A concept that cannot be precisely defined, different races in the world believe in different religious beliefs, even if some ethnic groups lack religion, but attributed to individuals, everyone has an unignorant conscience, some people say that faith is a beam of light. And I think that whether you have a religious belief or not, there should be a lighthouse in everyone's spiritual world to guide you in the direction of light.

Most of the people who have been to Tibet are addicted, and some people ridicule these addicted people for having a slight masochistic tendency, and they enjoy the headache, nausea, and suffocation pleasure of being tortured by high reactions. This is just a joke, and believers who are willing to endure all this pain and set foot in Tibetan areas again and again must also be guided by some kind of light.

Xu Zeyuan and Lao Wang traveled together, ending in Xining, a short journey, compared with life, can be incalculibly short, maybe they will not see each other again in the future, but they will never forget the brother who once watched the golden dome of Nanga Bhava Buddha with him.

Mr. and Mrs. Xiao Zhao handed over the car keys to the owner of the outdoor store as promised. Xu Zeyuan entered the store to get the key, the boss seemed to greet him lukewarmly, he ushered in the travelers who were sent to Tibet and Tibet, and practiced a good eye for people.

How's it going?

No dizziness.

Did Shigatse go?

Didn't go.

Daocheng didn't go either, did you? Next time, you can take these lines, the Yunnan-Tibet line to Meili, and the ultimate place Ali. The boss took out a selected itinerary map and pointed out the itinerary.

Can I take a picture?

Send you.

I have the contact number of the off-road club here, and I will rent a car in Tibet next time, or rent a car with a driver, safely, this will also be sent to you. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and there are both children and daughters in the rivers and lakes.

No problem, I'll mention your name then. Xu Zeyuan knows this well.

Xu Zeyuan collected his bags and collected half of the heart that was still left at an altitude of 4000 meters, and went straight to the province to participate in Mr. Jia's case, from how to write the guidance document to how to bid, he was busy training young juniors for more than half a month, since Xu Zeyuan took his own benefit, he achieved Mr. Jia and the whole project team, Mr. Jia took great care of Xu Zeyuan, doing less and taking more money, which became Mr. Jia's policy towards Xu Zeyuan, the juniors in the project were very puzzled, Lao Xu had the ability to do things, but Mr. Jia positioned Lao Xu in the military behind the scenes, Lao Xu was also happy to call himself a loose person, he knew that Mr. Jia took care of himself, and at the same time, he was really hurt by the force of the year, and his ambition was not here。

On the weekend at the beginning of the month, Xu Zeyuan returned to Xujia Town, sitting in the courtyard reading magazines and drinking tea.

Brother, taste, the ancient trees of Yunnan are popular.

Well, incense. Xu Zeyuan sniffed it and tasted it.

This was given to me by a guest from Yunnan last week.

Did you give him a discount?

That can't. He talked to me about a lot of homestays in Yunnan, but it's good.

We're not good here?

It's okay, it's just a little bit.

It's not small, and Xujiazhen itself is not big. The scenic spot can't be so big, and the passenger flow will not be much.

Who said, when you are not there at eleven, every day is full, and all the shops on this street are full.

Is it?

Nowadays, people spend all their money on playing, especially people in big cities, who feel fresh when they see mountains and ditches.

Summarize in place. Xu Zeyuan himself is spending money to buy sin.

Let's rent the one on the back street, anyway, the old man is not there, no one lives, and the resources are a waste.

There are a lot of ambitions, what to do in the off-season? All the rooms are empty?

With the current cost and income of a house, I have calculated, give them 20,000 yuan of rent a year, and I am not afraid of the off-season, I will return to the capital in one year and make a profit in the second year.

That's a good calculation. Xu Zeyuan looked at Ah Chuang differently, born to do business.

Brother, you have to go out and negotiate terms with them.

It's home. Xu Zeyuan took the magazine and slapped Ah Chuang's head.

In the second year, we will have 4 or 6 points, or you 6 and I 4. However, you have to get the upfront funds, renovation and decoration, and I will contribute to the rest of the things, and the things you worry about will belong to me, and I will let you drink tea and collect money. Ah Chuang was serious, and by the way, he picked up a magazine and fanned the cold sweat on his head, he persuaded Xu Zhiyuan to rehearse this set of rhetoric more than once, and he had a plan to win.

Xu Zeyuan looked at Ah Chuang in a trance.

Brother, I said the wrong thing?...... Brother, do you say something, I have words on my face?

Xu Zeyuan looked at the inside page of the magazine that was moved by Ah Chuang, revealing XXX Linzhi, and then looked at the title of Linzhi. He settled down and took the magazine from Ah Chuang's hand.

Brother, is it okay or not?

Yes.

It's true?

Well, you left me alone for a while. After Ah Chuang, Xu Zeyuan opened the page of 'Saibei Jiangnan - Nyingchi', and edited and reporter Manzhu. Xu Zeyuan stood up with his hands on his chest with some excitement, at a loss, and couldn't help but turn around in place and sit down to read quietly, recalling the county town of Bomi where he had stayed for a short time and his two-day trip in Nyingchi.

Since then, Manjoo has not published a travelogue. Xu Zeyuan guessed that Manzhu would enter Tibet again in the spring and autumn of the following year, because there were so many scenes worth writing about, and he guessed that she must not have seen Nanga Bhava, so he selected a few photos of Nanga Bhava Peak and the scenery along the way and sent them to Manju of the magazine. In the meantime, Xu Zeyuan went to his parents' house in Lin Jinxi, Beijing, and the house changed hands. Xu Zeyuan completely lost the last chance of contact with Lin Jinxi in the real world. Thankfully, though, he was able to wait for Manju's reply, and he wrote on the back of a photo of the Nyingchi landscape, 'Ah Jin, please contact me, I've always been there and never left.' ’

In the winter, there are few people who go up the mountain, and the Seifu Temple is restored to its former tranquility. There are still no merit boxes in the temple, and tickets are not sold, and the rules for entering the temple are neatly posted at the temple gate and in conspicuous places in the temple. The few devout believers go up the mountain to practice with the great monks during this season.

The warm winter sun hit Buwu's body like a layer of glass light, he overlooked the mountain scenery on the low-walled terrace in the side courtyard, Xu Zeyuan walked slowly through the narrow door, he looked at the Buddha's light body, which made him more thin and pale.

The weather was cold, so I ordered a few more quilts and handed them to Daoyi. Xu Zeyuan stopped a few feet behind Buwu, and also looked at the evergreen pine forest in the mountains.

In the early spring, the path to the top of the peak should be repaired with handrails, and the more people who come to the temple, the more dangers. I don't realize that I am talking about Xu Zeyuan's 'peak loop turn' of sprained foot.

In the early spring, I was just in time to start repairing the yard, and when the time came, I asked the renovation master to come up and help make the handrails.

Amitabha, good, good.

As soon as the weather warms up next year, there will be more people, can Qingfeng Temple change?

It's about changing. I'm going to go to the jungles and read and study the scriptures a lot, so that I can come back and teach the Dharma. The monks in the monastery said that the tourists are noisy and affect the practice, but it is really our own lack of heart and concentration, and we can't let the donor be quiet, and naturally we can't be quiet.

Master Buwu, what you mean is that it is your fault that the monastery is not quiet.

It's not a fault, it's karma and karma. Just like some donors don't understand the Dharma, they blindly think that we are lazy to turn our relationships and receive alms, and that the Dharma is a living method, not a dead method, and we must also adapt with the times.

Xu Zeyuan nodded in agreement. The most difficult thing for people is to walk out of a saint's path in this turbid world. Xu Zeyuan actually doesn't know much about Buddhism, he respects the unenlightened compassion, doesn't care about past suspicions, and doesn't anger others, and he has a life attitude that deviates from all the laws of survival in this turbid world. Xu Zeyuan's belief in enlightenment and Buddhism is even more like liking a subject when he is a student, because he likes this subject first. More importantly, he feels that most of the people who are brave enough to move forward for their obsessions are worthy of respect.

When I was in retreat, I studied the "Broken Mountain Quotations" by Zen Master Poshan, and Poshan believed that truth is like enlightenment, which cannot be expressed in words, but can only be experienced in the heart. Therefore, he thinks that whether it is 'the mind is a Buddha', 'non-mind is not a Buddha', or 'not a mind, not a Buddha, not a thing', it is a convenient method for life, and as long as the slightest attachment to any of them arises, it is 'a head on the head', and it should be put down immediately and not trapped by the name. The realization of the concept of the unity of mind and nature must be achieved by personal empirical evidence, rather than by "singing non-action and reciting non-action". During the rebellion, Li Liyang saw that Poshan strictly adhered to the precepts and did not eat wine and meat, so he said to him, 'As long as you eat meat, I will not kill anyone.' In order to stop Li Liyang's thirst for killing, Poshan made a contract with Li Liyang to open the ring of wine and meat, so that many people were spared from worrying about their lives. It can be seen that the precepts and the precepts of meditation are both contradictory and unified. Buwu shared some of his virtues with Xu Zeyuan.

Saying more and doing less and saying less, this degree is not easy to grasp, I am afraid that this mountain-breaking Zen master is also discredited? Xu Zeyuan has also led a team, and he does not understand the pressure. It's just that Xu Zeyuan is fighting for fame and fortune, and he doesn't want to be famous, he doesn't want to make mistakes without realizing it.

Not bad, highly controversial. Let it be judged by future generations, so what's the matter. I don't realize the attitude of expressing myself,

If you stop the cultivation of karma, you can also benefit all sentient beings. If you beg for food while begging for food, you will not go down to the field to cultivate as a sign to sentient beings. At the last Dharma meeting, a lay person asked him if he didn't want to work anymore, and he couldn't see any improvement in his life by chanting sutras at home every day, so he said that the Dharma deceived people. It is not enough for the monastery to rely on the ten directions to support and promote the Dharma and benefit the living, to teach the Buddha in the morning and evening, and to return to all sentient beings in the ten directions. Wuwu sighed, he regarded Xu Zeyuan as a confidant.

Master Unenlightened, do you have a grand wish that you will be able to cross all sentencing overnight?

I am ashamed that the Buddha is profound, and I can't understand it, so I took on the abbot of this temple in vain.

When do you plan to leave and how do you get there?

April, the line.

Whether it is an empty mountain and a bright moon, or a world of fireworks, everyone has to take a life path from life to death, as for whether this road is long or short, twisted or folded, whether it is refined into steel, or brittle but not strong. First, people have to empathize with themselves on the journey, and second, the end of the journey is bound to be the same.

He never waited for Manzhu's reply, and Xu Zeyuan never found Manzhu's travelogue from any of the journals. The house was expanded from four rooms to 12 rooms, and he rented an uninhabited yard on the backstreet and renovated it into a two-story homestay. Xu Zeyuan was ready to pack up and start another journey of his, before setting off, he went to Qingfeng Temple to say goodbye, but he had quietly left the temple, accompanied by Daoyi. Xu Zeyuan worshiped the Bodhisattva of the King of Jizo and prayed for the safety of the ancestors of the Xu family, relatives, Buwu, Lin Jinxi and himself.

After arriving in Lijiang, Xu Zeyuan settled in the B&B in Mufu, the boss Lao Mao is a hospitable northerner, and his wife and daughter moved south with a family of three to take root here, the old cat used to be with Xu Zeyuan, writing scripts on the computer from 9 to 5, and his wife Juanzi worked in the same company as him to do administration. When their daughter was three years old, the two didn't want their daughter to be drowned in various skills training classes, early education classes, and preschool classes like other children, so they resolutely bid farewell to the hustle and bustle of the metropolis and lived a free and simple life, although they didn't know whether this decision was correct, but at least now they are happy, their daughter is happier, and the future will be left to the future. Xu Ze is very envious of the life of the old cat and Juanzi, if he is with Lin Jinxi, they will also live a smooth life and sway freely.

Through the introduction of the old cat, Xu Zeyuan rushed to Meili Snow Mountain in a group of six people in the local outdoor club. The driver Lao Liu is also half a tour guide, a couple of men and women in love, just graduated from college, A Bin and A Hua, a couple of Dink, around 40 years old, Lao Ding and Sister Ping, and a female doctor of biotechnology in Singapore, Lee, who is two years older than Xu Zeyuan.

Driver Lao Liu told the mystery and legend of Meili Snow Mountain along the way, Ah Bin, Ah Hua and Lao Ding husband and wife yearn for the mystery of the thirteen peaks of the prince, legend has it that because of the protection of the gods, he is still a sacred mountain that has not been conquered by climbers. Xu Zeyuan is because Meili has rich vegetation and precious medicinal resources, and he also yearns for anything that Lin Jinxi is interested in. Lee was polite and quiet, except for apologizing to everyone for her tardiness, and then sitting alone in the last row of the 7-seater business car and talking to the voice recorder, recording the weather, altitude, place names, and feelings, and did not interact with everyone much. Lao Liu asked her why she went to Meili? She said: Curiosity, fate. Xu Zeyuan sat in the co-pilot, admiring the scenery along the way and chatting with Lao Liu occasionally. Mountains and mountains, river valleys, smoke, plus a good weather, such a beautiful scenery will always make passers-by not want to be just a passerby, the beauty of Tibet in addition to the mysterious religion, there is also endless vastness, its magnificence makes you small to insignificant, Xu Zeyuan feels that the only comparable to this vast is the mind of a man. He fell in love with travel for Lin Jinxi, and when someone asked him why he liked to wander around, he would say find someone - someone he loved, and then someone asked him the same question, he said in order to find himself - and then let the person he loved fall in love with himself again.

Shangri-La is famous for British writer James Hilton's little "Lost ho

izo

But when you set foot in Tibet, you will understand that everywhere in Tibet is Shambhala, which is paradise on earth. In the afternoon, Xu Zeyuan and his entourage of seven arrived at Shangri-La Ancient Town, Xu Zeyuan sat in the Dejilin Cafe and ordered a cup of American style to look at the street scene, there are not many people on the streets of the ancient town, and there are many blonde and blue-eyed fellows like James in the café. Ah Bin and Ah Hua shuttled through the handicraft shops on the street, and Lao Ding and his wife held hands and wandered around the street. Lee stood across the street, put away the camera and voice pen, and looked at Xu Zeyuan in the floor-to-ceiling window, Lee tapped his lower lip with his index finger and made an OK hand gesture, basically asking how the coffee tasted? Xu Zeyuan gave a thumbs up, wanting to tell her that she might as well come in and give it a try. Lee pushed the door in, asked for a large cappuccino, and sat down across from Xu Zeyuan.

Why don't you go down the street? Lee himself is a curious independent existence, and this maverick is now curious about Xu Zeyuan.

The ancient town is much the same, a main street, with small shops, bars, cafes, and inns on both sides. Xu Zeyuan is right, as the owner of an inn in an ancient town, he has the right to speak.

Oh, I see.

What is your research topic?

Molecular Biology.

Calculate the nature of life by scientific methods?

Lee's eyes flashed with a hint of wisdom, and he nodded his chin slightly in agreement with the tall and straight man in front of her.

Logically this statement is true.

So the result?

Unfortunately, there is no result, and perhaps only the process forever. Lee shrugged his shoulders and took a sip of the cappuccino,

Heard of Sch

odi

ge

I don't know what you call it. Lee continued.

Schrödinger's cat, radium decays, triggers a mechanism to break the bottle containing a chemical substance, and the cat dies, if the radium does not decay, the cat will survive. When radium is in the superposition of decay and non-decay, the cat is in the superposition of dead cats and live cats. Xu Zeyuan remembered that his mentor had mentioned this supra-ideological theory.

Bi

Go, which also touches on the concept of quantum mechanics, its perception of the world of particles. Only when you open the box does the superposition end abruptly. Lee is very good at it.

It's too esoteric to understand.

yes, except for the cat, everyone was confused. By the way, what did you study?

Mathematics.

No wonder.

After discussing the topic of molecular biology and quantum mechanics, the two of them looked out the window silently, and I think their thoughts were pulled back to the heavy question of origin, the meaning of life? Who am I?

After a short stay, Lao Liu took six people on the road again, and when it was almost dusk, they stayed in Nixi Township, Xu Zeyuan found a restaurant with a grand face, and proposed that everyone enjoy a risky meal to comfort the skin of the dusty people.

The thick steel pot brings together ingredients and accessories adapted to local conditions, rich unknown spices, rich tomato soup, red pepper oil, and all the aromas and tastes are the base for a river fish caught in the Jinsha River. Everyone's taste buds are conquered by the deliciousness of the fish and the richness of the soup, and the locals call it Haixiao Fish Hot Pot, but unfortunately this is a delicacy that has never left Nixi Township. Xu Zeyuan took a sip of soup, a warm current flowed from his throat to his stomach, and then turned into a sense of happiness flowing into his heart, although this color body is greedy but also easy to satisfy, this simple and unattainable happiness He once had it, he and Lao Wang ate stone pot chicken in Lulang, he missed Lao Wang, I don't know if he is okay?

In the early morning of the third day, Xu Zeyuan and his entourage of six were in Xidang Hot Spring, waiting for the driver Lao Liu to temporarily transfer them to the guide who entered Yubeng Village, the weather was not ideal, and it was rainy. The leader of the mule team in the neighboring village led the mules and horses to bargain with the employer, and in such bad weather, the mules and horses could only reach the second pass, and the snow on the top of the mountain was very thick, and the horses would slip and fall into the cliff. Said the villager leading the mule and horse.

Lao Liu told us about the current situation of going over the mountain to Yubeng Village, and finally the six people were divided into two teams, Ah Bin and Lao Ding, the two groups decided to take mules and horses up the mountain, and Lee and Xu Zeyuan hiked, and they chose a Tibetan boy to be their guide. The mountain road is a winding dirt road formed by the mule team trampling for a long time, the wide place can allow the mules and horses going up and down the mountain to the wrong way, and the narrow place can only pass one pedestrian, and the side of the mountain road is a cliff, and the more you go up, the steeper the cliff becomes. The four-person mule team waved to Lee and Xu Zeyuan, and Lao Ding said, "We'll see you in Yubeng Village." Xu Zeyuan also waved his hand, and we had dinner together.

17-year-old let with pine needles in his mouth,

In this weather, it depends on luck to be able to have dinner in Yubeng Village.

Lee said, let's hurry.

Only let go in the front, Xu Zeyuan followed behind Lee, Lao Ding and his party of four quickly disappeared in the dense forest, accompanied by towering cedar trees, fine spring rain, a thin layer of snow on the branches of the cedar trees and a hint of spring cold, the three of them had to hike 18 kilometers and climb over the 3900-meter-high Nazong La Pass.

The mountain god lives in Kawabog, and once someone reaches the top of the mountain, the god is gone, and we have no god to protect us here. Cai Rang introduced the main peak of Meili Snow Mountain in Tibetan Mandarin while walking, he walked briskly and spoke without difficulty.

OK...... Tell me about the disaster? Exhausted, Lee began to gasp for air.

The Chinese and Japanese mountaineering team climbed twice, the first time 17 people died and there was an avalanche, and the second time they were about to reach the summit, and when they heard that the weather was getting bad three days later, they withdrew, and after they withdrew, the weather got better again. The sacred mountain cannot be climbed, and Kawabog is the first of our sacred mountains.

Nature cannot be conquered, and the most important thing for human beings to learn is to reconcile with themselves and nature. Xu Zeyuan expressed his opinion.

Technology will help humans live in harmony with nature. Lee may be a scientist who doesn't blindly worship science, but the help of science and technology must not be mixed with desire, otherwise it will be a disadvantage.

Hopefully, and hopefully, you'll be the next Ei

stei

。 Xu Zeyuan looked at Lee's back sincerely.

E=mc2。 Lee glanced back at Xu Zeyuan and said, "Thank you, thank you for staying and hiking with me."

The mass of matter is indestructible, and the energy of matter is conserved, which is polite. Xu Zeyuan could barely have some conversations with Lee.

Ei

stei

, a god-like being. Lee recorded this sentence into a voice recorder and told Xu Zeyuan to listen.

Perhaps, spring rain is as expensive as oil, so it will moisturize things silently. Xu Zeyuan and Lee were wearing ponchos, their quick-drying pants were wet, dry and wet, and the humidity of the forest mixed with the sweat of the hike was both cold and muggy. Cai Rang also put on a poncho that Xu Zeyuan bought more, he just wore it casually, the poncho hat was diagonally on his right shoulder, the mud and danger of the mountain road were like walking on the ground for him, he picked the pine needles at his fingertips from time to time and put them in his mouth, and from time to time Lee and Xu Zeyuan fell, and from time to time he looked back and waited. As the altitude accumulated, the rain turned into crystalline snowflakes, and the thickness of the snow became thicker and thicker, turning from a faint thin snow to a snow-covered snowy forest.

They took a short break at the first rest stop, where the young rest stop owner kept passers-by warm with Su oil tea boiling on the fire and scones by the fire. The three of them sat around the bench by the fire to keep warm, Xu Zeyuan asked for a pot of Su oil tea and poured three bowls, and Lee took out the toast bread from his backpack to share with everyone. The rest stop is a simple wooden shed that is open on all sides, warm on the side of the fire, and cold on the side of the snow.

Lee, you'd better add a piece of clothing, the higher the altitude, the lower the temperature. Xu Zeyuan reminded Lee.

Let me warm up a little more. Lee was tired, she was too greedy for the three-inch-wide wooden bench and the bright fire to get up.

To speed up, the snow is thick, go slower. Just let the reminder.

The people who came down said that the snow was up to their knees. The rest station manager updates the most timely weather forecast.

Xu Zeyuan took out his leg guards and cane from his backpack, glanced at Lee and said,

If you leave now, I'll give you the leggings, I guess you didn't have that.

Xu Zeyuan helped Lee put on his leggings, and the three of them continued to advance to the next rest stop.

The mountain road became slippery and narrow, Xu Zeyuan gave Cai a hand, he walked with one hand, and the other hand pulled one end of Lee's cane, and the other end was the petite Lee's deep and shallow heel trekking behind Xu Zeyuan. As the sky got dark, they met with the mule team and tourists coming down the mountain, and a couple in their 50s stopped carefully and politely to make way for them. Xu Zeyuan guessed that they must have come to mourn the mountaineers who died here in 1991, but it is not known whether she was the mother of Yusuke Kodama, Shunji Kudo or Shunichi Sekura. He bowed to them very sincerely, and the woman smiled and nodded, not sad, as if she had just gone to her son's house and left satisfied, with a satisfied and relieved face.

As he walked, the mountain road turned into a snow road that was solidified, and Lee used his left leg to measure the thickness of the snow himself, and the snow was knee-high. The forest under the snow and mist has a misty aura, and the depths of the dense forest are filled with milky white smoke, like a hidden unknown soul or a small beast that sniffs your breath along the way. They had to silently pick up their pace and try to reach the end of the day before dark.

When they reached the third rest stop, they had only a third of the way left, and it was a fairly smooth downhill road, and when the snow gradually became light again, the snow stopped and the rain stopped, and the light of the faint sunset brightened the sky. They put away their canes as they walked, took off their leg guards, and took off their jackets, and when Xu Zeyuan took off his upper body and only had a white T-shirt left, the ice and snow had long been left behind them, and it seemed that they had never trekked in the ice and snow. The snow-white pear blossoms on the roadside, lined with the lush greenery of the dense forest, and a few blood-red rhododendrons seemed to be covered by emerald green in the distance, and their steps also became brisk with the change of seasons, bypassing a cluster of shrubs, a small village came into view, and there were more than a dozen peasant houses scattered on the seemingly irregular cultivated fields in the col.

How many people are there in this village? Xu Zeyuan asked.

30 households.

Oh my God, it's beautiful! I've never wondered if the world we see with our eyes is the real world, or is the world seen by the eyes of an eagle or a fly's eyes the real world? Lee admires the beauty of the world he sees, but he doesn't know how to deconstruct it.

A friend of mine once said, "Eight also argued, return the flower to the flower, return the grass back to the grass, return the mountain to the mountain, return the light to the sun, and return everything that can be returned." You open your eyes to see the light, close your eyes to see the dark, see the light and the dark, and see the nature of the heart. The rest is what you can't pay off, and the one who can't pay off is you. Xu Zeyuan remembered that he had spoken about Buddhism, he seemed to understand it at the time, Lee asked what the real world was, and he suddenly came up with this translation of Buddhism that he didn't understand - what is the real you.

Eight also argued, only light and dark?Lee tried hard to repeat these eight words.

What do you think?

Is this a matter of religion and soul?, Lee thought for a moment.

So what about a flower and a world, a leaf and a Bodhi?

One flower and one world is a cosmic problem, and it is not an exaggeration to say that cells are as complex as the universe.

You are interesting, why you insist on solving difficult things, they are all arranged. Only then did he listen to the conversation between Xu Zeyuan and Lee and replied, he pointed to the sky, meaning that the heavens had arranged it. His face was expressionless, and his index finger pointed to the sky, like a wise man who broke through the heavens.

Lee and Xu Zeyuan looked at each other dumbfounded, and it was in vain that they had studied hard for many years with a doctor of biology and a master's degree in mathematics?

At least as a necessary element in the validation logic, the path and end point are less important. Xu Zeyuan wanted to comfort Lee.

Lee completely agreed with Xu Zeyuan's statement, gave a thumbs up with both hands at the same time, and said,

Rest assured, I will continue to work hard to bring us closer to the truth.

They share a tractor. Only then did he point to the village of Yubeng in the mountain col and continue to fulfill his duties as a guide.

Can't the tractor drive in?

Split it into parts, carry it in by a caravan, and reassemble it.

When it was completely dark, they rushed to the Zangbala Youth Hostel and reunited with Lao Ding and his party. The dining room of the youth hostel is also the large living room of the hostess's house, the hostess's children and dog warm up around the fire, and the three teams occupy three long tables in the living room, ready to enjoy dinner, they greet each other kindly, or chat about an interesting story that is neither strange nor familiar, or greet and ask where you are calling?

In the dead of night, it rained beautifully. Xu Zeyuan's room was leaking rain, he used a water cup to catch the rain, and the crackling sound of water made him sleepless, so he climbed out of the thin sleeping bag, put a down jacket between the fleece jacket and the jacket, took the headlamp, and pushed the room open.

There is a terrace on the second floor of the wooden structure house, Xu Zeyuan will make a 'click' or 'squeak' sound every time he climbs a step, and there is a petite back in front of the guardrail of the terrace, she turns her head and Xu Zeyuan looks at each other, and then, she continues to be immersed in the dark night without being frightened, fearless, and her petite figure contains the power of courage. Xu Zeyuan stood on her side and joined her silent and dark world. Yubeng Village is located at the foot of Wuzi Peak in Meili Snow Mountain, located on the mountainside of 3,150 meters, and the whole village is surrounded by peaks between 3,700 and 6,000 meters above sea level. Further up, the snow-covered peaks of the sky looked like they were sitting on a well and watching the sky—a navy blue lighter than the mountains without moonlight and stars.

I'm thinking about what you're talking about. Lee spoke first.

Xu Zeyuan breathed in the damp and cold air as he listened to Lee's speech.

You close your eyes. Lee closed his eyes first.

Xu Zeyuan then closed his eyes and found that there was light in the darkness in his closed eyes.

Do you see?, Lee asked.

What do you see?

Here, closing your eyes is light and opening your eyes is dark.

Xu Zeyuan opened his eyes and said, yes, that's right.

It doesn't matter if it's open to the light and closed it's dark. It is dark when it is opened, and it is light when it is closed.

It's always one light and one dark, so only one light and one dark is something that can't be lost. So it's the real you who can't fall off. Xu Zeyuan seemed to be suddenly enlightened.

Maybe. Lee also seems to have a plausible perception, but he can't be very sure, and it needs to be further investigated.