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Chapter 24 Praying in front of the mountain

After returning to the hotel from Milky Sea, we fell asleep and prepared for the great journey the next day. At 4 o'clock in the morning, the alarm clock rang on time.I turn over.Putting on the down jacket, hat and scarf, he rushed to Tang Li's room and knocked on the door. Five minutes later, they stood in front of me fully dressed, holding two thermoses, one large and one small.Tang Li handed the small one to me and said, "Hot coffee." I took it and unscrewed the cap to smell a strong coffee aroma.After taking a sip, I suddenly felt that the pores of my whole body were awakened.I gave them a big hug, then raised my hand and yelled, "Let's go!"

Today, we will use our feet to measure this magical pure land.This is not only a physical test, but also a spiritual journey to find confidence. Before stepping into old age, we need such a reincarnation to tell ourselves how long the sky is and how far the earth is! Still driving to Longlong Dam, when the stars are still shining, the dignified Yangmai Yongshen Mountain has a sacred and inviolable holiness under the black and blue night, and its blurred outline has a mysterious attraction.Many times during the walk, I had the urge to cry. According to the road we walked yesterday, we marched from Chonggu Temple to Luorong Cattle Farm.

Because of the rain at night, the horse manure gave off a pungent smell.Shanuoduoji Mountain is always right in front of us, the weather is a bit cloudy and uncertain, we secretly pray in our hearts, hoping for a sunny day. Luorong Cattle Farm in the early morning has a different tranquility from the daytime. It seems that the valley is wider and the meadow is more deserted. A chill went deep into his bones.I took out the chocolates that I had been reluctant to eat for a long time, and distributed them to Tang Li and Luo Bing.Under the deep night sky, the prosperity of the world has come to an end, our footsteps are merged into the gurgling sound of the river, and everything seems silent.

When walking from Luorong Cow Farm to the Milky Sea, the starlight gradually faded, and there was a glimmer of light in the sky.Tang Li suggested that we stop for a while to see if there is a chance to see Rizhao Jinshan. The waiting time was only a few minutes, but I had the urge to cry again. Not long after, Yangmai Yongshen Mountain appeared in front of us at a glance. The majestic snow peak filled our bodies with energy. The way to the Milky Sea is still using both hands and feet. As the sky gradually clears up, we also speed up our pace. When we arrived at Wusehai, we were already at the foot of Yongshen Mountain in Yangmai. Looking at the majestic snow mountain, we had an urge to conquer it, but we still have a lot to go.

In the cold air, it seems that the romance of flying snow can be seen. The Xia Nuoduoji in front of him is hidden in the misty clouds. From time to time, cool objects like raindrops stick to his face and melt away quickly. Looking back, the milk sea has a baby-like quiet feeling, lying peacefully in the valley. After passing the five-color sea, there is a pass with an altitude of nearly 5,000 meters, which is the highest peak I have reached so far. It is located between Xiannairi Mountain and Yangmaiyong Mountain. Standing there, you can have a panoramic view of Yangmaiyong Snow Mountain.Looking to the north, you can vaguely see the Sea of ​​Wisdom and the Cowshed, and looking to the southwest, you can see the Lexicuo Lake on the west side of Yangmai Yongshen Mountain.

Lexicuo is the largest alpine lake in the scenic area. In the mist and mist, you will have the illusion of straying into the fairyland.Against the background of Yang Maiyong, Le Xicuo is particularly leisurely and leisurely, not to mention the grass and wild flowers, just the cows and horses wandering in it, which makes people yearn for it.It is said that in the dry season, you can still see the calcified ditches criss-crossing at the bottom of the lake. The prayer flags roared in the wind, and the sky gradually became clearer and brighter.At this time, Xiannairi Mountain has clearly appeared.I closed my eyes, put my palms together, and made a wish to the holy mountain.

When he opened his eyes, he found that Tang Li and Luo Bing were panting, probably because their hearts were also touched by the scene in front of them. After making a wish, we continued to move forward. It took us two hours to cross the pass.Suddenly, there is a feeling of "the willows are dark and the flowers are bright and another village". In the valley, a clear and mirror-like Haizi suddenly appears. This is the breathtaking sea of ​​wisdom! After walking for another hour, we finally stood beside the sea of ​​wisdom. During the ten minutes of resting here, the mountain wind blew past, as if there was an illusion of past and present lives.Only at this time did I understand those Tibetans who spent their life savings just to go to Lhasa to pray for blessings.

Rational things are too calm, always maintaining the attitude of an outsider, pointing fingers at other people's affairs, and their expressions remain unchanged.Therefore, rational people are not very cute.We forge meaning and purpose to escape the emptiness of life, a commitment that dies in occasional contemplation. Looking at everything in the valley, the black and white photos of my childhood, the collapsed hut of my grandmother, the pigsty and jujube trees in my hometown came to my mind. After passing the sea of ​​wisdom, you can see a small road. In the process of turning around the mountain, you can best appreciate the meaning of life.The ups and downs of the road are just like the ups and downs of life, no matter what kind of situation you are in, you should move forward bravely. Only in this way will you reach your final destination without hesitation.And after walking all the way, you will find that the end point is the starting point.

As the path travels through the mountains and forests, the rocky road here is very rough, going up and down, which is especially exhausting. After walking for another hour, the vegetation gradually enriched, and we saw a wide valley ahead.From a distance, you can see the grassland of Kas Hell Valley. It is said that the strange rocks and strange walls on the inner wall of the Cass Valley is one of the eight cold forests (corpse forests) in the world mentioned in Buddhist classics, Hell Valley, which is the only way for human beings to enter heaven from the mortal world. Our plan was to return to Yading Village from Pearl Sea, so we did not go to Kas Valley.However, on the way forward, I heard some tourists from the Cass Valley say that there is a calcified Mizoguchi, with mysterious lover trees and thousand-year-old cypresses.

When they came to a white Shi Lei cowshed, the road suddenly disappeared, and there was nothing to be found except the rolling hills.We suddenly got lost in this sacred mountain valley. There was another mountain ahead, the three of us looked at each other, were silent for a moment, and at the same time walked towards that mountain. I suddenly couldn't help laughing out loud: "Hehe, isn't there a tacit understanding?" Luo Bing said, "It's the same stubborn person!" Continuing to advance along the western hillside, the three of them were a bit exhausted.Later, I heard people say that this is the Songduo pass known as the "Ghost Gate", but I don't know if it is true.

There have probably been many tourists along the way, and household garbage can be seen everywhere, which are discarded snacks and drinks. This section of the road is full of dirt and gravel. We walked for a while, panted for a while, and finally arrived at the prayer flag array.Because the soil is very loose, the road here is slippery. We walked very slowly. Some sections of the road were hand in hand. After passing the last pass, it is the way down the mountain. Looking at the colorful vegetation in front of me, there is a lightness of resurrection from the dead. We downed mugs of still-warm coffee in one gulp and chatted briefly. Luo Bing looked at his watch, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. I gave them a thumbs up and praised: "Amazing! You have surpassed your potential and walked for ten hours!" Because meat is not allowed around the mountain, we only ate a little dry food and some candies and chocolates along the way, and now we feel hungry. Tang Li joked: "I only now understand why the Red Army boiled leather belts and peeled grass roots during the Long March. Hungry! People are like iron and rice are steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will panic." The speed of going down the mountain is obviously much faster. We talked and laughed, praised each other, and almost boasted that we are the first person in the universe. The scenery on this side of the pass is full of vitality, not as desolate as the west slope.Seeing the luxuriant plants and the gurgling water, my mood gradually became more comfortable, and I really wanted to sing a song. When the red plank road and a peaceful lake appeared in front of us, we almost didn't cry. Thank God!Our Xiannairi's journey to the mountain is complete!This is Zhuoma Lacuo, not far from Chonggu Temple, also known as Pearl Sea. This is the Haizi closest to Xiannairi Mountain, and the lake water is directly connected to the ice and snow.Standing by the lake, looking at the complete Xiannairi Mountain in front of us, our souls seem to be baptized without any impurities. Due to the breach of the embankment, the area of ​​the lake is already very small, and it only takes half an hour to go around the lake.The water here is very similar to that of Jiuzhaigou. Under the reflection of the sun, the reflections of the surrounding scenery gradually merge together, and the various changing colors remind people of the scene of Alice in Wonderland. Sitting on the lawn of Zhuoma Lacuo, we took a deep breath. The sun is already very gentle at this time, and every living thing in the world also receives the warmth it bestows. Some people say that when the sun went down, Van Gogh was looking for the last touch of yellow.Van Gogh's story is about life.The beautiful actress and model Vera Randolph suddenly disappeared into the wilderness one day.Painter Hogger Truz has since been hidden in a distant rubble for his final quest.They run crazily on tracks out of life. And we are walking on our own destiny, no matter the road is flat or the snow-capped mountains are rolling. To trek is because of faith.We are still on foot because we firmly believe that at a certain time of day, we will find our place. When encountering a river, we may not be able to see through the river bed, but we can cross it; when encountering a mountain peak, we may not be able to explore it deeply, but we can climb over it. Life is not a complete period, such a completion is only suitable for fairy tales, and for a person who loves to travel, travel is just a process of self-completion.Like any beloved act, it is but a way of continuing life. From Zhuoma Lacuo back to Chonggu Temple all the way down the mountain, the road in the forest is already easy to walk, our footsteps are already a little unsteady and difficult to control, even with many years of hiking, it is difficult to overcome the fatigue of walking around the mountain.But thinking of those believers who kowtowed on the road, the soreness suddenly eased.Whether faith can transcend the pain of the body, or use the pain of the body to measure the piety of the faith, only the unity of knowledge and action can be experienced. Probably because of the blessing of God, we had no serious problems other than some chest tightness and shortness of breath along the way.After circling the mountain, the three of them walked across the small wooden bridge intact and stood at the gate of Chonggu Temple again. When driving back to Yading Village, Tang Li's hands trembled for some reason, and he wobbled while holding the steering wheel. I also feel a little dizzy, I don't know if it's motion sickness or high reaction.The strange thing is that after such a long journey, there is no discomfort when it is so difficult, but I feel uncomfortable on the way back. It was probably because the tense nerves finally relaxed, and the body felt the discomfort that existed before. Back at the hotel, we went back to our rooms to rest. During the short one-hour sleep, I seemed to be still walking on gravel and dirt, occasionally fell, and got up in a hurry to go on my way. I always felt that there was a small light in front of me to guide me. When I woke up, my head was still a little dizzy.Tang Li and Luo Bing came to ask me to have dinner together, but I didn't seem to have any appetite. Falling back to sleep again, in my dream I was sometimes sitting on the criss-crossed stones in the desolate Haizi Mountain, and sometimes in the Sea of ​​Wisdom, blowing the mountain wind, and foolishly smiling at someone.Suddenly I heard a rumbling thunder, and I was awakened, and found that Tang Li and Luo Bing had almost smashed the door of the room. I stumbled and ran to open the door. As soon as I opened it, Tang Li shook my shoulders violently and shouted: "What are you doing? Are you trying to scare people to death? If you don't open the door after knocking for so long, we will hit the door Already!" Luo Bing stood behind him holding the food, also with a dignified expression. I let them in with a playful smile, and jokingly said, "Why? Are you still afraid that I will commit suicide?" Tang Li gave two peeps and slapped me on the back of the head. I smiled and took the food in Luo Bing's hands, and said, "Come on, let me see what delicious food you brought me? There are beautiful scenery, delicious food, and handsome guys for free. How can I die! Haha." While I was busy chewing food, Luo Bing suddenly said, "We are leaving tomorrow, what are your plans?" At that moment, it seemed that food was stuck in my throat, and I didn't speak for a long time. At the end, I wiped my mouth, smiled cheekily at them, and said, "Don't worry about me? Then go on with me! The three of us, master and apprentice, are going to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures. Hehe." Tang Li and Luo Bing raised their fists almost at the same time to hit me, but they both stopped in mid-air. Tang Li said: "Even if you are the three masters and apprentices, you are still Zhu Bajie!" What?I stood up indignantly, put on a super cool pose, and shot back: "Look at me so handsome, why is it Zhu Bajie? No matter how bad it is, I should be regarded as Tang Seng!" Luo Bing actually said: "Tang Monk without Sun Wukong will go to the west to die?" I put down the food, took out cigarettes from Tang Li's pocket, lit two, and handed them to the two of them respectively. Then, I took out another one, lit it for myself, and put the cigarette in the middle, Tang Li He Luo Bing also moved the smoke closer and arranged it in the shape of a fire. I raised my free hand and shouted: "Here are the three musketeers, who will fight for the front!" Tang Li and Luo Bing looked at each other inexplicably.Then, I patted the shoulders of the two of them proudly and said, "Dude, don't worry! I am Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death. Even if the road ahead is difficult, when I think of the road I walked with you, my heart will be warm and full of joy." Fighting!" After finishing speaking, I silently added a sentence in my heart, "I will miss you all." This journey is not because of the footprints of pilgrims, nor because of the resplendent ancient temples, but because I met you, and you are the most beautiful scenery on the journey.He said, everything about you, I will never forget it after seeing it.
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