They ran enough on the grassland before slowly walking back. When they arrived at the entrance of the village, the two dismounted and saw Xin Xing's figure from a distance.

Xin Xing ran head-on, and when he saw Bai Zezhi, he said, "Just now Sanji and Danba ran back and said that you were robbed by bad people. After speaking, he glanced at Gu Youli and asked, "You are the bad guy?" ”

"That's right." Gu Youli grinned, and really looked a bit of a bad person.

The village chief was very hospitable, and greeted Gu Youli, an uninvited guest, to have dinner with everyone. During the banquet, the two chatted, and the village chief asked Gu Youli how he came, what about his friends, and what were his plans next......

Gu Youli was polite, and replied to the village chief with a smile: "I came alone, from Northern California, and I came here to find friends." Saying that, he glanced at Bai Zezhi with a smile, and Bai Zezhi turned his head away from looking at him. He continued, "I don't have any plans, just walk around and have a look." I also have some friends who have arrived early**, and they are all mountaineering enthusiasts, but I am not going to look for them, and I am not very interested in mountaineering. ”

The village chief said enthusiastically: "In a few days, there will be a Xuedun Festival in Lhasa, which is very lively, you can go and have a look." As he spoke, he looked at Bai Zezhi with a smile, and added, "Teacher Bai, you can go to the Xuedun Festival to have a fun." ”

The village chief seems to have automatically matched Bai Zezhi and Gu Youli into a pair, Bai Zezhi answered, and the village chief said.

After dinner, Gu Youli wanted to return to his residence, and Bai Zezhi sent him out. In the open space at the entrance of the village, Gu Youli smiled and approached and said, "Then let's talk about it, let's go to Lhasa to watch the Xuedun Festival!" ”

His eyes sparkled, as bright as the stars in the canopy behind him.

This trip to Lhasa was guided by Dawa Tsering. He took Bai Zezhi, Xin Xing and Gu Youli to Lhasa to watch the Shoton Festival.

In Tibetan, "snow" means "yogurt", and "dun" means "feast", which means "to eat", so many people call the Xuedun festival also a "yogurt festival".

Legend has it that the "Shoton Festival" originated when the secular people offered yogurt to the monks after the closed retreat was opened. By the second half of the 17th century, the "Shoton Festival" gradually evolved into an important festival focusing on the exhibition of Buddha and Tibetan opera performances. It is also known as the "Tibetan Opera Festival" and "Buddha Festival".

The day after arriving in Lhasa, they got up at five o'clock and arrived at the Buddha Drying Ground on the mountain behind Drepung Monastery at six o'clock. By seven o'clock, it was dawning. On the hillside, the police had arrived early.

More than a dozen lamas brought an area of more than 1,000 square meters of colored striped cloth, and the people on the mountain threw down the rope, and the people below tied the rope to the colored striped cloth. On the Buddha drying frame, a layer of colored striped cloth was first pulled.

At half past seven, the first light came from the east. On the way from Drepung Temple to the back mountain, there are colorful prayer buildings and umbrella covers to open the way, several meters long Dharma horns and chanting sound accompaniment, cypress branches burning cigarette smoke slowly lingering.

The huge Thangka Buddha statue was carried out by dozens of young monks from the Tsoqin Hall of Drepung Temple, dozens of monks pulled the rope together, and the Thangka statue of Buddha Shakyamuni with an area of more than 1,000 square meters was slowly unfolded on the mountain behind Drepung Temple.

The face of the Buddha was covered with silk cloth all the time, and when the first rays of sunlight shone on the thangka, the silk cloth covering the Buddha's face was slowly pulled apart. At this time, the prayers of the believers, the sound of the monastery's Dharma horn, and the chanting of the monks echoed at the foot of the mountain for a long time.

After the ceremony, someone boiled butter tea, and then, the Tibetan opera was performed, and the grand celebration began.

Bai Zezhi was deeply shocked by everything in front of him, Xin Xing was the same, and Gu Youli was the same. The first rays of sunlight shine on the thangka, and also on everyone's heart.