Chapter 12 Chapter Nine Where Love Is Where the Heart Follows

The next target is Namucuo. When Yong Sheng drove to the hotel to pick us up, another of our companions also changed from Xiaoou to EVA. EVA is a German woman in her forties. She traveled to Tibet for several years and fell in love with the customs and customs of Tibet. Since 2002, she has opened a school for blind children in Lhasa. She is not only familiar with the geographical environment of Tibet, but also proficient in Four languages: German, English, Chinese and Tibetan, so we added a tour guide and translator. The road to Namcuo is not easy, the road is very bumpy, and some sheep are grazing leisurely on the half slopes on both sides of the mountain road.When we pointed the camera at the flock, EVA pointed to the flock and told us that some sheep often fall from the mountainside in Tibet. "Will the sheep fall to death?" I opened my eyes wide in surprise.

"Of course, it's normal." EVA smiled lightly. What I thought was unbelievable seemed normal to her. I suddenly felt that in this land of Tibet, life has become a very fragile existence. I It has to be admitted that people in this mysterious land must learn to adapt to a simple existence. Before evening, we finally arrived at Namucuo. Namu means "heaven" in Chinese, and Cuo is a lake.Compared with Yamdrok Co, Namcuo is more like a sea-like lake, with blue lake water and white snow-capped mountains. It feels a bit mysterious, but it is more sacred. When I was a child, I never liked to describe the lake as a mirror or a moon, because that would be a lie. Now I still don’t want to use such a metaphor, because it doesn’t fully describe the beauty, charm, purity, and sanctity of the wood.

Yongsheng took Haitao and stragglers to set up a tent by the lake, EVA was packing up his luggage, and I walked slowly around the wetland by the lake. In the eyes of Tibetans, the holy mountain and the holy lake are both Holy, so their mood of worship is also extremely pious. In the city, I repel people, create loneliness and enjoy loneliness, but now I am approaching the people turning the lake step by step, so eager to get close to them, and get closer. The mountains in Tibet, the lakes in Tibet, and everything in Tibet make me feel so small. Here the sky is blue, the water is blue. Looking at the birds flying in the sky, I dare not even vent my anger loudly. Afraid that the slight breathing would disturb the tranquility.

"Look, that cloud is so beautiful." The straggler came over at some point, I looked along his finger, and remembered what he said, no cloud in the sky is exactly the same. I heard from EVA that 2003 is the Year of the Goat. According to traditional Tibetan habits, if people walk clockwise around the tree, they will have good luck and be protected by the gods.Therefore, at the beginning of 2003, people who turned around the lake began the "Pilgrimage of the Year of the Sheep" with countless prayers. The people who turned around the mountain and the lake walked past us. I watched the crowd with stragglers and Haitao quietly, shocked by their devotion, and was speechless for a long time.

We were stunned when two Tibetans who kowtowed their heads passed us. The pair of young men and women faced the direction of the holy mountain, clasped their hands together solemnly, raised their hands above their heads, and raised their hands every three steps. , Flop forward, lie down, then stretch out your hands to get up, and repeat again to the position you reached out just now, measuring the difficult distance with your body on the ground.The sound of them falling together, jumping up, and the sound of clothes rubbing against each other was so loud by the holy lake.This is the integration of flesh and faith. What a powerful spiritual motivation is needed to persist in reaching the feet of God.

Looking behind them, it turned out that the people who bowed their heads were following up from behind. An old lady who looked to be in her seventies was unable to support her hands every time she threw herself on the ground, and her body hit the ground heavily. , I almost exhausted my whole body when I got up. "I think they are so devout." I turned my head to look at the straggler, his eyes were moist. The straggler didn't speak all the time, and suddenly took out a hundred yuan from his pocket, walked quickly to the old Tibetan lady, and bowed to her with his hands clasped together: "I'm sorry, old woman. I don't know if it would be too abrupt, I just want to express a feeling of respect in my heart."

The old Tibetan lady who was kowtowing was stunned, and stood there motionless looking at the stragglers with blank eyes. Soon, we were surrounded by groups of Tibetans pouring over. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we really didn't mean anything malicious, just wanted to show our respect for you." The atmosphere suddenly became heavy, and I became nervous for no reason. Will the Chinese-speaking Tibetans dislike the smell of copper on our bodies and throw us by the lake?There are more and more people around us, and the atmosphere is more depressing. "Mocha, if they attack me later, you must remember to run out first and leave me alone." The skirmisher whispered in my ear.He didn't put away the one hundred yuan, but saluted the old lady again.

"Mother-in-law, please believe in my respect." At this time, a Tibetan boy who knew Chinese came up to help us out. When he converted our words into Tibetan and told the old lady, the old lady showed a smile on her face. "Tashi Dele." The old lady said with a smile. That was the most moving Tashi Dele I heard in Tibet. The Tibetan old lady did not accept the money, but pointed to the Tibetan girl next to her. The stragglers immediately handed over the money, and the girl accepted the money and thanked us repeatedly. "In their hearts, mountains, lakes, gods, everything is extremely holy." Looking at the crowd that is gradually going away, I am filled with emotion.

"I'm very touched." The voice of the skirmisher became very heavy, and I gently held his hand. We stood by the Muco Lake, and in the distance was the snow-capped mountains of Nyainqentanglha, which was particularly dazzling under the sunlight. "Scatterers, do you know that there is an ancient legend about Namcuo in Tibet?" I remembered a legend I read in a magazine about Tibet last year: Namco at an altitude of more than 4,700 meters. Mucuo and Nyainqentanglha, whose main peak is more than 7,000 meters high, are not only sacred mountains and lakes, but also a pair of lovers who depend on each other for life and death.Nianqentanglha was tall and straight, like a fully armed warrior, loyally guarding the side of the tree.And Na Mucuo is that beautiful woman with endless demeanor.They have been together for hundreds of millions of years.Regardless of wind, frost, rain and snow, the snow peaks of Nyainqentanglha Mountain and the vast expanse of blue waves in Namu Co, who have experienced thousands of years of continuous life and death, are dependent on each other for life and death, guarding their immortal love for thousands of years and vowing each other forever.

"It's beautiful, is there any more?" The straggler asked again. "No, that's all as far as I know, but if you want to hear more stories, I will write about Nyainqentanglha Mountain and Namcuo when I have time." I suddenly thought that since Tibet has so many beautiful Legends why don't I collect them more completely? This kind of legend, which is both true and illusory, is far more beautiful than Korean dramas. "By the way, I thought of your plot design of "A Fairy's Past Life and Present Life." The straggler suddenly gave me a surprise.

"How it was designed, tell me." My interest was immediately aroused by the stragglers. "You can use a girl in a modern city as a guide. When she sees the little Dongba demon, she immediately has a feeling that the Dongba demon is her previous life. So I searched all the way along Lijiang with doubts, and found it in the ancient city of Lijiang. Met a boy, and it would be even more beautiful to use a legend to interpret the love between two people." By the lakeside of Namcuo, the straggler talked about his idea. "With the help of legends? Are you talking about the legends of Niantanggula Mountain and Namcuo?" I teased the stragglers. "Of course not, I was only inspired by hearing this legend." The straggler laughed. "Small soldiers, do you know? You are the third party." "A third party? Me?" The straggler looked at me in bewilderment. "Look, you are standing between Nyainqentanglha Mountain and Namcuo now, not a third party." "Okay, are you deliberately teasing me? If I am the third party, then you are right. No, now that we are standing here, Nianchen Tanggula and Namu Cuo should be the third party." The skirmishers hugged me from behind, and we watched silently as the tree was split into two parts.Part of it is under a little sunlight, the lake is blue and quiet, and the sun reflects on the lake, the blue makes people dazed.The other part is gradually hidden in the dark clouds.A part of Nyainqentanglha Mountain on the opposite side is in a layer of thick black clouds. The white ice and snow are shrouded in the shadow of the black clouds, and where the clouds meet the snow-capped mountains, there are layers of thick fog. It was getting dark. We stayed away from the Tibetan area and pitched a tent by a remote lake. EVA thought our tent was too small, so he set up a small tent beside it. At night, I was awakened by the hissing of a pack of wolves, and I opened my eyes in a daze, not knowing what had happened.The stragglers around me must have heard this sound for a long time. Seeing that I woke up, they squeezed my hand and told me in a low voice: "Don't make a sound. There are wolves outside." I woke up all of a sudden, held my breath, and heard the panting of a few wolves surrounding the tent. The shadows of the wolves were clearly visible in the moonlight. Haitao was drowsy, and made loud noises from time to time, which made the wolves outside the tent smell people's breath. Finally, a wolf couldn't help attacking the tent crazily. Fifty centimeters away, hungry wolves used The claws kicked up the dirt and slapped it at the exit of the tent. "Wake up Haitao." My heart beat faster and my fear reached the extreme. "Don't call him, it might be better if he doesn't know about this dangerous situation." The straggler stopped me, maybe he thought it would be better for Haitao to sleep in such a dangerous time. "No, I have to wake him up. Firstly, if there is something we can face together, secondly, if a wolf rushes in, he can take precautions." The first time I disagreed with the stragglers, he hesitated , nodded slightly in favor of my opinion. I reached out and patted Haitao's head, and he woke up quickly. "Don't make a sound, there are wolves outside." My expression made Haitao feel the seriousness of the situation. In such a stalemate, several wolves surrounded the tent, sniffing around the tent. "Bring your feet back." The straggler whispered in my ear, so I rolled up my feet and hid them under the quilt.Sure enough, several wolves around the tent heard the movement inside, and suddenly one wolf led the attack, biting the corner of the tent, and pounced one after another. The situation was extremely dangerous. We didn't dare to move, and as time passed, we began to regret that we really shouldn't have set up a tent in such a remote area. If the wolves outside broke through the tent and rushed in to attack us, even a person who called for help would come to the hospital. less than. Every second was hard to bear, and finally when the sky was about to dawn, the wolf outside the tent suddenly gave up its attack on us and ran to the distance at once. Listening to the sound, it seemed that it was being chased by another animal. "Maybe it's a Tibetan mastiff." The stragglers guessed eight or nine points, and told us softly. "Tibetan mastiff, we are saved." Haitao and I breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. In our opinion, wild wolves are far more terrifying than Tibetan mastiffs. "Don't get too excited, the Tibetan mastiff is a cross between a shepherd dog and a yak. ​​One Tibetan mastiff is worth three wolves. It is more ferocious than wolves," the straggler said again. "Ah? What should I do?" I have never missed those Tibetans so much, and I even began to imagine that one or two Tibetans who got up early and grazed would open their tents to see us. The straggler didn't let go of my hand, I slowly put his hand flat, and slowly wrote on his palm with my index finger: Iloveyou, he shook my hand tightly, imitating my The appearance also writes: metoo. The fear finally disappeared, and the sound of the Tibetan Mastiff chasing the hungry wolf running by the lake became farther and farther away from us, paying no attention to our tent at all. At seven o'clock in the morning, the straggler put on his clothes and looked at us with a long sigh of relief and said, "You know? As long as a wolf rushed in in the situation just now, we would be finished." I followed the stragglers and ran to the Tibetan area to ask them if they knew about the wild wolf last night. Many Tibetans shook their heads, and those who could speak Chinese told us that we lived so far away and there were no other tents around, so of course it was dangerous. When I turned around, I saw a girl in Tibetan costume fetching water by the lake. She had long braided hair and various Tibetan ornaments on her body, such as dzi beads, turquoise, agate, and sparkling There were string after string of Tibetan silver hanging, and I ran over to take a photo with her. But no matter what I said, the girl just lowered her head to fetch water and refused to talk to me.The stragglers also walked over to take the kettle from the girl's hand graciously, and went down to the lake to fill a bucket full of water. In the morning, the lake was very swelled and the water was cold.Wave after wave of lake water splashed up and wet the trousers and shoes of the skirmishers, but he didn't care. When he handed the jug full of water to the girl, he said, "Take a photo with her, and I'll fetch water for you." There was something wrong with Yongsheng's car, so we had to continue to wait at Yamdrok Co. Eva and Haitao got into an argument for some reason, and we walked over to find out that they were discussing the issue of China's Cultural Revolution.Such a topic makes me look at EVA even more differently.Unexpectedly, she is not only proficient in Chinese language, but also has a deep understanding of Chinese history. The stragglers and I walked along the beautiful Namucuo Lake. The stragglers intertwined our fingers and told me about his childhood, his hometown, his classmates and his life in college. Some interesting facts and how to go from Beijing to Shanghai to Tibet.When he talked about the happy part, his face was full of excitement. I was intoxicated in his story and laughed all the time. Suddenly, I felt that his past and his interesting things were not important to me. What I expected The most important thing is that time can stop at this moment. If time can be stopped, I hope we can be eternal like snow mountains and holy lakes. "You really decided to go to Shanghai?" The straggler interrupted my meditation. "Yes, maybe." I hesitated again, am I really willing to give up everything in Shenzhen and go to Shanghai for him? "Let me go to Shenzhen. You have lived in Shenzhen for a long time and are used to life in Shenzhen." "Shanghai is not bad either. The petty-bourgeois Shanghai is very suitable for writing." I told Skirmishers that I was writing a novel two days ago: "A man's heart follows his footsteps, and he settles down wherever he goes. And a woman's heart follows love, where love is home." "I am a man, but my heart also follows love. From now on, no matter where you go, I will follow you." The straggler gently hugged my shoulder, and at that moment, I actually choked up. "What's wrong Mocha?" "I don't know why. I didn't like to cry at first, but I always shed tears these days. It turns out that happiness in Tibet becomes very simple and within reach." I suddenly wondered when my emotions changed. so fragile. "Silly girl, we still have more happiness to experience together." "Shenzhen or Shanghai?" I looked up at him with tears in my eyes. "Anywhere is fine, as long as there is love." The straggler raised our hands and tapped my nose lightly. At this moment, we were completely submerged in happiness. Seeker, what are you looking for?Busy life, what are you busy with?Only love is the only goal you are looking for and busy with.With a loved one, if you don't cherish your love, what are you looking for and busy with?