Chapter 43 Race 5 tightrope walking (7)

The old house has been lived in for many years, and it is too old.He persuaded his mother to use the remaining savings after closing the company to buy a spacious house by the Moon Lake.Moved away from the old residence where I lived for many years.It is still a house on the first floor, with a small garden where the mother can plant flowers, vegetables and fruit trees.When you open the window, you can see the quiet lake surrounded by the whole grove. The autumn sun is shining brightly, and the osmanthus trees on the shore begin to bear densely packed tiny flowers, hidden under the shiny green leaves.The intoxicating fragrance floats in the air all day long.

At the age of eighteen, he went north to study with a stubborn heart of abandonment. He secretly vowed not to return to his hometown, and with great ambitions, he hoped that the journey would never return.But I don't want to come back to rest and live in seclusion after graduation, marriage, starting a business, resignation, divorce, and a whole circle of events.In the previous life, I completely ignored these small leisurely feelings.Being able to have this kind of lifestyle again is like going back in time, and I cherish it all the more. The old houses by the lake are still intact.In the cramped street shop, there are crab shell yellow biscuits that have just been baked, wrapped hot in paper, one coin a piece.The stomach is solid and warm, and there doesn't seem to be any worries in my heart.Sometimes I go fishing by the lake.On Wednesday, go to the antique market in Zhouxiang to collect some old furniture and porcelain.Restart reading "Historical Records" and .Accompany my mother to the market to buy vegetables, sit on the bench with her to peel edamame, and watch the sunset in the sky gradually fade away.Together we tended the newly planted jasmines and gardenias in the small garden.

His mother had loved the sweet-smelling white flowers all her life.Magnolias were planted in the garden, and large white isolated flowers bloomed overnight on bare branches.Thick petals in the sun, you can see the meridians like thin wings of silk gauze.Fragrant.If you look from a distance in the night, it looks like a white paper lantern hanging in the moonlight.His mother is not proud of flowers, and often breaks off large branches of flowers to give to neighbors during the vigorous flowering period.I just want to treat each other with a normal heart. He received a letter from her from Lhasa.She has entered the Grand Canyon with the magazine production team.Shansheng:

The road to Medog is blocked by many steep mountains, surrounded by canyons and raging rivers.To get there, you have to cross all these barriers through rugged mountain roads full of trees.Its average altitude is only more than 1,000 meters, and it belongs to the mountains and valleys of the lower reaches of the Yarlung Zangbo River.Duoxiongla Pass and Galongla Snow Mountain are more than 4,000 meters away, and there is Namjagbarwa Peak in the north.These landform features are like a natural protective net, preserving its mystery and tranquility. Coming down from the mountains, the further you go, the lower the altitude.The plants are transformed from snow fir in subalpine cold temperate zone, coniferous forest in mountain temperate zone, evergreen and deciduous broad-leaved forest in subtropical mountain zone, to tropical virgin forest in subtropical climate.I have seen the landscape of the four seasons all the way.

Ziplines are the best tool for crossing rapids.The whole person slides along the thick rope, the loud noise of the river and the steaming water vapor, trying to shock people, as if the flame of death is burning under the body, so you can't look down at it.When climbing a cliff, the body must be subdued in order to maintain suppleness and balance, so that the joints of the hands and legs meet the natural contours of the rock and rise naturally.While doing all this, it is necessary to clear away all the troublesome and superfluous consciousness in the heart.In the process of action, even the slightest intrusion of fear and hesitation will make the body lose control and balance.And once the hands and feet are weak and the mind is confused, it is bound to fall or fall down.If so, all opportunities will be lost.Cliffs and rivers kill people mercilessly.

Therefore, in action, one must place one's body above death and pass it by.Maintain a state of inner stillness and concentration.People have reached the essence of a certain practice.You can hear the sound of time rushing by in your ears.The world is open to you, and the forces that oppose each other interact and influence each other.It highlights your vitality, the strong contrast between good and evil, even if it requires death for you.The human heart is infinitely free and open, because it can be integrated with the heaven and the earth, even if it is dead, the bones will be thrown into the embrace of nature, not the world.

The geological structure of the canyon area is complex, and the plate movement is strong, resulting in towering mountain walls, frequent earthquakes and avalanches.The situation along the way is like a narrow escape.When camping in the woods, you will often be awakened by a loud rumbling sound not far away.That's the landslides, landslides and mudslides that occur in the canyon late at night.The echo reverberated in the canyon for a long time, which was frightening.Fog filled the air, and droplets of melted water on the leaves rattled and rattled against the roof of the tent all night long.The air is humid, and the ground is full of plants that have been soaked and rotting by rain all year round.Because of the tiredness of the journey, I slept soundly.

There are waterfalls of all sizes.The astonishingly powerful water column rushed down, smashing a white mist on the black rock.A strong cold wind hits people.Gazing from a distance, they are like silver-white ribbons hanging in the green mountains.Beauty stands still.Not deterrent.It is often necessary to cross such a waterfall and get soaked all over.Slow down and you will be suffocated by the impact of water. In the early morning, countless birds chirped in the woods.The sun's rays penetrated the mist and forest shade, and poured down warmly.Those beams of bright light seemed unreal.The snow-capped mountains above 5,000 meters change subtly at different times of the day due to the sun's rays.Sometimes it is silvery white, sometimes blue-purple, sometimes golden yellow, sometimes dark red.Clouds from the Indian Ocean and the Bay of Bengal, those white clouds of condensed ocean water vapor, float on the snow-capped mountain tops all year round.It seems to be the only companion in the lonely mountain.The snow on the top of the mountains melts into water and flows back to the plains.It is such a kind of reincarnation.

There are rhododendron trees in full bloom in the canyon.The most dense and common giant plants in this canyon, they bloom like brocade, cover the mountains, and bloom in forests composed of spruce, fir, and hemlock.We walked through the misty woods, and the snow had not yet melted under the road.Rhododendrons and orchids blooming under the trees can be seen everywhere.Hundreds of species of lilies with large, white flowers grow along the banks of the river. Beginning in the eighteenth century, the Menba people moved eastward from the Menyu area, traveling thousands of miles and coming to Medog after going through hardships and dangers.They came to this isolated place full of passion and yearning for the paradise in their dreams.There are no dreams here, but there are fertile and vast lands.Deep isolation, but also far from exploitation and suffering.The power of man is far less majestic and powerful than nature.And nature is just.If you keep going, you can reach the land of peace and happiness, and if you work hard, you can have enough food and clothing.They revere the mountain gods and worship fertility.Multiply, so that it can be passed down from generation to generation in this canyon and survive.

Looking at the small village in the distance in the middle of the night, the lights are flickering.Innumerable stars shone in the sky, arranged in magnificent procession.Under the moonlight, the rushing snow creek shone with unpredictable silvery-white light, corresponding to the flowing starlight.The steep and precipitous Nanga Bawa Peak is 7756 meters above sea level. It is covered with snow all the year round and shrouded in clouds and mists, so it is not easy to show its true colors.It means thunder and lightning burning like fire in Tibetan.It has not yet been climbed by humans.It is a strong and mysterious mountain.Here, nature is very dignified.