A lot of time, "Shepherd" is the word always and inviting. Number of words in the human creation, the "shepherd" is one of the few the best word, to date, it still exudes a primitive means that age-old image of a totem.
I have the impression that most of shepherds from northern: blue sky, such as washing, Bicao groaning, a man, long mane Ritmeester, whiplash like a hook, I heard whistling, then gallop in the endless miles of prairie. Even I will remember the story of Su Wu sheep, in the cold wind beyond the Great Wall in the playing of that tube length xiao, to shepherd the word cast a hazy light of a background, and it is linked will always be bleak Cui Cao, The flying geese desolate and lonely and Luo Ji.
Even so, I am still eager to meet with their pastors.
Sometimes, a person sake of another person's dream, was actually so easy, one day in April 1997, in Yunnan, Zhongdian Bita Lake Pass, Tashi is heard: "We have to go to another bar Haizi" , then sake of the shepherd of my dreams.
That morning departure from the Zhongdian county, gloomy days, rain clouds falls, the night, and even did some snow in some places. April snow, in Zhongdian rare, in fact, from the beginning of the day in the end I can feel doubt into the Bita Lake. Sure enough, the entrance in the Bita Napian open grassland have been a good couple of cars stopped, Tashi said that this weather, went for nearly two hours the road will certainly Linde breathable, not as good as we have today to go to another Hai Zi bar, bad road to go, but the car can continue to open to the sea.
Bita's pass from the entry to the sea are all more than 10 kilometers are the simple past forest roads, bumpy, quite difficult to use. Cars traveling a short distance, even snow, and fluttering Sasa, and to Zhongdian Zhongdian several never seen the snow ------ hearts secretly pleased. In the snow-covered in April to see is all the sea, made me pleasantly surprised. The car a few hundred meters away from the lake at a steep stopped far out through the curtain of snow, I finally saw a case of both the sea of the iceberg. But that is not what I imagined all the sea ------ no sun shining meadows and lakes, not in the meadow quietly feeding on the yak, and even, it was not like a real can touch the scenery. It is an inverted image hidden in the mountains, rarely displayed in front of the world's faint ink, lake, reflection, Shu Lin. . . . . Everything is just a shadow, misty clouds, snow screen and fog, the land illusory Jiaoren think Yanlong cold spring in the sand south.
Such a case is the sea, in addition to Shepherd, there are a few people on earth will not have seen, I suddenly felt that I was fortunate ---- the most wonderful scenery in the human is always the hardest to reach places.
Speed up our pace on the road from the forest areas of the marsh has been rushed towards the lake, and soon, we found two huts at the lake, I am surprised screamed ------ in my heart. Surprise at such a high place there are people living really surprising, I think I might be able to smell the smell of yak butter tea, surrounded by red-hot fire, with a pastor anymore.
Suddenly, the dog suddenly barking sounded, just that moment, several ferocious Tibetan mastiffs, piercing gray snow scenes, swoop over to us. Ferocious dogs barking surprised me, I have stopped in time, then suddenly a few Tibetan mastiff is also slowed down.
Shepherd appeared in the quiet, he walked leisurely from the huts, there were numerous suspicion through the snowflakes, looked us up and down. His attendants were, that a few Tibetan mastiff is still indomitable Rao, chains were pulled behind them into a ring.
Do not know whether it was slippery because of snow, he walked slowly, moves slow, cautious, looking some of the old state of Lung Chung. When he approached me was found to be a sturdy guy of Kham, body not too high, looks very strong. I handed him a cigarette, greeting the calls in the Tibetan mastiff to begin, mood distant. He told us that every Lunar New Year, the herdsmen will catch up with the cattle pastures, and this year they are the first to the sea are all grazing, and did not expect to encounter a April's snow, is called their surprised ---- - April genera are the sea, has for many years not been to the snow. But now, violent storms are roaring around us. Not far away, as the blizzard of those between the low cottage, as a background, are within my line of sight, taking note of this, the pastor invited me to sit him there.
In this connection, a dream start in the house, relying on the south was a burning fireplace, walls of the upper half is empty, the smoke is there, fleeing from the wilderness, vast expanse of snow light from there through that hole, drive a house of dark. Shepherd said he called Geza, with his wife, went to the sea are all grazing had no idea that right there at the snow, conversation, he sat down cross-legged in the Huotang Bian, behind, relying on a dark brown bedding roll, he said That is their hand-woven blankets.
In my eyes, it was a volume by volume into the land, to the night, rolled up the land Napian spreads, the spread is a dream for him and his wife enjoy the dream Eminem entered the gentle town. Let me dream once, in novels and movies have been repeatedly described the romantic feelings: an open-air camping, wind and rain in the Xiangyixiangwei, Stars under the Qingqingwowo, raging bonfire ear coming from the Sri Lankan side grinding ... ... .. just Geza and his wife, everyday life, to say that it is to enjoy, they enjoy almost every day. The problem is that we are not willing to bear the burden to pay the price, do not know they work hard, sun, wind and rain, and the front of this weather, that constantly hit the snow.
Across the fireplace, I looked at him quietly, as the blizzard howling outside the house, suddenly far neglected near. His ruddy face and thin, his face dark brown sun spots, deep shallow forehead wrinkles, reminiscent of alpine meadow on the winding paths ----- their color changes with the seasons changing, or green, or yellow, or white, even in sunny days, they can only be extended in the bushes, with their thin and delicate and is inextricably linked to the closeness of land, with those thoroughfare Avenue, ten-mile changjie strict distinction years, with my life the kind of modern civilization, which strictly separated.
I sat opposite him, facing him in the face of another world. We belong to two worlds, but at this moment are gathered together, in the case of all the sea a log cabin surrounded by snow. His calm easy-going, calm easy-going to sit a log cabin, quietly smoking a cigarette, looks nothing thinking. Life itself is simple, the complexity of society today, to some extent simply by our own making, in my opinion and I met him, no doubt are two totally different lifestyles, in a casual get together and the overlap ----- Behind him is a quiet, self-sufficient pastoral life, the Napian Tibetan plateau, pass their days in almost every detail, almost exudes the mysterious atmosphere of religion. The so-called became famous and established, as well as our right of all non-corporeal belongings in desperate pursuit, and his was cabins as well as his boundless meadow behind compared to what could be considered what? The so-called fast-paced modern life, is so necessary? Relaxed, quiet, really isolated, closed, backward a synonym do?
I keep additions firewood, to burn only half of it urges the oak wood to the fireplace in the plug, and could you really want to enter the realm of the kind of shepherd. I Geza conversation with the Meat in the smoke carried out, with his voice, I began to know his home. He said he was near the Gap Gou Xiang Zhongdian County, who 59-year-old, previously served as the production team leader, that he was a Tibetan guy in power to reach the highest state. A child, his family some money, learning the Tibetan language for three years, and later read a four-year Chinese language in 1957, his life took a big turn for the better, he was sent to the nearby Lijiang to study veterinary medicine. In December 1958 in Beijing, he even participated in the National Tuandai Hui, say he was already a Communist Youth League. I asked him, and later join his party do, he said no, because his father was classified into landlords, they do not believe me, do not want me ---- he said softly. Said there, we had a period of not less than the silence ------ dream of destroying the individual how easy it is. If, not his father, about history, we are likely to encounter in April of this raging blizzard do? Meet, has always been fate.
Past 40 years, there have been a dream of Geza, is how survive it? Ao, means that a person must first face his own. It is also not thought of, in this place away from the crowd, in this seemingly no way involved in the whole world of log cabin, in the hearts of every inch a herdsman, but also, and the world, like a hidden world of noise, disputes, and lifeless floating floating. His pain before? Unfortunately, before? I did not ask, do not ask, Geza is a normal, ordinary people all the emotions that he will have some. At least in my opinion, it may be said that fate of the sake of him and his honesty but by hard labor, for their own lives to win a solid foundation, without a teacher to learn to survive the door of the world's most profound scholarship. The Geza who travel extensively, at the moment thinking inside it? I do not know that a person who grew up in the alpine grasslands can do to leave his homeland? His soul has been flying out of this piece of land, but eventually went back to his ranch and returned to the grassland.
So for me, my soul have this luck?
Are all sea, Bita Lake, and Napa lake surrounded by grassland, are Zhongdian swamp meadow grassland, known as grid Gong, namely, cool-season pastures, are generally 3,000 to 3,600 meters above sea level areas. Just spent a long winter of Zhongdian, such a cool-season pastures are relatively small and, therefore, very rare, it is after all for the nomads and their animals provide a good forage on. And most of the pastoralists, as are all the sea is just Geza grazing year after year career in a camp, but his life in an Inn. Before long, he rushed to make an elevation 3,800 meters above the animal, the Tibetan people is called "Hot Gong," the hot season pastures to go. But in this snow-filled afternoon, I concluded that here still belongs to him, belonged to him and his wife, Eminem, and belonging to a shepherd like him.
I am just here a passer-by.
When the late autumn season, when the first light frost covered with a thin grassland, Geza know, the best, free and arduous Xia-mu season is over, life has a season like an oven will also work with him waving Farewell. Snow is hurry toward him at the foot of this piece of land, go, shouting with their yaks and sheep, in the snow before the arrival and return to their homes and return to the aroma into mature barley. In the survival of way to the end of a paragraph, the spiritual path of love has just begun, in the near future, he will once again set foot on another section of the road, remote, mysterious, dusty, but full of aspirations. This is not to go back to pasture, but embark on a pilgrimage, and turning the road, to integrate itself into all directions will be set to the ranks of the pilgrims, all the way knock the long head, shaking all the way by turning the cylinder, with body and soul measurement period of a long journey across the snow-capped mountains and across the river, to visit his mind the great gods.
This will be my another dream, I will do so lucky? At least, I am praying.
Author: RYQ50
