Chapter 39 38 One person's postal route——Record of the second national moral model Nima Lamu

On the evening of February 8, 2010, a very short street in Yunling Township, Deqin County, Diqing Tibetan Autonomous Prefecture, Yunnan Province, was completely silent.At this time, a person walked up the village street in the twilight, and the afterglow of the setting sun elongated the tired figure of the late returner. She was dressed in red, with a green postal bag on her shoulder, and walked towards the post office of Yunling Township step by step. come.She is Nima Ramu, a postman at the post office in Yunling Township, Deqin County, who returned from delivering a letter. In a few days, it will be the Lunar New Year Spring Festival.As usual, there are more emails before the Spring Festival than usual.Some of those who go out to work cannot go home for the holiday because the road is too far.But their hearts have to rely on letters, remittance slips and parcel slips to fly back to the home with the warm firepit and the strong aroma of milk tea.Every time this season comes, Nimaram is busier than usual.Not only is she busy by herself, but she also takes her husband Zhashanongbu and her 8-year-old son to work together.They also came to help Lamu distribute and deliver postal mail. Her husband and children had already become "non-staff employees" who did not get paid by the post office.On this day, according to Nima Ram's prediction, the family was going to end work earlier.They want to celebrate the New Year at home in advance - because the next day, Ramu will go out again.She will start from Yunling Township, go to Deqin, to Shangri-La, then to Kunming, and then fly to Beijing—as a representative of the national moral model, she will attend the 2010 CCTV Spring Festival Gala.However, there were too many emails to be sent that day, even if they split up and rushed, it would still be too late for them to come back.Besides, Nimaramu was only concerned with dealing with a lot of things before leaving, and didn't have time to prepare any New Year's goods for the family.Fortunately, my husband and children have already gotten used to this kind of life, and the family happily ate the "New Year's meal" at the post office—that is, their home.

On the evening of February 13, 2010, hundreds of millions of eyes around the world were staring at the same TV program - this is the "Spring Festival Gala" of CCTV, known as "New Year's custom".In the midst of this grand party, Nimaramu was grandly launched: she was dressed in Tibetan costume, representing the national moral model to send New Year greetings to people of all ethnic groups in the country! At 7:00 p.m. on February 20, 2010, the theme song of CCTV's "News Network" had just played, and Nimaramu, dressed in red and carrying a green postal bag on his shoulder, came to us again on the TV screen—"News Network "Once again, this ordinary and unusual woman was introduced to audiences all over the country: Nimaramu walked alone on the same mountain road for 11 years, with a cumulative journey of more than 100,000 kilometers, sending countless emails, but No delays, no mistakes!

Anyone who is familiar with Nimaram knows that since 2004, it is difficult to count the number of times Nimaram has been publicized and reported by CCTV and other media.For Nimaram, delivering mail in high-altitude snow-capped mountains and river valleys is a "hard labor" (the pronunciation of "postman" in Tibetan is exactly similar to "hard labor"), which is more difficult to deal with than the physical work of delivering mail What is more difficult than danger is the loneliness on the postal road alone. What tests her more than loneliness is how to maintain a normal mind after becoming famous and continue to do the lowest-end ordinary work of China Post's physical delivery network— ——And all of these, in the long 11 years, she has come through tenaciously and firmly.What kind of strange woman is she?Let us go back to 11 years ago——

Before 1999, there was only one staff member at Yunling Post Office, Sang Cheng.People are used to calling Sang the old director, but in fact, you can also call him the old postman, the old cook, the old salesman, and the old "hard laborer"—because in the post office in the countryside, all the work is done by one person, and there is only one person in the post office. In 1999, Sang said that in terms of actual age, he was far from the word "old". At that year, he was less than 40 years old.But he is really old.He has traveled for 20 years from Mabanyou Road in Yangla Township to Bubanyou Road in Yunling Township.His feet, worn out by countless pairs of Jiefang shoes, are old, and his joints, which are repeatedly tortured by high-altitude cold and low-altitude heat every day, are old. The face facing the scorching sun and the wind and snow is old.A 40-year-old Tibetan man looks much older than a man in his fifties or sixties.What is older than his appearance is his body. He is already full of diseases, especially the prolapsed lumbar disc, which has made him unable to straighten his waist. If he continues to walk, he will be crippled.Therefore, with the consent of the superior unit, the Yunling Township Post Office decided to recruit a township postman. Among the many applicants, Sang said that he chose Nimaramu who graduated from a technical secondary school, which is rare among locals.

In the Tibetan area, there is a folk song describing the postman in the village like this: I see you often walking around these mountains, you have been walking in these mountains all your life, you have been born for this mountain all your life, and for the folks in this mountain Busy sending letters, you will be a "hard labor" on this mountain all your life.For enduring hardships, Nimaramu has long been prepared.Nimaramu grew up in Yunling Tibetan area since he was a child. Although he is thin, he is not afraid of climbing mountains and going down river valleys.But when she took the postal package from the hand of the old director Sang Cheng and walked on the postal route, she realized how hard the postal route is for one person!For the first time, it was the old director Sang Cheng who led Nimara on the wooden road.The Yunling Township they serve has 5 subordinate village committees, Hongpo, Chalitong, Guonian, Xidang, and Shenong, scattered in four directions: east, south, west, and north.The area is 960 square kilometers, but the service population is only more than 5,000 people, all of whom are Tibetan people.In Yunling Township, the total length of the postal road that Nimaramu has to travel is 350 kilometers.There are three routes: one is to go up the Lancang River, pass through the Moon Bay Canyon with nine bends and eighteen bends, and reach Shi Country Village 45 kilometers away. This road takes 6 days to go back and forth; The entrance of the Bay Canyon goes straight up and over the snow-capped mountains, passing through the 4,500-meter snow line, and then sent to Yubeng Village for a 3-day trip; the third route is to go up the 10-kilometer mountain road from behind the seat of Yunling Township Government at an altitude of 2,400 meters, and climb to 4,000 meters Hongpo Village at an altitude, after delivering two villages in parallel, walk along the Yangchang path straight into the valley of the Lancang River, which is only 1900 meters above sea level, walk along the valley to a distance of 13 kilometers, and then take a zipline to the three villages on the opposite bank. This road is Nimaramu is the closest of the three postal routes. It only takes 2 days to travel more than 50 kilometers back and forth.

Listing these numbers is boring and difficult to remember.Let’s put it this way: From the first day Nimaram took this postal route with a postal bag on her back in March 1999, she has to shuttle on the above three postal routes almost every 10 days. In the first few years, she was all on foot. .Postmen are divided into different classes according to the method of delivering mail.In cities, it is easier to see postmen in bicycle and motorcycle classes, while in the remote mountainous area where Nimaramu is located, there are still postmen in step classes and horse classes.Nimaramu, a step-by-step postman, relies on his own feet to measure the hundreds of kilometers of mountain roads step by step.I have looked through countless photos of Nima Ramu - they were all recorded by reporters following her on the postal road after she became famous - most of the time she lowered her head and looked at the road that was not the road in front of her .In winter, there may be a vast expanse of snow under her feet, but in spring, summer, and autumn, it is a barren slope of 60 degrees covered with stones and gravel, a rocky slope kicked out by sheep, A landslide or mudslide left a shocking trace, or simply a narrow path between the cliffs.Some reporters walked on the postal road with Nimaram, stood in front of the mountain road where Nimaram set off every time, glanced at them, and murmured tremblingly: Where is the road?Where is the way?It seems that there are roads everywhere, but there is no way to get off.While hesitating, Nimaramu climbed to the "top" of the reporters with two huge postal packages on her back. The hill was so steep that the heads of the people behind her almost touched her feet.Walking on such a "road", there is no place to hold on to, the soles of the shoes keep slipping, and the rubble falls down, and the people behind have to get down on the ground, lower their center of gravity, and climb up with difficulty.The CCTV reporter who followed Nimaramu once joked: "Unexpectedly, we all turned into monkeys when we came to Yunling."

Most of the postal routes that Nimaramu will run are in the Baima Snow Mountain, Meili Snow Mountain and Lancang River Canyon, with an altitude of more than 2,000 meters.It takes a year for ordinary people to experience the four seasons, but when Nimaram delivers mail, he often experiences winter cold and high temperatures above 30 degrees Celsius several times a day.When passing through the canyon, I was soaked in sweat. After climbing to the snow line at an altitude of 4,000 meters, the sweat was still wet and icy cold.And the weather is fickle, with clear skies for a while, and heavy rain for a while.Therefore, there are always three oilcloths in Nimaramu’s postal bag, the small one is used to wrap mail, the medium one is used to wrap newspapers and magazines, and the large one is used to protect oneself from the rain.Over the years, this kind of hot and cold weather within a day is a huge test for human health.Nirmala embarked on this glorious thorny road. It can be said that she is being tested every day, and this test lasts for 11 years. In the past 11 years, how many little-known hardships has she suffered?This simple Tibetan woman pointed to the torrent of the Lancang River and said that all the hardships flowed away with the river, so I will not talk about it.

But there is a difficult experience that she still remembers vividly.It was May 2001. Nimaram was pregnant, only one month away from her due date, and she was still walking on the postal road in wind and rain.The son she was pregnant with had been on the postal route with her for almost nine months.Sang said that the director tried to persuade her to take a rest many times, but she always said: "I can persist, let's go two more times." Less than a month before the delivery, Sang said that the director forcibly "confiscated" her mail bag, and she She took a break after supporting her sick body to run the postal route.But only 20 days after giving birth, she entrusted the child to her mother to take care of her, fed it with the milk of the family's two yaks, and set foot on the postal route again.Many years later, I asked Nimaram, was this experience bitter?

Of course it is bitter.But it doesn't matter if I suffer, it just makes my son suffer too. Why should a woman suffer so much? Nimaram's answer was unpretentious: At that time, in that place, there were no men and women, only people with better and worse health, younger and older people.I'm in better health and younger, if I don't run the postal route, I have to let the old director drag my sick body to run, how can I make it through? Nima Lamu is such a kind and kind person.Yang Limin, director of the Deqin County Post Office, told me that in the past 11 years, Nimaramu has never complained to him, nor made any demands on the organization. Instead, she asked to go wherever the difficulties were. At the beginning of 2008, Lazhui, the only staff member of Yanmen Post Office, had to take a one-month vacation to solve personal problems. Once she left, there was no one to take over her job.After hearing the news, Nima Ramu asked the county bureau for instructions, saying that after completing his own work, he would take over from Lazhui to complete the work.In this way, for a whole month, Nimaramu ran between Yunling and Yanmen, which are more than 30 kilometers apart, not only successfully completed the delivery work in his own area, but also helped Lazhui complete all the delivery work in Yanmen.When she heard that Yangla Township, which is more than 300 kilometers away from Yunling, needed a postal worker, she actively applied to the bureau regardless of her child's young age, and insisted on going to Yangla, the most difficult town. place to go.

More formidable than hardship is danger. When it comes to danger, what I immediately think of is that Nimara, a woman, will spend ten days at a time on the postal road, in the barren mountains and wild mountains, what should I do if I encounter robbery?Is it dangerous to stay overnight? When Nimaram heard me talking about this, a smile appeared on his face.These are not dangerous!In our Tibetan area, the postman is both a "hard labor" and an "angel", and the robbers will not attack the "angel"!What's more, more than 5,000 Tibetans in the township all know each other.Sleeping at night, according to our Tibetan customs, women cannot sleep by the fire pond.But the people I went to always left me the best place by the firepit, and that was the most comfortable and warmest moment after I walked for a day.

So what is the danger? Nimaram was once afraid of the zip line.The zip line is a thick iron cable straddling both sides of the Lancang River. In some places, it is still the basic means of transportation for local people to cross the river.I saw the zip line along the way, and I also saw the locals who had passed the zip line.A woman, with a piglet in a basket, also flew over the zipline, and the piglet didn't even grunt: it seemed that she had long been used to the thrilling life in our eyes.The environment can change people and all animals and plants, and the difference between people and animals and plants is that people can also change the environment.The zip line is actually the most direct evidence that people change the environment.It should also be counted as the most basic bridge, right?It's just that the bridge is for people to walk on it, and the zipline is for people to hang below.Not everyone dares to cross the bridge that makes people hang below.Nimaram still remembers the first time she went through the zipline. At that time, she had never experienced zipline before. Looking at the rushing Lancang River, her heart was frightened.There is a reason why she is afraid of the zip line: her younger brother fell from the zip line into the river at the age of 16 and left her forever.However, after choosing this profession, she has no choice but to move forward. Now she can't remember how she crossed the river.Later, she had to go through the zipline every week, and every time she went through the zipline, she felt a special feeling in her heart.Nimaramu said that rain is the most feared when passing the zip line, because after rain, the rain and the anti-rust oil on the steel cable are mixed together, making it extremely slippery.Because of this, her brakes failed many times, and she bumped into the mud wall on the opposite bank, unable to get up for a long time. Nirmalamu is also afraid of flying stones.Don't look at the countless photos of Nimaram who walks with her head down most of the time, in fact, her ears are always the other pair of eyes, listening vigilantly to the distance.The reporter who followed Nimaram on the postal route encountered such a situation: he was walking, and suddenly, Nirmala who was walking in front turned around and shouted at the reporter, "Be careful, there are goats on it. Stones will kill people!" As soon as the words fell, a few small stones flew down the valley not far in front of the reporter.At that time, Nima Lamu was aware of the danger in the distance with his sensitive ears.She told me that this is also a trick learned after paying the "tuition fee".She was once hit by a flying stone from a sheep kick.Nimaram was injured on the road, so he sprinkled ashes on the wound to stop the bleeding and continued delivering letters.But back home, when his husband Zhashi Nongbu helped her clean the wound, he used clips to pull out the sand from the wound bit by bit, and Ramu often couldn't help crying out in pain.The strong Nimaramu on the postal road is still a woman in need of care when she returns home.Zashnongbu said: "That voice tugged at my heart one after another, and I couldn't bear to do it!" With this bloody lesson, Nimaramu must use both eyes and ears when traveling by post, and dare not be careless. People often refer to postmen as "messengers in green clothes", but Nimaramu is a "messenger in red clothes".As long as he takes the postal route, Nimaram will wear a red dress.Is this the beauty-loving Nimaram who has a soft spot for red?of course not.She told me that because in the snow-capped mountains and canyons, there are green and desolate gray-yellow everywhere, and accidents will inevitably happen when walking on the road. The green uniform is easy to mix with the surrounding scenery, and only red is the most conspicuous, which can make people look far away. find yourself.Once when delivering mail, Nimaramu fainted on the mountain road because of a fever. It was the villagers on the opposite mountain who saw the red dress she was wearing and rescued her back to the village. Nimaram also never wore the big postal caps.Although wearing a big hat will look more imposing, and it may be particularly eye-catching in Tibetan areas, but safety has always been more important than beauty.It is windy in the mountains, and wearing a big hat can easily cause people to be in danger at critical moments, such as when they mess up their hands and feet in order to take care of the hat on the cliff or pass the zip line.The home of the old director, Sang Cheng, has brand new hats issued in different periods in the past. Nirmalamu was also afraid of snakes.A media report once said that Nimaram "was often attacked by snakes, wolves, tigers and flying stones on the road".I asked her, is this true?Nimaramu said, "What is mentioned in it, the former and the latter are true, and they are frequent. The middle is the same. The tiger has been imprisoned in the Kunming Zoo. How can I meet a wolf? Now there are again, which may be related to hunting ban and ecological restoration. I heard that bears appeared in Hongpo area, and cattle and sheep were eaten. Fortunately, I have never encountered it. I would like to take my son I went to the zoo to see real tigers, but I heard that the tickets are a bit expensive." When it comes to tigers, Nimaramu speaks very relaxedly, even with a bit of humor.I think that doesn't mean that she is not afraid of tigers, but that tigers have disappeared from reality in most areas.But when it came to snakes, Nimaram gasped.In the hot and humid Lancang River Valley, snakes are common, and most of them are poisonous.Nirmala Muchacha is most afraid of snakes.Why does she always walk with her head down in the photos?You know, those roads have been walked by her thousands of times. There are many places that are extremely dangerous to outsiders, but in Nimalam, you can find the road with your eyes closed.But she still kept her eyes wide open to see the road clearly, not daring to be sloppy at all.In fact, she is watching for snakes that may appear at any time.The more he was afraid of snakes, the more Nimarama would encounter snakes.If a snake crawls out of nowhere, it will make her legs go limp and frightened.She could only hold on and follow the snake around in circles, passing by the place where the snake had just crawled, Nima Ram felt that even her own breathing had stopped.Fortunately, she has not been bitten by a snake until now.She has encountered snakes many times, and she has some understanding of snakes: if you don't offend it, it won't offend you; then try to stay away from snakes as much as possible.So, on the mail road, she always kept her eyes open. More intolerable than danger is loneliness. This lonely mountain road!A reporter who once followed Nimaram on this postal route alone said with emotion: Tibetans are walking on this difficult road, which is driven by faith, and they may only experience it once in a few years; Explorers walk on this road, which is driven by the desire to discover, for them it may be once in a lifetime; And Nimaramu is driven by the postal service and responsibility, walking on this road day by day and year by year. A person walks on the postal road for several days, and may not meet a person for most of the day. This is a day that Nima Ram often faces.When walking on the road, you must avoid danger, keep your eyes open, and concentrate all your attention, so that you don't feel lonely and lonely.Once you rest on the way, eat tsampa in the spring and look at the silent mountains, the loneliness will flood over like a tide, and Nima Lamu will often face the mountains and think about his own thoughts.Sometimes she would think of the postal sisters who were also in the Moon Bay Grand Canyon of the Lancang River. A village postman.She knew that they were as lonely as herself, and some were even lonelier than herself—they were in a more remote location, and some of them hadn't found the other half to accompany her life yet!When she is lonely, she wants to make a phone call with them, but in the mountains, there is no signal in many places, and even mobile phones cannot be used. The only way for those Tibetan villages on the mountains to communicate with the outside world is postal services like Nimaramu. messenger.Someone calculated an account: an ordinary letter with a fee of 1 yuan and 20 cents was delivered to Yangla Township, Deqin County, and the cost was as high as nearly 300 yuan.The Tibetan villages served by Nima Lamu are also close to this figure.However, the postal staff will never stop taking this postal route just because it is a loss-making business.Universal service is the spirit of China Post. It does not make any choices based on the wealth, distance, or number of service objects. Customer first is always the firm belief of Postal staff.Supporting the belief is the older generation of postal workers who have been passed down from generation to generation.Beside Nimaramu, there are the old director Sang who has become disabled and terminally ill and refuses to rest, Yang Limin, the postmaster of Deqin County, who has been running on 7,640 square kilometers of land all year round, and the man who once wore More than 50 pairs of Jiefang shoes Wang Ping, director of the Diqing Prefecture Bureau.Whenever Nima Ram thinks of these things, her lonely heart will be relieved a little bit, and she will go on the postal road again with a peaceful mind. When she came to the river, she would call her fellow villager to bring a zipline hook weighing 3 kilograms, and Nimaramu would call out to the river ah li li — ah lele.That voice is really as beautiful as the sounds of nature, but unfortunately, most of the time, only the mountains are appreciating the sounds of nature and the rivers are singing in harmony.Sometimes she called for a long time, but no one answered, until her voice became hoarse, and she could only wait by the river, worrying about the letters and newspapers that could not be delivered, lonely and desperate. Walking on the road, the mountains where not a blade of grass grows are bare, and her own shadow is alone. At this time, she is still afraid of a small animal: Cicada.Of course it's summer.Is anyone actually afraid of cicadas?This confuses me very much.Nima Lamu told me that it is not easy for outsiders to understand why she is afraid of cicadas.In the hot summer, in the wilderness, when the cicadas screamed endlessly, one after another, it was even more disturbing. It felt like my head was about to burst, and the postal route became longer.If in other seasons, facing loneliness, she can sometimes use singing to expel loneliness; when Xia Zhi knows the singing, she can only be silent all the way.Director Yang of the Deqin County Post Office told me that once he followed Nimaramu to inspect the postal route, he found that whenever he was resting, Nimaramu always liked to squat on the ground silently and look at the distant land. Dashan didn't say a word.It turned out that loneliness has been deeply embedded in her heart. But I know that, deeper and stronger than the loneliness in her heart, there is also the belief that postal people serve universally. Difficulties, dangers, and loneliness cannot shake Nimaramu's belief in dedication, dedication, and post as his life. He cares about Tibetan areas and loves the service of the people.Let me pick out a few short stories from Nima Ramu's 11-year postal career—— One night in July 2003, Nimaramu braved the heavy rain to deliver mail back to the institute from the northern line. Sang said that the director gave her an express mail and asked to deliver it quickly.Without saying a word, Nimaramu decided to set off immediately to send the express to the village of Dini.Sending this email required a 5-hour walk on a cliff-mountain road. It was raining heavily at the time, and I couldn't see my fingers.She was just about to go out, but was stopped by the director: "You go alone in this weather, what should you do if you encounter danger? Go home and have a good rest for the night, and send it off early tomorrow morning. If there is any problem, I will take care of it." Nima Lamu replied When I got home, I couldn't sleep well all night, and I got up and set off before 5 o'clock in the morning.When she rushed to Nirongong, soaked all over her body, and handed over the letter to the recipient, Nongbu, Nongbu's family was so moved that they shed tears and prayed silently for her. Every July and August, students receive the most admission notices, and it is also the hardest time for Nirmalamu.As soon as the notice arrived, Nima Ram set out immediately without delay.Once, in order to deliver a notice to Yangzan Village, she went through three mudslides, and her whole body was soaked in mud.Once, she spent 6 full days in order to deliver a letter of admission to the college entrance examination to the student herself, and finally found the candidate who was herding sheep in an alpine pasture.Looking at the candidates' smiles full of joy, Nirmalamu's fatigue disappeared in an instant, and he got the greatest satisfaction. In January 2008, when the rain, snow and freezing disasters were raging, Nimaramu delivered more than 100 second-generation ID card express mails to every villager in Hongpo Village, regardless of personal safety. The Tibetan compatriots living in the mountains can get their own ID cards without having to brave the wind and snow, the severe cold, and the need to go back and forth to the mountain road many times. One year, Nimaram received several letters from abroad, which were sent back by Tibetan compatriots who went abroad more than 50 years ago. Since they had not returned to China for a long time, the addresses were all written according to their impressions back then.Nimaram felt it was her responsibility to connect the broken threads.So, she used her brain, searched her own information database, and asked around during the delivery process. When she met an elderly person, Nima Lamu would ask more questions.Three months later, Nimaramu finally connected the broken line for more than 50 years.Since then, Nimaram has one more thing to do. He keeps inquiring about the information of Tibetan compatriots going abroad and looking for a recipient for the next letter from abroad. Since the names of the Tibetans all have the same pronunciation, there are many people with the same name after being translated into Chinese, which brought great trouble to Nirmalamu, who delivered the letter.Once, Nimaram sent a letter addressed to "Dawa in Charlie Barrel Village", but there were more than 20 people in the village named "Dawa".Nimaram went door to door and asked if there was a family member working in the sender's place. He found land from the village, and then found pastures and pastures for grazing. Fortunately, the village has a small population, and finally found the recipient. .Since then, Nima Ram has developed a mind. She used the help of the villagers to know where the villagers went to visit their relatives and friends, and which city their "Nima" went to work and do business.With our own database, it is much easier to deliver letters with the same name. Sometimes even the police from the police station will come to ask Nimaram about the flow of personnel. Although Nimaram has heavy daily work tasks, she is always dissatisfied and always wants to do more work. Most of the villages of the Tibetan people are built on hillsides and hilltops. It is not easy to go out once, and the necessities of life are very scarce.After understanding the needs of the villagers, Nimaramu's mail bag became a small medicine box, sewing kit and small grocery store for Tibetans.Every time she goes on the postal route, she has to bring some daily necessities urgently needed by the villagers along the way.The mail package has also changed from one to three, and the weight has increased to more than 30 kilograms.Carrying such a heavy postal bag, walking on difficult mountain roads, and living a dangerous zipline, she never heard a single complaint from her, and never made any personal requests to the organization.Seeing the happy faces of the common people when they receive the mail and the daily necessities they want to sell, she feels as happy as honey in her heart. Lamu’s home is far away from the post office. In order to facilitate the business of fellow villagers, in 2005, Lamu simply moved his home to the post office.Once, Director Yang of the Post Office of Deqin County went to Yunling Township to inspect the work. He casually had dinner with Lamu at the post office. He saw a young Tibetan girl, Zhuo Ma Laci, come to the office to remit money. She often sent money to Shanghai through Lamu. A company mail order beautiful clothes.She said: "Whenever I come, Sister Ramu will do business for me. I leave things to her, and there has never been any problem. I trust her. Sister is a very nice person, and now we are all friends. " Nimaram not only devotes himself to the postal work, but also turns the whole family into a good helper for his work.Once, Lamu and her husband drove their son to Xidang Village and Sri Lanka Village to deliver mail. Due to the heavy rain the day before, they found that the road was broken when they arrived at Xidang Primary School, but there were still seven or eight kilometers to go. What should I do?Lamu and her husband had to get out of the car, unload the car full of mail, carry, carry, and carry, and walk all the way to send the mail to the school.Along the way, the child couldn't move and was crying loudly. Lamu had to hurry and coax his son, walking seven or eight kilometers for three or four hours.After finally arriving at school, the teacher saw the tired look of their family of three, and hurried up to help them carry their things.The teachers were moved and said: "The road is broken, how did you get up? The things you sent are the extracurricular books that the children are most in need of. We thank you on behalf of the children!" Nima Lamu is already a well-known figure now. Honor is another test for Nimaram who has been walking alone on the postal road for many years. Honor brings excitement and temptation: honor is just the opposite pole of loneliness. And Nimaramu completely withstood the test and handed in a qualified answer sheet—it took her 6 years to fill out this answer sheet. To trace back the starting point of this exam, we have to start from the summer of 2004.In the summer of that year, the State Post Bureau organized a number of media to conduct photo reports to commemorate the World Post Day.As a typical example of universal postal services in western China, Yunnan has been listed as one of the promotional postal routes.According to the materials they had, they initially planned to focus on another female courier in Deqin County near Tibet.The interview team had already set off, but a large-scale landslide occurred in the Yunnan section of the Yunnan-Tibet National Highway 214.The interview team temporarily adjusted their direction. They came to Yunling Township at the foot of Baima Snow Mountain, and found the old directors Sang Cheng and Nimaramu.Therefore, the photo of Nirmalamu carrying a postal bag on the zip line on the Lancang River to deliver mail became the cover photo of "The Chinese Postal Road That Touched the People", and Nirmalamu came into the public's sight for the first time. That is indeed a very visually stunning photo.In the photo, Nimara, who is wearing a red dress and carrying a green postal bag, is hanging by a thread, gliding rapidly from the steel cable, with the rapids of the river beneath her, which makes people sweat for her.In today's era of economic globalization and the rapid development of China's economy, there are still such postal routes and such postmen. This cannot but make people feel shocked.People's initial attention to Nimara Wood started from this photo.However, with the deepening of the interview, none of the veteran journalists who participated in the photo report at the beginning felt lucky—they were lucky that they made a temporary U-turn, and they were lucky that they met Nimaramu in the Lancang River Canyon.Because of the subsequent interviews, they knew many more vivid and touching stories that could not be reflected in the photos.The story of Nimaramu was magnified by the media, and Nimaramu became a household name in the news.From 2004 to 2010, a full 6 years have passed. In the past 6 years, Nimaram has received a series of honors and commendations. In 2004, won the honorary title of "Yunnan Province 'Women's Contribution Model'"; in 2005, won the honorary titles of "National Urban Women's Women's Contribution Model" and "National Postal System Model Postman"; in 2006, won the "March 8th Red Banner Bearer of Yunnan Province" Honorary title; In 2007, he was named "Advanced Individual in the National Postal System" and was nominated for the "National Moral Model Nomination Award"; in 2008, he was elected as the representative of the 15th National Congress of the Chinese Trade Union, and won the National May 1st Labor Medal, Yunnan Provincial Labor Model, "Cloud Ridge Pioneer Medal", the first Yunnan "Ten Outstanding Women", the honorary title of "Model Worker" in the national transportation system; in 2009, won the nomination award for China's Top Ten Outstanding Women, the 19th "China Top Ten Outstanding Youth" honorary title, and Won the title of "National Moral Model".It is difficult for me to fully count these honorary titles here.But from the honors listed above, it can be seen that in the past 6 years, she has been lively and lonely countless times.I know that some advanced models are difficult to control after experiencing such a thing once or twice.However, Nimaramu went back and forth between the spotlight and the lonely mountain road again and again during the long 6 years. How much concentration is needed for this! After receiving honors and praises, Nimaram still did not forget his duty as a postman.She said: "I just did what I should do, but the party and the government have given me too much honor. I have to work harder." Yang Limin, Director of the Post Office of Deqin County, told me: Over the years, Nimaramu has won many honors. I found that whether he was accepting awards in other places or participating in activities, Ramu always rushed back to the cloud as soon as the event ended. Ling Township Post Office. Before the "May 1st" festival in 2008, after receiving the "National May 1st Labor Medal" and "Yunnan Provincial Model Worker" in Kunming, Lamu called me to say that she was coming back. Far away, and it happened to be a holiday, let her have fun for two days before coming back.Kelamu rushed back to Yunling Township the next day.Asked why she didn't play for two days, she said flatly: "As soon as I came out, the old director took over my job. He was not in good health. I want to go back immediately, and the villagers are waiting for me." Yes, the folks in Yunling are waiting for her, she can't let go! The last time I witnessed Nimaramu's indifference and detachment of honor, and the natural transformation of excitement and loneliness, was on February 14, 2010.Careful readers may notice that that day is the first day of the Lunar New Year.Yes, that night, in a small hotel near Kunming Airport, I met Nimaramu who had just got off the plane.I also saw her the night before, on the lively TV screen of the Spring Festival Gala; now I see her in Kunming, on her way to Yunling Township in a hurry after her trip to Beijing.There was no flight to Shangri-La that day, so she had to stay overnight in Kunming.I want to take this time to interview her, but I am afraid that I will delay her rare stay in Kunming.当我说出我的担心时，她告诉我，即便没有采访，她哪也不会去，现在她最想去的地方，就是云岭邮政所，就是回家，就是再次挎上她已经耽误了好几天的绿邮包！ 2007年，尼玛拉木做客央视《对话》节目时，一位专家曾经说过：“尼玛拉木的责任已经化为一种职业本能，深深地烙在她的头脑中了，这是我们社会所倡导的一种最高的职业精神。”尼玛拉木是这样，老所长桑称是这样，一代又一代的雪山峡谷邮递员都是这样。他们秉承着邮政人爱岗敬业、为人民服务的优良传统，秉承着邮政人忠于职守、甘于奉献的职业精神，克服了常人难以想象的危险、孤独、艰难和生死的考验，在这条绿色生命线的末端默默行走。他们用朴实坚强的身躯、平凡敬业的工作，履行着一个普通邮政职工的责任，履行着邮政普遍服务的责任，诠释着邮政人对祖国的忠诚和对人民群众的热爱！他们是默默奉献在雪山峡谷邮路上的忠诚信使，他们就像高原上盛开的格桑花，普普通通，默默无闻，静静开放，却留给雪域高原一片芳香！ 这是一位网友在人民网上，为藏族女乡邮员的事迹所感动而写下的一首诗，诗里的主人公正是尼玛拉木。