4 Kamiyama to Inagi actually go to the county seat of about 83 kilometers away from the Inagi Nature Reserve in the core area of Aden - Nian Qing Song Gongbu Kamiyama Gongga day. Green Day Song Gongbu circumference Gonggar read more than a thousand square kilometers, in Tibetan means "the snow does not protect the law of the three holy mountains sacred," the main part of the three totally separated, but not far, was "goods" Dingli shape the composition of the Zhi-the three snow-capped mountains. North Peak Xiannai Ri, elevation 6032 meters, in order to Inagi first peak; Yang Maiyong South Peak, elevation 5958 meters; Higashimine Xianuoduoji, elevation 5958 meters. This three snow-capped mountains were three presume Lord Buddha's snow-capped mountains in the world, ranked 11th in the Holy Land of Buddhism 24-bit, is that "all creatures of God Jide towards the holy shrine."
The eighth century AD, the Tibetan Buddhist master Padmasambhava, founder of three peaks for the open light, in order to presume the main Buddhism 3: Kuanyin, Manjusri, Diamond hand were three peaks named blessing, Xian Nairi of Guanyin Bodhisattva, the central step Yong is Manjusri, Xianuoduoji for Vajrapani. Green Day Song Gongbu Gonggar read from renowned Tibet.
Nian-Qing Song Gongbu Gonggar Day has always been the hearts of the sacred Tibetan symbol of a lifetime at least once a day Song Gongbu Gongga Mt Tibetan pilgrimage is a long-cherished wish of each, during the long years, the three main mountain presume the number of infiltrating the hopes and dreams of the Tibetan people.
They believe that, and got Green Day Song Gongbu Gonggar the soul of their destination place.
Padmasambhava: The Indian Buddhist Tantric masters. The founder of Tibetan Buddhism, was born in ancient India, the West ten feet and that the territory of Ukraine (now Pakistan) and obtain its support for the king Indra Bodhi Prince, named Padmasambhava.
The eighth century AD, the Tubo king tshe built the first monastery in Tibet - Samye Monastery,
Celebration and Padmasambhava, so that Buddhism in Tibet to carry forward. Tshe also own favored concubines Yeshi Gyatso kit gift master, as Padmasambhava Ming Fei - cultivation partner. In the civil society, Padmasambhava was a strange catch a big curse Xiang Yao division image legend extremely high. Nyingma Sect of Tibetan Buddhism for the statue has his, calling it a "founder."
5 yak Because of Lugu Lake in Zhongdian and the experience of riding, coupled with the former holding groom horses, so I have no fear, excitement in the immediate glance right and left. Although sometimes only a foot trail through the wide, one side is a rock, one side is a cliff, as one looks down the first time riding the novice dizzy sure, but Zhongdian Tiger Leaping Gorge and a few days ago cho la mountain valley of Compared mountain, it is nothing, nor do I know the horse is very safe, people have missed, horses will not be Rear Window.
Tibetans are very care of their horses, where the rugged mountain road encounter, they erected a wooden plaque on the roadside to require visitors to dismount to walk. More than 5 hours of the mountain, to dismount the way to go about half of the plateau is indeed very tired walking, so many visitors have expressed dissatisfaction. However, no one would blame the Tibetans love horses, horses is their living, in 88 yuan / person horse charges, the Tibetans were 28 yuan, 60 yuan owned by Tourism Bureau, where tourists come to fall from his horse wounded, MA commanding general was fined 500 yuan; an adult horse, the price in 1500 ~ 2000 yuan, which for them is a fairly large number; horses eat the hay day is very alarming, groom admit that they can not feed the horses, we have Ma on the apparent under the seat in a semi-starvation, when the break horses are washed into the street munching leaves and shrubs.
We walk through the trees, streams, along the vines whirling, gurgling streams, winding mountain stretching, it is often getting into a hopeless situation, but winding paths, an enchanting surprise. Because of three master photographers, we were stop-go, three masters often left behind, a half-day disappear as soon, I am really impatient, and assuming, on the sidelines with the rest of the groom, said a cry, and two people on foot move forward.
Along Ma Road, we entered a tall, dense forests, assuming a very easy to walk, can not think of a girl walking in the mountain so fast. Small on the road there have been several yaks are leisurely nibbling grass, but from time to time Shuaishuai tail appears to be very satisfied and comfortable. This is the first of several monster blocked our way. Assuming a bit scared, hiding behind me, asked me softly, how to do. I Zhuangqidanzai, Dousoujingshen walked to the yak, yak Unexpectedly, saw me coming, but quickly ran away scared and hid in one side, Deng Qi eyes looked us, eyes full of doubt and curiosity. Xiaolin immediately excited, grinning to recover to yak yak see a big bad, immediately flee, yak's call, and Xiaolin laughter echoed in the silence of the virgin forest in the. Xiaolin panting to a halt, I told her yak because I was afraid of her in, she was Hujiahuwei. It seems that we broke into a yak in harmony with nature, the tranquil world, that we invaded their homes, if they can speak, I'd ask them: "Like we humans do?"
6 stunt turned a corner, eyes suddenly see the light, paths on one side of a small piece of grass, the green meadow capped with a layer of fallen leaves, brown leaves and green mottled phase mixed meadow, the sky clouds Margaret slowly decline water vapor was rising and moving up the ground, the two next meet so as to form a thin haze, a Yinyun hazy, filtered by the dense shade of light quietly into the mist, rendering showing a mysterious blue mist color.
Grass at the end there is a hut standing front of the house with two people, a people are firewood, his hands clenched Fu Bing, highlight the theme of a powerful downward swing of an ax, ax down each perspective, light and heavy, speed are all neat, together with the swing of his body seems in line with some kind of natural rhythm, ax in his hand seems to take on life. I suddenly think of Chuang-tzu described by Pao Ding, former years Paodingjieniu, and make them integrate with the knife in order to enter a non-thick, the gestures are into the rhythm. And this firewood man how compensation is not the case, but is a solution Paoding cattle, he is Picai. In the thick shade of a tree, in the pale blue haze, in the mysterious house, I saw a man's harmony with nature.
I am fascinated by this beautiful picture of a quiet, this time all the elements of photography are in place, and so I woke up picking up a camera at them, they have stopped looking to us to action. I am a fiercely scolded himself, reluctantly pressed the shutter, took a commemorative photo. Dozens of seconds before the elements become available in all photography, except the lack of a person to seize the opportunity, I am not one to retain a decisive moment, and this one of my masters distance.
Overhead shade trees, the meadow foam foot, we went before the hut. They are pastoralists, just turn the market today, come here, hut will be their home during this time, that our Lu-yu of the yak is their. We visited the area for their warm house, small house there is a Tibetan girl, see that we come in quickly to bow their heads to go out two men hiding behind a long-term grazing alone will make people's communication skills degradation. House built in a tree, the two upright logs for doors, walls with stones Lei Cheng, roof is one of the long wooden capped with a layer of linoleum inside, jugs and created a bracket with a few logs , stent under a fireplace, fire in the fireplace beating, Huo Tangbian stocked with bedding, in addition nothing else, pastoral life is really very meager existence.
Laugh until they catch up with Britain, we bid farewell to the hut and its owner, continued on our way. Unknowingly has come to the evening, straight 5,6 hours of walking, riding, we are very tired, I sat immediately staggered forward, snow-capped mountains, or so far away, still nothing but disappeared.
Seven fairy tales do not know when it suddenly appeared in the horizon, the white Bingfeng the setting sun reflected in the dazzling golden light. It appears so suddenly, I am no preparedness, helpless. "Yang Maiyong" I exclaimed, starting before I have seen countless times Kamiyama 3 photos, so that no difficulty identifying it out, Yang Maiyong are three mountains in one of my favorite, can not think of it first one appeared in front of me.
Yang Maiyong quietly standing in the sky, tall and straight, white, like a girl, demure correct,冰清玉洁. Soon, Xian Nairi has emerged, graceful Xiannai Ri as a Buddha, proudly sitting in the lotus platform. "To", and our spirits up, wait for them to immediately plug in the wings, and flew its feet. As the saying goes, "Mount Hope running dead horse", we follow the holy mountains of the figure, but also going around in circles to go more than 1 hours before they went to Chong Gusi camp. Because too much time on the road taking pictures, 5 hours of mountain we went a full seven hours to the camp is 7:00 pm. Exhausted unloaded our backpacks, as the belly, hunger, the ability to resist cold, sharp decline in dismount when the whole body is trembling. When we look for tents carrying a backpack, the Xiaolin walking, said: "has never been so miserable,好想home ah."
Chonggu Si camp was a tent camp, apart from a few huts, the rest are tents, tents, middle aisle, on both sides are Chase shop. Tonight, we come to Hong Kong with five girls sharing a tent. Backpack down in the tent, I head around Kaishui Fang, sitting Huotang Bian. Kai Shuifang in a log cabin, there are two fireplace, fireplace kept on the boil a pot of boiling water, surrounded with benches placed for people to Kaohuo heating.
Flame thermal radiation so that I was cold and shaking muscles calm down, to drive away after the cold is even more urgent need of food, temperature, saturation is indeed the two most basic needs of mankind, only to meet their people in order to have in other pursuits. Xiaolin and laugh when the British also came Huotang Bian, Xiaolin brought me some bread is really a timely help. I will be as hard as a rock on the lid on the baking of bread, Xiaolin Huo Tangbian will be placed on luncheon meat, canned heat. I found this time around also sat a Tibetan girl, she wore an old cap, dressed in Jiefang Xie, from the point of view should be a groom dressed in the way of women met the groom is dressed. Her age is estimated that no more than 18 years of age, due to high altitude ultraviolet radiation and the hard life, and their long compared to the actual age is much greater. She suddenly told me a word, I did not understand, see my blank look, she repeated several times, I still did not understand, rushed off to help Xiaolin Unfortunately, Xiaolin helplessness, when she repeated the 10 I times, I finally understood even guess with a look at some land, and she said: "tired of it." She looked curiously at the canned luncheon meat is being opened Xiaolin, assuming half of the canned food will be opened on her hand, the hand and taught her how to open a can, and she learned the moves effortlessly assuming the cans open, happy smile.
Steamed bread and canned quickly converted into heat supply to my body, and finally pressure of cross-breath to. I will explain in half a steamed bun, clip on a luncheon meat, on her hands, her bite, and makes chewing, seemed to relish the delicacies. Then she put his hands under a food break apart and placed my hands. This highland barley dry food to do, and no taste. Tibetan staple food in order to tsampa soon washed barley, dried, ground into a post-fry noodles, mixed with butter tea into the water, kneading his hands repeatedly after the food groups. She has been watching my face, I quickly nodded, smiled, and said: "delicious." Smiles on their faces once again surfaced in her face, she picked up on the Huotang Bian, a teapot, in my one-off cup poured in half a cup. Yes butter tea, I drank it, and then stretched out the cup: "another drink." She stared at me with surprise, buttered tea is extracted after heating milk butter, with tea, salt, blending the mix again Cheng. Tibetan butter tea is a beverage to drink every day, the general Han Chinese is the drink that Tibetans drink. She brought me down a full cup, Xiaolin He holds going to drink in a face on the stretch, and quietly said to me: "tasted unpleasant." Buttered tea flavor though not delicious, but I did not feel any abnormality. I drank half a glass, and warm buttered tea to me the spirit of refreshing. Drink butter tea, as if she and I narrowed the distance between the warm atmosphere of a sudden a lot.
Huts where more and more people, all of us Lama, the Tibetan people sitting together talking to each other in the Huotang Bian, without the slightest gap. Those of us in different occupations, social background and life experiences of people, if met in the city, probably with each other's eyes are alert and suspicious. But in this holy mountains at the foot, in order to search for the beautiful Shambhala, we have come here from all over the country, beyond culture, language, race, religion barriers, and interpersonal relationships have become beautiful, pure, to some extent We went into a fairy tale.
8 I brought a cup of butter tea, out of the huts, a separate and independent Ye Feng, the starry, Haoyuedangkong mountain breeze blowing, surrounded by silent, Yang Maiyong and Xian Nairi in the backdrop of a huge halo appears Qingli refined, spotless, without a half hours a secular atmosphere, and "清水出芙蓉, natural to the carving," seems to be designed for them and for. I vigil which, looking forward to the vastness of the stars and under the stars Xiannai Ri, Yang Maiyong concentration, telling it to listen to peaks in the broad and distant, meteor across the stars in all the desire to stop at this moment, the hearts of joys and sorrows are incorporated into the wind.
Stop muddy feet,
Vision and desire to still dream
Sweat, and tears have not yet Kaigan,
Travel fatigue and the vicissitudes of life do not wash it,
I finally stand by your side.
Staring at a dream of fairy tale
Long period of Oreocharis drifting away ears,
Soil and leaves of the fragrant breeze face,
Sweet and Kuxin heart of the sky cohesion,
I finally nestle in your side.
Feng ER in the singing,
Flowing water in the laughter,
Heart in the holy mountains and holy lakes between the wandering
Thoughts wings breeze earth,
I finally hold your crook of the arm.
Nian-Qing Gonggar Day Song Gongbu,
You know your worth of difficult to trace.
Back to Huotang Bian, other visitors have left, she is still sitting on a bench. I sat down, she filled a cup of butter tea and handed me, and then hint that she should go back to rest. Lively hustle and bustle of the huts have also subsided, leaving only one tired of wandering and a cup of hot yak butter tea. Pine in the fire crackles from time to time on Mars fireplace spills of these holy mountains of vegetation in the fire in Nirvana, into Shan Yue beat wizard, distributing the light and heat.
Author: liangbinbin
