Where there are consequences, there are reasons. From Man and Nature in my childhood to Animal World, Story of Sahara, Travel All over Qian Shan in my youth, and then to Call of the Wild and Xuanzang's Journey to the West, all these have formed my yearning for the wilderness. I want to follow in the footsteps of my ancestors, personally understand their situation, and understand their thoughts and ideas.
? On the evening of May 5, due to the long-term influence of the world of mortals and human entanglements, I was tired of my present life. I have to get rid of everything around me, go to the place I yearn for, find the meaning of living, and improve my spiritual world, otherwise I will never be able to live peacefully in the world. This is a person's pilgrimage. I can only walk alone and embark on the journey with a sense of death or injury. Because I was afraid of my regret, I tried not to leave myself room for regret, so I immediately bought a plane ticket to Lhasa and stayed in Chengdu for one night.
? Walking on the streets of Chengdu, Zhao Lei's vicissitudes and mature voice rang in my ear inexplicably. I try my best to go deep into bitter and cold places to experience the hardships of survival. There was a dark and humble alley by the roadside, and I was attracted by it at first sight. I went in in the dark and found a black cat waiting for me on the top floor. It meowed at me twice and turned and walked into the messy rental house. I watched it twice, but I was afraid to break into the house after all. ...
? It was already late at night, and the big sister in the street asked me if I wanted to stay. I smiled: "I live on the side of the road and don't stay overnight." At this time, my friend called to ask me if I was crazy. I'm speechless. That's right! For most people, it must be crazy to have a good life but still wander! But I deeply feel the concern between people, and I think-I must call my mother. Unexpectedly, my mother was calm after listening to my thoughts, didn't shout, and advised me to protect myself. I was so happy that I put the phone down, carried small backpack and wandered freely in the streets. At this time, I put down all my luggage, took off all my disguises, laughed wildly in the empty street, and fell asleep on the busy roadside. I feel satisfied and pay tribute to my courage.
? The next morning, I finally got on the plane and went to Lhasa, the sacred place in my heart, imagining that I would live a primitive and pure life with wolves, tigers and leopards in the wilderness. But before that, I'm going to see the Potala Palace and experience the pilgrimage of Buddhist believers who are almost ascetic. After the plane left the "land of abundance", all the way to the west, endless snow-capped mountains soon appeared in front of us. To know that the plane is in the stratosphere, these black and white animal ridges can actually be pulled out of the ground for thousands of meters. The power of nature makes people feel ashamed!
? I couldn't hide my excitement after getting off the plane. I ran on the highway in Lhasa, crossing the towering barren hills. My brain has gone 10 km before altitude sickness. At the top of the mountain, looking at the surrounding rubble and hay, I realized that this barren land is difficult to breed life, but at the same time, human civilization is also blooming in this land, and civil engineering is everywhere. I am amazed at the strength of human beings and a little worried about the natural environment. Humans and nature love each other and kill each other here, and whoever surpasses them will be a tragedy.
? Then, I flew down the mountain and went to the Potala Palace. However, relying on navigation, I know I have to walk for a day and a night to get to the Potala Palace, so I have to take a ride. Looking at the empty wilderness, I wonder what kind of strong faith is supporting the believers to come to their hearts. After getting off the bus, I finally came to the "magical Potala Palace". Unfortunately, due to the epidemic, I had to choose to walk around the Potala Palace. Along the way, the mysterious Tibetan characters and the pious expression of the old people, accompanied by Buddhism and the altitude sickness that finally arrived, my consciousness was slightly blurred and I couldn't refuse to look at the dazzling Tianzhu shops. Walking on the road, I finally saw a pilgrim, kneeling five times and knocking nine times to express my respect for Potala. His beggar-like appearance awed me and deeply shocked my often calm mood. At this time, another woman selling dzi beads said to me with two bracelets, "Take care of it." I looked at her dark and chapped face and suddenly felt the efforts of ordinary people to live. This gentle and strong desire for money didn't make me bored, but made me feel guilty.
? Then I left the Potala Palace and suddenly realized that I was going bankrupt. Do I really have to rely on my parents' help? After returning to the airport, I wanted to sleep on the nearby barren hills for one night, but the temperature difference between day and night in Lhasa was so great that I might freeze to death in the mountains, so I went back to the waiting room, but the staff kicked me out and said that I would clear the field at night. Helpless, I can only find accommodation.
? After spending the last large sum of money, I took a bath and lay in a warm and comfortable bed. At this moment, I suddenly realized how small my strength is now. Without Bell's wild survival ability and sufficient funds, and without the help of my family, I can't survive in this wilderness, nor can I sail into a warm harbor. The so-called meaning of life is actually trying to get happiness and live hard in hardships. At this moment, I feel really stupid and naive, but I'm sure I'm brave. Many people are confused all their lives and live like machines under secular oppression, but I dare to put everything down and try to get a brand-new self. This is probably the charm of youth!
? In the evening, the altitude sickness finally became violent, and I had a splitting headache. In the dream, it is difficult to distinguish between dream and reality, and I feel that my soul is cut together by impermanence. I lay down for another morning and finally got well after eating something. At this time, my mother called to express her condolences and finally set a sacred trip to Namco with me!
? On the morning of the 8th, I got on the Wuling bus of the travel agency, followed it all the way to the west, and finally arrived in Namco after driving for four hours. The altitude here has risen by another kilometer, the temperature has dropped from 10 degrees to about zero, and there is a snowstorm in the sky, surrounded by tall and towering snow-capped mountains. It's hard to imagine all kinds of beautiful life here. Red-billed gulls bravely shouted to pedestrians for food; Wild yaks silently chew the roots of hay, unmoved; Tibetan antelopes disappeared into the white world a long time ago ... Even in such a dead zone, the earth still gave birth to many lives, and everyone worked so hard to live, so what qualifications do we humans have to trample on ourselves or other lives at will? When I return to the hotel at night, I can't tell whether I am wandering or traveling. Perhaps the difference between the two lies in my expectation of life. When I was infinitely close to wandering, I realized the meaning of life. People! After all, we can't live like wolves and butch. We not only have the mission of living, but also the care of friends and family. It's never cool to love loneliness. It is the patent of the non-human beast god. I still want to thank my courage, my family for their support and this magical land. The peaceful period has passed in just a few days, but these days seem like a lifetime ago, which has completely transformed me!
? Tomorrow night, I will fly home. Go home! Back to eternal beauty!
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