Shu Jin doesn't like birthdays, and birthdays are never a day to celebrate. But my grandmother would always make a longevity noodle with green onions and eggs for her on June 15th to wish her a happy birthday.

The food is tasteless, not because my grandmother has bad skills, but because she is unhappy. In order to live up to her grandmother's wishes, she would bury her head and eat the whole bowl of noodles quietly, and then quietly say to her grandmother's expectant gaze: "It's delicious, thank you grandma." ”

Later, when I grew up, I happened to see my grandmother's ID card, only to find that their birthdays were only 2 days apart, and my grandmother was on June 13.

Since then, the person who makes longevity noodles has been replaced by her, and she will be at home on June 13 as long as she has a holiday.

Thinking of the appearance of my grandmother making longevity noodles for herself, I recalled the steps of cooking noodles, three spoonfuls of light soy sauce and vinegar, with an appropriate amount of salt, a small amount of sugar, and sesame oil and stirred into juice. Then boil the thin noodles until medium-rare, remove them from the pot and put them in the prepared soup, then cover with eggs, put the greens, and finally sprinkle some chopped green onions.

This year is still the case, she put this bowl of longevity noodles just out of the pot in front of her grandmother, and gently said to her grandmother, "I hope that grandma will live a long life and be healthy." ”

Grandma had red eyes, gently touched Shu Jin's head, and said dumbly, "Good boy." ”

"Grandma, I just hope you're doing well." Shu Jin held the old man's old hand.

"Okay, I'm fine."

"Grandma, eat it while it's hot, don't get cold."

"Good"

......

Shu Jin stared at a southwest corner on the map of China for a long time, and finally circled the place of Tibet.

Tibet has always been a dream buried in the deepest part of her soul. That mysterious land, with pure lakes, clear blue skies, fresh air, and white clouds like cotton; There are the footprints of Cangyang Gyatso, the prayer flags fluttering in the wind, the majestic snow-capped mountains, the cattle and sheep leisurely on the grassland, and the people who prostrate and kowtow...... That's the closest thing to heaven!

Shu Jin put on his bulging bag and went to Tibet alone. Along the way, the train left the plain and gradually entered the plateau.

At first, Shu Jin had some altitude sickness, always felt unwell, dizziness, tinnitus, nausea, fatigue, and gradually sank into sleep.

When she woke up again, she gently lifted the curtain and was shocked by the sight she had never seen before. The endless Gobi Desert and snow-capped mountains on both sides, the blue sky is as beautiful as a painting. At this moment, even the altitude sickness slowly eased somewhat.

She sighed at the mysterious natural creation, and picked up her mobile phone to take pictures of the beautiful scenery of this scene.

For nearly 40 hours, in addition to sleeping, she was holding her head and looking at the most beautiful scenery outside and fell into deep thought.

After coming out of the Lhasa Railway Station, Shu Jin, with his head tilted and closed his eyes, took a deep breath of the fresh air of the plateau, and suddenly felt a little refreshed.

When the taxi stopped near the Potala Palace Square in front of the Potala Palace, Shu Geun stepped out of the car and had a real view of the Potala Palace, which once only appeared in textbooks.

According to the mountain barrier, the group of buildings overlaps, the temple is saggy, the momentum is majestic, there is a sideways birth, the air runs through the sky, Shu Jin just stood in place, looking up and staring.

With admiration, she approached the Potala Palace step by step, more than 1,300 years ago. Stretching across two wings, the White House is the living place of the lamas, with various halls and corridors, beautifully furnished and richly furnished, and numerous paintings related to Buddhism painted on the walls. In the center of the Red Palace, there are thousands of statues of Songtsen Gampo, Princess Wencheng and Princess Nepal, as well as the spiritual pagoda of the lamas of the past dynasties, with gold treasures embedded in the intersperse, with colorful murals, brilliant and golden.

It was getting late when I walked out of the Potala Palace. The Potala Palace in the night, under the strong white spotlights on the ground, the red and white inlaid walls are set against the backdrop of the inky sky, like a staircase to the sky, extremely high.

At this time, the presence of the moon does not seem to be felt, only a few stars twinkle on the top of the celestial dome. The Potala Palace is wrapped in a dark and thick night, which adds a kind of lofty unpredictability.

Walking through the streets of Lhasa, Shu Jin remembered the sixth lama who once lived in the Potala Palace, Cangyang Gyatso.

He said: "Living in the Potala Palace, I am the biggest king in the snowy region. Wandering on the streets of Lhasa, I am the most beautiful lover in the world. For this controversial poet in history, Shu Jin has an infinite yearning for him, likes his unruliness, likes his peerless talent, and likes his great wisdom. I also like the poem "That Night" the most.

At this moment, can she find his footprints? Can you touch his breath?

In the following days, she went to many places one after another, and felt a different Tibetan atmosphere and culture.

Breathe in the first cold air of the plateau and wait for an unforgettable sunrise at the summit of Mount Kinabalu with a wide view.

Follow the Tibetans who turn the mountain to throw a colorful dragon together, and let the wind bring their best wishes to the Buddha.

I went to the most sacred temple in the local area and followed the Tibetans through a sutra journey, silently reciting the pious Buddhist words in my heart over and over again.

I went to the holy lake in the hearts of the local Tibetans to worship, and looked at the reflection in the lake and imagined my past and present lives.

I followed the Tibetans into the local temple, watched a wonderful debate, and watched the monks practice with witty words.

Dressed in Tibetan costumes, I took a photo with my kind Tibetan friends, and then remembered each other's strange but warm smiling faces.

Finally, on the last night of her trip to Tibet, Shu Jin witnessed the most beautiful night sky on the plateau, and at that moment, her heart was unprecedentedly peaceful.

On the way back, it was particularly rare for Shu Jin to post a news message in the blank circle of friends, recording her traces all the way to Tibet.

......

"Oh my God, ahhhhh

At this time, Lu Zhaoyu, who was next to her, was leaning on the head of the bed and flipping through some documents transmitted by the school, pinched the bridge of her nose when she heard the sound, put down the Chinese piece in her hand, and walked to the door of Lu Yuxuan's room with a frown.

Seeing that the door was open, he knocked politely, with a little anger in his eyes: "Lu Yuxuan, what's wrong with you." "Why does she have a bad habit of howling at every turn?

"Well, brother, I'm a little excited." She pointed to her phone, her eyes raised, and her eyebrows fluttered.

Lu Zhaoyu approached, she handed him the mobile phone, it was nine pictures of Tibet, he slid his finger to look at them one by one, and heard Lu Yuxuan say excitedly next to him: "I really didn't expect Shu Jin to go to Tibet, it's so happy." After a pause, he looked a little lost, "Brother, you know that I have longed to go to Tibet since I was a child, but my body does not allow it." ”

Each landscape was well shot, and he slid over one by one, lingering on the last one for a few seconds.

It was a row of girls in Tibetan costumes. The girl in the middle wears a red and white fringed hat and a white embroidered Tibetan costume with wide sleeves and a pointed collar, and a red belt tightly cinches her waist. A shallow smile appeared on her fair face, her rosy lips were slightly raised, and her eyes seemed to carry a galaxy full of stars, shining brightly, which was particularly conspicuous in a row of Tibetan girls.

Lu Zhaoyu looked at the rare smile of the girl in the photo, as well as the unusually bright eyes, and couldn't help thinking: This is the youth and brightness that a little girl who is less than twenty years old should have.

Tapping it again, the text on the top of the picture came into his eyes, "Where the dream began."

He was a little curious, dream? What kind of dream made her eyes shine.

"Brother, I really envy Shu Jin too much." Lu Yuxuan took the mobile phone handed over by Lu Zhaoyu and looked at the screen with yearning in her eyes.

"If you have the chance, you can ask her to tell you what she's seen and heard along the way." He lowered his eyes and glanced at Lu Yuxuan and came up with a good idea.

"Brother, you're right, I can invite Shu Jin to come over to play in the future." As if remembering something, the words changed, "The results are about to be released, and I don't know how Shu Jin did in the exam, whether she can become my junior sister." ”

"You say, she wants to report to the University?" Lu Zhaoyu listened silently, and frowned when he heard the end.

"Yes, Shu Jin said that if he wants to be admitted to Linda University, he will work so hard to improve his math scores." Lu Yuxuan nodded, and sighed again, "My student is really hard working and smart, in less than 20 days, her math score has skyrocketed, and her passing score has reached more than 130 points, which is really good." I think if Shu Jin plays at a normal level this time, it will be very safe to report to the big one. ”

"In this way, Shu Jin, it is indeed good." After hearing this, Lu Zhaoyu stretched his brows, and his words revealed praise.

"Eh, brother, it's not easy to see you praise people once!" Lu Yuxuan looked at his brother in surprise, and couldn't believe that the words just now came out of his mouth.

She had heard that Lu Zhaoyu was notoriously strict in Linda. Last year, one of his master's students published a paper on applied mathematics in Annals of Mathematics under his supervision, and all the professors in the Department of Mathematics at Linda evaluated him in their respective classes. How promising he is, how down-to-earth and excellent, how he is a good seedling for academics, and so on are innumerable. After hearing this, his brother called the student into the office, frowned at him and said only one sentence: "Don't be held up to the queen of heaven and can't find the ground." ”

It is said that his student's face at that time was quite wonderful, blue for a while, white for a while, and finally red again, and he only lowered his head and replied "I know" to Professor Lu in front of him, and then rushed out of the door in shame.

After this incident was accidentally seen by a student, it was widely spread in private and discussed. So many students know that for Professor Lu of Linda, they can peek unscrupulously, but they never dare to get close.

Thinking about it this way, she felt that Shu Jin was really a great honor to be praised by Professor Lu, who rarely praised people.