Chapter 237: The Meaning of Travel

Xu Yang took several photos and sent them to his mother, because the other party's avatar was the classic "Good Luck Lotus".

But the other party thought that he was asking for merit money, and angrily sent three sixty-second voice messages, and Xu Yang didn't dare to listen to it at all.

Sixty seconds is the limit of WeChat, not the limit of an angry mother.

After a few people came out, they walked around the wall of the main hall again.

Because the outer corridor is equipped with prayer wheels, visitors line up and turn around one by one in an orderly manner.

No one reads the scriptures on the prayer cylinder, most of them just ask for an auspicious fortune.

Unexpectedly, the warp cylinder was warm to the touch, with the characteristic rusty smell of bronze.

Su Chengyi noticed that the bronze ware had become smoother because it had been touched all year round, while most of the murals inside the wall had been mottled and peeled off.

The dilapidated ancient walls inside are exposed, but they add a bit of ancient mystery.

In the "whoosh" sound of the rotation of the prayer cylinder, it is as if the ancient monks from thousands of years ago were chanting the scriptures, passing through the opposite side of the corridor.

When Su Chengyi was thinking about these illusory things, the fingers of his empty left hand were gently pulled.

Turning around, Chu Tianmian next to him took him to the side, and it turned out that a pilgrim had arrived here with a big bow of three steps and one kowtow.

The tourists spontaneously gave way and stopped talking and remained silent.

The pilgrim was an uncle, dark-skinned, but bright-eyed.

Seeing them give up their positions, he smiled gratefully.

His robes were tattered, and the pieces of wood that protected his palms and knees had been worn into thin pieces.

Su Chengyi had read the relevant literature and knew that pilgrims like this often took a year, two years or even more to travel to the holy place in their hearts.

And the uncle in front of him has already reached the end of the line in half a step.

Those who choose to embark on this path often scatter their wealth before setting out, and set out with only one body of piety towards their faith.

They performed the five-body ritual of throwing themselves to the ground, like measuring the length of the earth with their bodies, all the way to the mountains and rivers, and forging ahead as ascetics.

And most of what they pray for is not for themselves.

The wish they made was really for the people and the common people, and they hoped for world harmony and world peace.

Because of this, people will treat each other with respect wherever they pass.

Not everyone can leave the dust behind and embark on such a path, so people are respectful and willing to help, which is also another great good deed.

After the uncle walked away, Xu Yang swallowed his saliva and said:

"I kind of understand why Tang Seng didn't sit on the somersault cloud back then, and had to walk on his own."

"Isn't he riding a horse?"

Han Bing has been dismantling Taiwan professionally for 100 years.

β€œ.”

Xu Yang was rarely emotional, and was silent again.

Lin Tong, who had always had nothing to say, thought about it at this time and said:

"I have seen many people who have done this before, and when they ask the reason, most of them are because their lovers, children or parents, such as the closest family members, have serious diseases that are difficult to be cured by modern medical treatment. In order to pray for them, they embarked on this path.

But the people here don't seem to be. ”

Su Chengyi nodded in agreement, people in other regions did not grow up under the influence of this environment, so they naturally wanted to do it.

He read to the crowd the words of a ballad that he had heard from the mouths of the pilgrims:

"The black earth is measured by my body, and the white clouds are measured by my hands.

I climbed the steep cliffs like a ladder, and the flat grasslands I climbed like reading a Bible. ”

The melody had been forgotten, and only these few words had been memorized from his previous life to the present.

In the eyes of others, the road is high and long, and the end is difficult and unimaginable.

But from these few words, it can be seen that the pilgrimage road does not seem to be like this in their eyes, but is poetic and full of romanticism.

The honey of A, the arsenic of B.

Su Chengyi secretly warned himself not to preconceived comments on other people's choices.

Zifei fish, the joy of Anzhi fish?

For dinner, I chose a yak hot pot nearby.

Several people are actually red oil spicy pot parties, and the yak meat tastes different from ordinary beef, which is more chewy and flavorful at the same time.

Of course, the taste is not satisfactory, but several people are still immersed in the aftershocks of the soul brought by the journey, and naturally everything they eat has a different taste.

After returning to the B&B, Xu Yang lay on the bed and began to feel dissatisfied with the slightly short journey.

"Why don't you play for a few more days! I'm feeling so tight on time. ”

Su Chengyi changed into pajamas, and was buttoning the buttons on the cuffs one by one, without answering.

Why?

Of course, it's because there is a trip after that.

The rest of the time is no problem to visit the planned attractions.

It's just that if you miss some scenery due to the weather, you won't have time to wait until the weather improves.

It's all about luck.

It turns out that the god of luck does not befall the same person in two consecutive lifetimes.

The next day's trip to Nyingchi was really sad from the morning.

There was a light rain on the road, visibility was very low, and it was foggy everywhere.

Not to mention the Rizhao Golden Mountain, after a hard walk, I didn't even see the true face of Nanga Bhava.

Except for Su Chengyi, the rest of the people were the same as the tourists who were traveling with them, sighing while looking forward to a possible miracle.

Su Chengyi looked into the distance, and the clouds around Nanga Bhava were covered with fog and clouds.

It has a magnificent momentum, worthy of the meaning of Nanga Bhava in the local language:

A spear that pierces the sky.

After returning in vain that day, everyone's depressed mood was even lower after Han Bing's shouting about the new discovery.

When she searched for the best check-in places around her on Weibo, she accidentally found a photography blogger who also went to Nyingchi today.

The blogger was very excited and posted a video, claiming that after waiting for a long time, he successfully filmed the spectacle of the double rainbow after the rain.

The rainbow in the photo, one deep and one shallow, spans the mountains, like two magnificent sky bridges.

Su Chengyi zoomed in on the photo and looked at it, and instantly thought of the Rainbow Bridge connecting Asgard and Midgard in Norse mythology, which is also known as the Shaking Heavenly Road.

It's a shame to miss it.

After all, it is difficult to accept one's own failure, but the success of others is worse than death!

Luckily, luck will bottom out, and the next few days will be perfectly suited.

On the way to Nianqing Tanggula Mountain, the first thing to arrive at is Namtso.

As soon as they got out of the car, Xu Yang and Han Bing couldn't help but shout in the wind.

almost shouted out the high anti.

But the scene is really shocking, the water and the sky are the same, the lake is as blue as jade, as vast as a mirror.

On the surrounding peaks, colorful prayer flags flutter in the wind, layered on top of each other, looking like colorful auspicious clouds from a distance.

The driver also got out of the car to breathe, and by the way, he introduced the origin and meaning of the prayer flags to a few young people with immature faces.

Su Chengyi listened quietly, comparing the knowledge in his memory one by one.

The scientific name of the five-color prayer flag is called "Wind Horse Flag", and the locals call it "Longda", which means wind and Da means horse.

The implication is that the horse rises in the wind and sends good wishes to the gods to pray for peace and prosperity.

Although prayer flags can be seen everywhere, the wind horse flag here is the most magnificent and magnificent that Su Cheng has ever seen.

The sound of the wind and the rattle of the flag, like the sound of rumbling horses' hooves.

To reach the summit of Tanggula, you still need to hike a distance.

A few people who were still ambitious just now became the old, weak, sick and disabled squad again in a blink of an eye.

Su Chengyi walked up with Chu Tianmian in his arms, listening to her humming and chirping all the way, thinking that he was complaining.

Listen carefully, but there are some funny words such as "come on", "you can sleep", "how far is it to go".

Finally, when the five of them reached the top, they looked at the undulating hills in the distance, and they had a bit of pride and ambition of "being at the top of the mountain and seeing the mountains at a glance".

Xu Yang noticed that there were many small stone piles on the peak, and Su Chengyi explained:

"The mani pile, which is used for blessings, is a high pile of stones, representing a smooth way to come. We can also pile up a few pieces. ”

When Xu Yang heard this, his eyes were also high, and he directly chose the piece that had been piled up very high.

So the already crumbling Mani pile was added to the pile of five new stones of different colors and shapes.

The next stop on Tanggula Mountain, naturally, is the true top of the world – Mount Everest.

The car when I got up, after passing the winding mountain road of "one hundred and eight turns of Mount Everest", arrived at the base camp of Mount Everest.

Like the rumored camp for adventurers, it's made up of tents, fires, and flags.

Before the official move-in, at the strong request of two girls who paid attention to the sense of ceremony, several people first went to the monument at an altitude of 5,200 meters to check in.

In fact, after a few days of tiring travel, their state was indeed the same as what Han Bing said on the departing train, which was simply devastated.

Especially now that I'm at such a high altitude, the air is dry, and my lips are crazy to peel.

Everyone looks disgraced.

Su Chengyi felt that walking at such an altitude, he really wanted to throw away all the things he was carrying, because this feeling of being out of breath was too unbearable.

But in this group photo, everyone is not affected by their physical condition, but bursts out with an extremely fresh vitality.

Although there is no exquisite makeup and no beautiful filters, Han Bing quickly posted this photo to Moments.

The accompanying text is only five words - "the meaning of travel".

After the check-in process, I finally saw the true face of Mount Everest.

Xu Yang pondered for a while, but still couldn't help asking:

"This is Mount Everest?"

"Hmm."

Lin Tong replied with his head tilted.

"This is the top of the world? A pilgrimage place for adventurers? The closest place to the sky? ”

Xu Yang asked again.

"Or else?"

"Why don't I feel high?"

Xu Yang scratched his head and asked the questions that the rest of the people had in their hearts.

Su Chengyi looked at the snow-capped mountain tops in the distance, and replied slowly:

"Have you forgotten that you are now at an altitude of 5,200 meters under your feet, and the height difference between you and Mount Everest is only more than 3,000 meters."

"That's right!"

Everyone spoke in unison.

Su Chengyi pointed to the route on the map on the mobile phone screen and continued to patiently explain:

"You have to be there to experience the height. There is still a long way to go from the base camp to the foot of Mount Everest.

The so-called Wangshan runs a dead horse, this is the truth. ”

As night approached, the temperature plummeted, and several people stopped lingering and fled back to their tents.

Su Chengyi put the suede jacket he brought with him when he came, and changed into a pair of black Martin boots.

He has a well-proportioned figure, which can be called a walking hanger, and he looks like a male model by such outfits.

"Damn. Wear such a handsome yarn. ”

Xu Yang was wrapped in his Northeast uncle's favorite green cotton coat, and his eyes were sour, and he couldn't help but punch him.

"Then we'll change our clothes."

Su Chengyi is very talkative.

However, after the clothes were changed, the temperament also changed completely.

Su Chengyi wears this kind of military coat with a righteous spirit and is also good-looking, while Xu Yang wears a suede jacket a bit like a spiritual guy who has to wear clothes that are not up to size.

So in the end, I asked for it back.

The atmosphere in the base camp was great and it was all young people.

The incandescent lights in the tent were low and dim, so everyone giggled and lit candles.

Xu Yang, as a courtesan player of this travel team, chatted with other teams one by one.

Within half an hour, you knew everything about the people in the tent.

It's a northerner, and he's just graduated from high school. The other group is a college student in the south of the Yangtze River, who is about to travel during the summer vacation.

Even the complex emotional gossip that he loves her, she loves him, and he loves her has been understood.

If it weren't for the fact that there were many people, Xu Yang would be able to talk to Han Bing until the early hours of tomorrow morning.

The only thing that worries people is that the weather today is the same as the day I went to Nyingchi, with clouds and mist.

It's hard to see Mount Everest.

"It seems that I can't see the sunshine gold mountain anymore."

Seeing that the sunset had passed, Chu Tianmian sighed faintly.

"Not seeing is the norm, and what you can see for the first time is the chosen one blessed by good luck."

Su Chengyi's words seemed to be comforting, but in fact, he secretly praised himself in his previous life.

On the other side, the college student who led the team was a little self-cooked, and he took a boiling water bottle and poured hot water on people's instant noodle bowls all the way.

Hearing the words of the two, he smiled and said:

"It's okay, I've been here a few times.

You can't see the sunset, but you can see the stars at night. ”

His words clearly comforted most people, and the somewhat chilled atmosphere in the tent was rekindled.

But until about 10 p.m., the sky was still cloudy.

To add insult to injury, there was even a strong wind.

The high winds were terrible, and the tents were crackling as if they were about to be overturned at any moment.

A local staff lifted the tarpaulin to soothe the panicked tourists:

"Don't worry, the tent is very strong, let's rest first!"

This sentence was like a reassuring pill, and everyone lay down on the bed one after another.

The tent was designed by the Chase Shop, which originally felt a little uncomfortable, but in such a terrible scene, the Chase Shop brought people an inexplicable sense of security.

The night deepened, and the wind whistled more and more.

The night on the plateau itself was too quiet, and the sound of the wind was like some terrible monster roaring, and the whole world was shaking.

Su Chengyi put his hands under his head and listened quietly.

He wasn't scared, or he liked the apocalyptic scene.

But the eldest lady next to him was obviously very scared, and the whole person trembled slightly.

Su Chengyi simply reached out and grabbed her shoulders and led her to his bed.

Chu Tianmian buried his face in his arms and said something sullenly, which quickly dissipated in such a huge wind and could not reach his ears.

Su Chengyi didn't ask, just tightened his arms slightly.

Holding a heat source that feels good in his arms, sleepiness slowly swept in.

At this time, Su Chengyi suddenly recalled many things in his mind.

Time and space are chaotic, some are past lives, some are present, and chaos is intertwined. The past is like a shard of glass, reflecting a blinding light.

Maybe it was a brief moment of sleep, or maybe it wasn't.

The temperature was cold, making people feel dry and want to cough.

Su Chengyi sat up and took a sip of water, and by the way, he lit up the phone screen and glanced at the time.

Two o'clock in the morning.

The wind outside has become much quieter.

Everyone else in the tent was asleep, but it was quiet and there was no snoring, probably not very soundly.

Chu Tilting fell asleep in a small group, looking like a stray kitten on the side of the street.

Su Chengyi put the quilt on her body tighter, got up and walked out alone.

The moment the tent curtain was lifted, he suddenly had a feeling that he couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams.

The stars are shining and the Milky Way hangs in the sky.

The sky like a dark blue curtain becomes low, crumbling, as if it are within reach.

Su Chengyi is a person who likes to watch the starry sky, but even in the astronomical telescope, he has never seen such a clear and beautiful starry sky.

After thinking for a while, he returned to the tent and woke up Chu Tianmian, who was sleeping in a daze.

I don't know if it was because I was asleep or what, Miss Chu didn't get up, and was obediently led out of the tent by him.

She was also shocked by the brilliance of the galaxy and was speechless for a long time.

Seeing that there was a faint wind around him, Su Chengyi unbuttoned his coat and circled her in his arms.

The two stood in each other's arms, their figures blending into the starry sky and the plateau in the night.

"Thank you."

Chu Tianmian suddenly raised his head, opened his bright eyes, and said.

Su Cheng didn't know why, "Huh? "Yes.

"Thank you for showing up, thank you for being by my side."

Su Chengyi looked at her, suddenly lowered his head and said:

"I picked up the letter you wrote me."

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Chu Tianmian suddenly felt that Gao Zheng was about to have another attack, and he was speechless after a few stumbling sounds.

"Thank you for waiting for me so long."

Su Chengyi put his chin on the top of her head and sighed softly.

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The graduation trip part is finally over

The author himself has not been there, and has been writing about it for the past few days while consulting relevant sources.

Basically, crossing the river by feeling the stones, there may be a lot of common sense mistakes, welcome to catch insects~

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