CHAPTER XXXV

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There is a folk proverb in Litang, "there are three major temples in Lhasa, there are Taer Temples in Qinghai, and there are Changqing Temples in Litang". No matter from any corner of Litang County, you can see a group of buildings in the north of the city that are spread by the mountains, and the momentum is majestic, that is, the Evergreen Keer Temple, also known as the Litang Temple.

In the "Sunshine City", that is, several major temples in Lhasa and the Potala Palace are not allowed to take pictures and videos casually, and several photographers woke everyone up very early, and together with the early Tibetans to go to Litang Temple again to experience pure Tibetan Buddhism.

Stepping on the red wooden floor, holding the red wooden ladder in his hand, beside him is a monk in a red robe, lighting an inextinguishable butter lamp, and his ears are haunted by the sound of Sanskrit as thick as red...

That day

I closed my eyes in the incense mist of the prayer hall

Suddenly I heard the mantra you chanted

That month

I shake all the prayer cylinders, not for excess

Just to touch your fingertips

That year

Kowtow on the mountain road, not for the audience

Just to stick to your warmth

That life

Turning mountains and rivers and turning pagodas is not for the sake of repairing the afterlife

Just to see you on the way

That moment

I raise the wind horse, not for the sake of begging

Just waiting for your arrival

That day

Build up the mani pile, not for the sake of virtue

Just to cast the pebbles of your heart's lake

That night

Listening to Sanskrit singing for a night is not for enlightenment

Just to find a breath of your breath

That moment

I fly into immortals, not for immortality

To bless you with peace and joy

That day, that month, that year, that life......

Just, it was that night

I forgot everything

Abandon faith, abandon reincarnation

Just for the rose that once wept in front of the Buddha

It has long lost its lustre

-------- "Cangyang Gyatso I"

Cangyang Gyatso, Monpa, the 6th Dalai Lama, known as Lobsang Rinchen Cangyang Gyatso, is a famous poet and political figure in Tibetan history. He is one of the most famous poets of the Tibetan nationality, and his poems are well-known at home and abroad, not only have an important position in the history of Tibetan literature, have a wide and far-reaching influence on the Tibetan people, but also are a remarkable flower in the world poetry arena.

The Sixth Dalai Lama, Changyang Gyatso, was a brilliant poet, an "unorthodox" lama in the eyes of "orthodox", so fate caused him to disappear prematurely. When he disappeared, the 7th Dalai Lama was reincarnated in Litang, based on the last poem written by the 6th Dalai Lama before his death: "A white crane, please lend me its wings, do not go to a distant place, turn to Litang and return". This almost lyrical poem has become the secret of his reincarnation.

The love song of the 6th Shida Lai Cangyang Gyatso makes people full of reverie about Litang.

Since the 7th and 10th Da-Lai Lamas and the 1st Buddha of the Buddha Xianggen are all from Litang, the Evergreen Kol Monastery is the only Gelugpa monastery in the Kham region that can confer Geshe degrees. "Geshe" (the highest degree of Tibetan Buddhist monks). Only by going deep into it can we know the soul of Litang.

From Litang out of the Wuliang River Valley, all the way to the gravel road, slowly uphill, suddenly in front of the eyes suddenly opened, a vast prairie presented in front of you. The endless highway twists and turns on the grassland; There is an endless sea of flowers here; There are sturdy horses, cattle and sheep; There's a misty morning mist.

Litang Maoya Prairie -- China Geographic magazine once rated her as one of the six most beautiful grasslands in China, and the grasslands are in full bloom in June, and it has reached the most beautiful season of Maoya Prairie. The grassland like the sea is lush and green, under the clear blue sky, the cattle and sheep are flocked, the grass is green, and the wildflowers in full bloom are purple and red, this is the beautiful Maoya grassland.

Dozens of kilometers of green grassland, dotted with tents, yurts, herds of cattle and sheep in a leisurely walk and eat green grass, red-crowned cranes, otters, antelopes, green sheep, yellow ducks, marmots and other wild animals mixed in; In the early morning, the smoke of the herdsmen's cooking rises and mingles with the faint mist rising from the meadows.

Even though today's schedule is very tight, Xie Xingxing and his party can't help but slow down and enjoy the scenery here, there are so many wildflowers all over the mountains that the highway is almost submerged in a sea of flowers.

The sea of grassland flowers in the sunny near and the black stone mountain under the dark clouds in the distance! It's quiet and peaceful, but it's raining on the mountains not far away! Thunder roars! It's really beautiful, not only the three photographers are almost crazy, but even people like Xie Xingxing, who don't have any artistic cells, think that they have come to a different world.

The vast and magnificent Maoya prairie is endless on both sides of the highway, the deep and shallow green, stretching and undulating on the grassland, the small flowers scattered on the grassland are colorful, and the sunlight cast in the cracks of the clouds is constantly moving and changing between the large area of color block combinations, bright strings, depicting a colorful and beautiful picture on the grassland of Gaocheng.

There is a gentle uphill slope of about 78 kilometers from Litang to the foot of Haizi Mountain, and then a long slope of about 10 kilometers to the pass, which was originally planned to cross the pass before noon and have a picnic next to the famous sister lake. Although I got up at dawn and went on the road when the sun just rose after a simple breakfast at Litang Temple, a group of excited people stopped and walked all morning before they arrived near Lengge Village, Heni Township.

"Tashi Delek!"

"Hello!"

"Hello!"

"Tashi Delek!"

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A group of Tibetan children playing on the side of the highway saw Xie Xingxing and his party slowly, and they were very curious, enthusiastic, and lively and surrounded them.

Xie Xingxing has also heard that there is chaos between Litang and Batang, in addition to the possible robbers, there are also some adults on the Sichuan-Tibet line who will instruct children to pick up passers-by in addition to being road rage themselves. However, the simple smiles of these children, who have not been polluted by the complex society, make everyone feel the warmth and friendliness of the Tibetan people.

"Tashi Delek!" Zheng Yan happily put down the baby camera, and jumped directly from the open back seat without the car stopping.

"Hello!" Xie happily parked his bicycle and said hello while taking out the very popular candy to say hello.

"Thank you." A little boy shyly took the candy, whispered thanks, and hurriedly ran back to his friends. Seeing the pure and happy smiles on these faces dyed red by the plateau climate, Xie Xingxing and his party were also infected, and they got out of the car to greet the children, and Zheng Yan hurriedly turned around and went back to the car to get the gifts she had prepared in advance.

Xie Xingxing and his entourage saw that this place was good, there was a small river not far from the road, and wisps of cooking smoke had risen from the tents of Tibetans in the distance, so they decided to stop here. If the harvest of a few photographers here is a lot of beautiful photos, then Xie Xingxing's harvest is more than a dozen fat groundhogs. Groundhogs may be difficult for ordinary people to catch, but for Xie Xingxing, it is a matter of throwing a few stones while stopping to take pictures.

"Brother Happy, do you really want to eat these marmots?" Zheng Yan asked unbearably when she saw Xie Xingxing and the driver take out the marmot from the car and walk towards the river. When Xie Xingxing hit the first groundhog, Zheng Yan stopped doing it, insisting that the groundhog was so cute that it must not be delicious, so she didn't let Xie Xingxing continue to do it. Under Dunzhu Zhuoma's explanation, marmots are the scourge of the grassland and a source of food for herders, and Zheng Yancai sullenly let Xie happy.

"You don't want to eat it, I really want to eat it, these marmots must be so fat and delicious, try my craft later, don't drool." Xie said happily, and shook the prey in his hand at Zheng Yan. I haven't tried the survival skills in the wild, but I finally have a chance to try it, and Xie Xingxing doesn't want to let it go easily.

"Hmph, it's not going to be, Bingbing, look how cruel and terrible your man is, he really wants to eat mice." Zheng Yan saw that Xie Xingxing had already made up her mind, and hurriedly shifted the target.

"I've eaten bamboo rats, but they're delicious, and I want to taste the taste of this prairie rat." Nie Bing's words made Zheng Yan speechless.

"What's this, my hometown has the famous Eight Great Trunks of Western Fujian, among which the dried mice are made of voles, if it is not made by mice, it is not authentic." After Xie Xingxing explained, he said to Dunzhu Zhuoma: "Zhuoma, can you get some firewood, this thing is more fragrant to roast and eat." ”

"Well, I'll look for it." Dunzhu Zhuoma readily agreed.

When Xie returned to the camp after handling the marmots neatly, he found a large pile of yak dung piled there.

"Brother Happy, these are all I got in exchange for homework books and pencils, there is only this fuel on the grassland, look at how you, the big demon king, still roast marmots." Zheng Yan's words smacked of schadenfreude.

"It's fragrant with these roasts, and the master will help light the fire." Xie Xingxing's words almost didn't make Zheng Yan angry.

"When I was a soldier, having rats to eat was a meal, so I miss the taste, but I am happy that the skill of dealing with rats is much better than that of my old squad leader, and I believe his skills are not bad." Chen Haojie said while lighting a fire.

"It's disgusting, I don't believe it, it's cow dung. I don't want to, I'd better eat my bread, Bingbing, you won't eat it. Zheng Yan felt disgusting when she thought about it, and she might have to eat cow dung roasted rats later, so she hurriedly refused in advance, and wanted to bring her best friend to accompany her.

"This is the first time I've ever cooked, and I have to taste it no matter how bad it is." After Nie Bing finished speaking, he stepped forward to help.

"Bingbing, you are hopeless, you have completely fallen." Zheng Yan patted her forehead, unable to complain.

Soon, more than a dozen marmots were skewered on the iron rod for barbecue a few days ago, and they were not directly thrown on the cow dung to roast as Zheng Yan thought.

"Thanks, can this rat really eat it?" George Bush, who was eating bread, choked on his saliva and asked Xie Xingxing. At this time, except for Nie Bing and the two drivers, who believed in Xie Xingxing's craftsmanship, everyone else ate fast food first.

"As a man, can I make my lover hungry?" Xie Xingxing answered a little differently, but gave George Bush the most affirmative answer.

"Then I'll stop eating it for now, so let's wait." After George Bush finished speaking, he put down his bread and stared at the groundhog that was about to be roasted.

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"Well, it's delicious, it's delicious." After the marmot was roasted, Zheng Yan saw that everyone was eating really deliciously, smelled the fragrance and tasted a small bite, directly grabbed the remaining marmot, and bit it very unfiguratively.

Zheng Yan, who had already eaten a loaf of bread, was still not satisfied after eating a whole groundhog, and aimed at the remaining half of Li Xiaowolf's hand.

"Little wolf, you see I haven't eaten yet, you see." The tone of the super foodie was rare gentle, and his eyes were shining at the groundhog next to Li Xiaowolf's mouth.

"Then, you should eat it." Li Xiaowolf, who had just swallowed a bite and was about to take another big bite, looked at Zheng Yan's round belly, hesitated for a moment and handed out the delicious food in his hand.

"Yanyan, you're not afraid of bursting your stomach, the little wolf doesn't seem to be full yet." Nie Bing laughed as he slowly ate the second groundhog.

"It's okay, there's a lot of bread." Zheng Yan, who was too full, lost the gobbling just now, and still had time to reply vaguely.

"Hahaha~, what a poor little wolf Li." Xie Xingxing, who was helping Nie Bing eat the second groundhog, smiled happily.

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When enjoying the delicious meal, many Tibetan grandmothers brought their children to bring their own food, but everyone was already a little overwhelmed, except for Xie Xingxing, who had a perverted digestive ability.

Thanks again to the warm and friendly Tibetans, Xie Xingxing and his party left all their homework books and pencils, and of course, many snacks, and set off again after eating and drinking.