced around and saw that no one noticed that I was about to drool, so I blinked my eyes and pretended nothing had happened. After taking a few photos, we drove to Longtong Dam.Passed by a nature camp on the way.When we arrived at the destination and parked the car, we did not delay for a moment, and prepared to hike with our belongings on our backs. At the same time, there are also many tourists. Some people choose to ride horses to rush to the ancient temple in order to save energy, while others choose to hike because they are afraid of missing the experience of walking through the virgin forest.

Hiking is the strength of our poor traveler!I proudly told Tang Li and Luo Bing that as early as when I was nineteen years old, I signed up for an outdoor group during my summer vacation and hiked the Lijiang River with a large group of brothers and sisters.From Xinping Township to Yangdi Township, it took a total of more than six hours to walk.The fellow companions stopped the villagers' small trucks one after another and left first.And I insisted on going to the finish line with the outdoor captain and a group of five people. Also, when I went to Jiuzhaigou with my mother and her colleagues, I ran to the summit of Huanglong, which is more than 4,000 meters above sea level.I took pictures for a while, and then I met my mother's colleague when I walked down the mountain slowly.

After listening to my narration, Tang Li and Luo Bing laughed dryly, disapproving.But, obviously, it wasn't long before they fell in awe of me. Walking into the primeval forest is like walking into the world of fairy tales.The eye-catching place is a variety of gorgeous colors.Evergreen cedars, golden poplars, silver-white snow peaks, blood-red maple leaves, brown land, dark gray glacial boulders, and colorful reflections in clear streams. Occasionally, you will see piebald pine trees flashing by the roadside, as well as some rare birds that cannot be named. I was full of interest, and as I walked, I left Tang Li and Luo Bing a long way off.

Along the way, you will see many mani piles.Some are said to be thousands of years old.Next to the mani pile, there will be a small wooden sign "Do not climb".Could it be, is there really someone who has nothing to do to climb the mani pile? When we arrived at Chonggu Temple, Tang Li and Luo Bing waved again and again, asking me to stop and rest for a while. I walked around them triumphantly and said, "How is it? My sister didn't build it!" Tang Li patted me on the shoulder and gave me a thumbs up to express his praise. Taking advantage of the rest, I took out a lollipop and distributed one to each of them. The three sat at the foot of Chonggu Temple, eating lollipops with their legs crossed.

After a few minutes, we got up and walked around the monastery. Compared with the temples seen earlier, Chonggu Temple is really small and broken.Since the temple is in ruins, it is impossible to investigate when the temple was built, but there is a legend that has spread widely. At that time, the Fifth Dalai Lama, Ngawang Luosang Gyatso, learned that there was no temple to promote Buddhism in the holy land of Risong Gyatso, so he sent Master Jiang Genqiu Gyatso to Aden to build a temple, but he was angry because of digging stones and breaking ground. The god of the mountain killed the mountain god and brought disasters, and all the local people suffered from leprosy.In order to avoid disasters for the people, Master Genqiu Gyatso chanted scriptures all day long, cast mana, and begged the gods to bring disasters to himself.In the end, his compassion moved the gods, and the people were safe, but he died of leprosy.

Now, Jiang Genqiu Gyatso's spiritual bones are still buried in the monastery he built, and monks burn incense and chant scriptures every day to commemorate his great achievements. After coming out of Chonggu Temple, we headed towards the Luorong Cattle Farm. Tang Li and Luo Bing, who were used to driving, fell down from exhaustion after walking for an hour. As the altitude continues to rise, the snow-capped peaks of Shenshan are looming.Along the way, I met several Tibetans kowtowing.I don't know why, but every time I see their faces, I feel especially peaceful inside.That look of indifference to the world has long been absent in the city.

Walking out of the valley, you can see the handsome Yangmai Yongshen Mountain from a distance.In Tibetan, it means "Manjusri Bodhisattva".I knew in my early years that Manjushri Bodhisattva is the embodiment of wisdom in Buddhism, and when I meet him, I must sincerely worship him.It is the head of the "Three Patriarchs" snow-capped mountains, and the snow-capped peak is like a sword of wisdom approaching the sky. At the foot of Yangmai Yongshen Mountain, surrounded by mountains and valleys, forests, grasslands and streams form a moving scene of a paradise.The destination of our trip, Luorong Cattle Farm, is here, which is protected by three sacred mountains.

The waterfall formed by the melting snow of the snow-capped mountains nourishes the grassland, and there is a trickle winding between the grasslands. A few horses roam freely, and black yaks stroll leisurely. Here, I gradually lose track of time.Being in the valley and grassland, you will feel that your heart becomes pure and your sorrows are far away. Visitors from the cattle ranch management area say the canteen is abysmal.Not to mention the raw rice, there is not even enough hot water for instant noodles.They said indignantly: "The entrance fee of more than 100 yuan is treated like this. If Daocheng Airport is repaired, it will become more commercialized. I don't know what to see."

We have traveled long distances, and we always hope that the local residents will maintain the original and simple folk customs, otherwise, there will be endless disappointment.But what are they thinking?We are not locals so cannot understand their actions nor feel what they feel. Here we rested for nearly half an hour. The journey to Milk Sea and Five Color Sea is about five kilometers uphill.In order to cheer up Tang Li and Luo Bing, I tried my best and sang Xu Wei's "Warmth": "I sat in my room, looking at your photos, it reminded me of Dali again, the sun is always so bright The sky is so blue, the evergreen Cangshan Mountain, I love the blue Erhai Lake, scattered with white sails. The heart beats slowly with the wind, under the golden sunset, in the green fairy grass, your smile is so warm..."

As I sang, I actually thought of the person I hadn't thought of for many years. Encouraged by me, Tang Li and Luo Bing also mustered up their energy, and their steps became much lighter. Yangmai Yongshen Mountain gradually fell behind us, and we saw guide maps in the shape of prayer wheels from time to time on the road.Shuttle through the mountain road in the bushes, go up against the stream, and occasionally need to use both hands and feet.After walking for about four hours, the sea of ​​milk finally appeared in front of my eyes. Tang Li and Luo Bing forgot that they were still complaining, and ran towards the sea of ​​milk. It's me, looking at the lake between the valleys, I don't feel much excitement.The color of the lake is distinct because it contains a lot of minerals, which is similar to that of Jiuzhaigou.The difference is that the snow-capped mountains are close at hand, and the white fine sand is gently spread on the shore.When the sun shines down, the heart falls into silence together with the lake water. When I was sitting by the lake to rest, Luo Bing suddenly said very philosophically: "Such beauty must not only exist in one angle, I'm going to go around the lake!" After finishing speaking, he walked away from my sight excitedly . Tang Li walked around, telling me his new discoveries from time to time.This state is really wonderful! A few water birds flew and landed not far away, and there were many small puddles on the shore. The water dripping from the snow-capped mountains condensed into ice at night, circle after circle, like unmelted milk powder. When Luo Bing came back from the lake, it was already an hour later. Tang Li and I sat back to back on the moisture-proof mat, each holding a lollipop. Luo Bing was clearly interested, and while describing the unique beauty he saw to us, he pulled us up to go to the Five Colors Sea. Regarding the five-color sea, what I am most interested in is the legend.It is said that sincere people can see their future in the Sea of ​​Five Colors.This is simply amazing! The five-color sea is located in the valley above the slope of the milk sea. From the right side of the milk sea, walk up for about half an hour, and you can see the five-color sea showing fantastic colors under the refraction of the sun. Looking back at the sea of ​​milk from a high place, it is a completely different look. Different from the sea of ​​milk, the sea of ​​five colors is connected with the snow-white peaks and seems to be within reach.The blue sky is reflected in the lake water, which makes the lake water look a bit indifferent of a lonely and beautiful woman. I ran over happily all the way, knelt by the lake and shouted: "Mirror, mirror, tell me, what will my future look like?" Luo Bing laughed, followed my example, and shouted to himself in the lake: "Mirror, mirror, tell me, who is my future wife?" what?Come to Shenhu where you can see the future, just ask this question?Tang Li and I immediately made contemptuous gestures at him. Later, we all blamed Luo Bing for not being sincere, which made us laugh out loud, thus blaspheming the gods and not seeing our future self in the lake. When we returned to Milk Sea from Five Colors Sea, we met Sun Hao and Meizi who came by bike.They actually cooked a fire under a few boulders sheltered from the wind. Tang Li is a gourmet lover, but he hardly ate a good meal along the way. He smelled the fragrance and walked over, approaching Sun Hao with a hey smile, with a natural and familiar face. Meizi was busy tossing the cans from the grass where the tablecloth was spread, and then stumbled to the boulder to put them down. The other partners were busy doing the assigned tasks, and no one paid any attention to Tang Li. He cheekily touched Sun Hao's shoulder, and said with a playful smile, "Dude, are you cooking?" Sun Hao turned his head, looked at Tang Li's strange face, took a step back, and then stabilized his body, and replied: "Yes." This conversation made Luo Bing and I feel ashamed, and immediately turned away, pretending that we didn't know Tang Li. But he waved at us and said to Sun Hao: "Those two, my buddies, we just passed by here." Sun Hao was a little puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, wondering what Tang Li meant by saying these words to him. Tang Li didn't care what happened, he stretched out his hand and said, "My name is Tang Li, nice to meet you!" Sun Hao hesitated for a moment, but still shook hands with him and said, "Sun Hao." While Tang Li was busy serving as a courtesan for a delicious meal, Luo Bing and I sneaked away, found a rock by the lake and sat down, each in a daze. The mountain wind was blowing on his face, giving him a slight chill. The tourists have all left, and the place is obviously much deserted than before. When I look directly at the snow-capped mountains, I always feel that there must be immortals living on the top of the mountain with insight into the world.He sees our every move, every wave of the lake, every season of the mountains, every color of the trees, every step of the animals, he remembers them all in his heart. In the end, Tang Li got his wish and got involved in the food, and we also got acquainted with Sun Hao and Meizi. Although we parted ways with Sun Hao and Meizi when we left Aden, I never thought that I would meet them again later in the journey. I have to say, it was an amazing journey! Those who meet will meet again. The reason for this, I think, is due to "Tibetan love".Because of the affection and love for this land, everyone has almost similar choices for this root route.We rejoice and feel the same all the way. In the Shambhala Tibetan area closest to the sky, people will become quite simple and pure.Meeting again is like a small reincarnation, not a "narrow road" meeting, but a selfless heart and a broad world.The broad and holy heart of Tibet has healed countless confusions in the world.