The story of my Ren Gang Qi Bo turning to the mountains

My first brother warmly reminded me of the travel notes about the whole process of climbing mountains, which were very long. People who are interested and have time can have a look.

Travel text

Gangrenboqi is located in Aripulan County, adjacent to the holy lake Mabang Yongcuo, and is one of the four sacred mountains of Tibetan Buddhism. Although Kong Rinpoche is not very tall, he is well-known at home and abroad and is recognized as a holy mountain in the world. Buddhists all over the world agree that he is the center of the world and the residence of the lower bound of God and Buddha.

It is said that Gangrinboqi can wash away the sins of his life by turning mountains, and he can avoid the suffering of 500 cycles of hell by turning mountains 10, and become a Buddha by turning mountains 108. It is also said that Buddha Sakyamuni was born in the year of the horse and debuted in the year of the horse. In the Buddha's animal year, that is, the year of the horse, one turn is equivalent to 13 turns at ordinary times, which can increase the merits of 12 times.

Originated from a one-time friend gathering on 20 10. Brother Chao, Mark, Tang Dynasty, Dream Come True and others asked Mr. Zhong to send a delegation to Ali to turn to Shenshan 20 14. Today, twelve people, including teammates, Junrong, Enemy at the Gates, Kuang, Qingfeng Xu Lai, Yunyun and Tibetan driver Master Wen, finally started to climb the mountain at 7: 48.

Both excited and puzzled, except for Master Wen, we all came from Pengcheng, which is almost zero altitude, starting at an altitude of 4666 meters. I have confidence in myself, but everyone's physical fitness is uneven, and there is a cool breeze in Xu Lai. However, when we first entered Tibet, we came to Ali to turn the mountain and prayed that the Buddha would give us strength to turn the mountain smoothly!

Walking on the road around the mountain, I saw Munani Peak and Namu Abi Peak bathed in the morning light.

As shown in the above picture, the first 5 kilometers are relatively easy. In addition to being cautious at first, the speed of the first kilometer is only 2.89 kilometers per hour, and the speed of the second and third kilometers exceeds 3.6 kilometers per hour.

There is also a highway next to Zhuanshan Road, which is convenient for transporting materials, and of course there are also motorcyclists.

Six-character mantra: pronounce the words (Weng), (Ma), (Ni), (Ba), (Mei) and (Hong), which are derived from Sanskrit and represent the merciful blessing of all bodhisattvas. This is a six-character mantra carved and colored by folk artists.

When I came to the first unknown pass (covered by prayer flags), I suddenly saw the sacred mountain, and many people couldn't help worshiping it!

Tibetans who believe in Buddhism firmly believe that pilgrimage can wash away the sins of past lives, add endless merits, and finally get rid of reincarnation and ascend to the paradise. Therefore, there are always countless Tibetans who kowtow, pitch between heaven and earth and trudge through the holy land in a unique way.

Without flesh and blood, there would be no pilgrimage, no travel-stained, no pilgrimage, no hardship and crossing real time and space, no piety of the soul.

For a believer, pilgrimage is a sacred act that can be taken seriously for a lifetime. It can even be said that pilgrimage beyond the meaning of "asceticism" is the only way to push the journey of individual life to the extreme!

I am most moved by these kowtowing people. Downhill is nothing! More difficulties and obstacles are waiting for them to overcome one by one.

Characteristics of Tibetan people in Zhuanshan.

After walking 6.44 kilometers, we finally reached the gate of the checkpoint, and the seal of our border card was changed. On the afternoon of 27th, we entered Taqing with Chapter A, and now we are going to enter the hinterland of Shenshan, and we have stamped Chapter B. ..

The following are our supplies, including water, oxygen, food and so on. We are going to rent two yak camels to go up the mountain. Why do you bring so much water? Mainly because a friend soaked noodles with mountain water, which led to diarrhea and forced him to return in vain.

From near to far, there are prayer flags, celestial burial platform (middle platform on the right) and holy mountain. When I first arrived here, I heard that three girls were bitten by a group of wild dogs and forced to go down the mountain. It turned out that when there was no fence on the celestial burial platform, besides vultures and crows, these dogs also had a good meal. These mad dogs really eat human flesh.

The celestial burial platform was opened at 1 1, and we passed here at 10: 30. We didn't see vultures, but the crows here are very big.

From here on, some people turned to the mountains wholeheartedly, some people turned to the mountains mainly to take pictures (such as me), and some people took pictures and turned to the mountains, so the team dispersed.

From time to time, I meet followers of Bonism, a primitive religion in Tibet, turning to Shenshan counterclockwise, and Tibetan Buddhism turning to Shenshan clockwise, and most of them turn to Shenshan.

Go straight to the depths of the beautiful canyon.

A believer who has a long head. Generally, it takes 2-3 days for people to change mountains, 65,438+0 days for Tibetans to change mountains, and 65,438+05-20 days for long-headed people according to their physical needs.

Eating grass at the foot of the holy mountain.

I found a lonely Tibetan grandmother walking alone and finally resting in my room. When she passed by me, she gave her three different kinds of chocolates (including the only Jinsha chocolate given to me in the Tang Dynasty), and my grandmother gave me a reply, "Ta Shi De Le"!

The scenery in the canyon is really good.

Mother and daughter take care of each other.

A family. Besides the three children, there are two babies crying. It turned out that they were hungry, so mother had to stop to nurse. In the past two days, I found many parents taking their children under 2 years old to the mountains. I really admire their beliefs and good intentions. The little boy has good physical strength and sometimes runs.

Another group of Tibetans who climbed mountains and mountains cooked butter tea with cow dung and warmly invited their family to have tea, which fully showed their concern for Tibetans.

In the beautiful canyon, I met a kowtower with firm belief.

This 4-kilometer section is a bit difficult to walk. I encouraged a Shanghai girl who was alone to walk by until she had lunch with her partner.

I just sit on a big rock not far from this rest point, have a rest, eat some chocolate and drink a bottle of red bull, and then go on my own. When you meet a Guangxi woman who has stopped for three steps, say "Come on" at once! She said she couldn't walk and didn't want to leave. I had no choice but to send her a bottle of glucose to replenish her strength.

Then she asked me how far it was. As soon as I touched the Iphone and found it missing, I quickly ran back nearly 100 meters and returned to the place where I ate dry food. I saw my mobile phone still lying quietly beside the stone. How kind!

One side of the holy mountain.

A woman who hides cloth at the foot of the mountain and washes herself by the Ma Quan River.

This group of believers are all women, but the leader is a father who took his 10-year-old daughter up the mountain.

17 old friends from the same village encouraged each other to walk for 7 or 8 kilometers. The Chinese communication between us may be incomprehensible to both sides, but it does not prevent people who are destined to meet on the way up the mountain.

I finally saw the signpost of Zhire Temple. Today's destination is only 2 kilometers, but it's all uphill and a little tired.

When I hurried forward, I looked up and saw a horse staring at the hill motionless, which aroused my leisure. Could it be the incarnation of Buddha? He saw that all beings came to pilgrimage intermittently and in an endless stream, and the road ahead became more and more difficult, which was a test of the sincerity of pilgrims.

Climbing to a place called "Gangjia" is really vivid. Chinese is "Gangjia", which means you have to climb the post again!

Finally see the mountain again! Some people say that the front of the mountain is like a horse's head and the back of the mountain is like a gold ingot.

Go forward and ask the armed police soldier. He said that the Zhige Temple is opposite. Contact Junrong and Xu Lai, the cool breeze who said "the general is not chasing rabbits on the road". It turns out that they turned around in Zhige Temple, and the place where Master Wen booked was at the foot of the mountain, and I was waiting.

It took them seven hours to reach their residence at a speed of about 3 kilometers per hour. Before I left, I was worried about Xu Laifeng, because he was the only one who entered Tibet for the first time. The second one, led by Junrong, arrived at the destination completely unexpectedly, except for admiration.

I walked alone for eight hours. About half an hour later, Brother Chao and Yunyun joined the vanguard. The whole person felt very tired and fell asleep. It took China's army ten hours to reach its destination on the first day.

For some reason, our water didn't go up the mountain, so we had to spend 10 yuan a bottle, buy more than 20 bottles of Nongfu Spring boiled water to eat instant noodles, and of course, delicious chicken wings. Sorry, I ate three.

Chao Ge was so tired that his willpower dropped obviously. At one time, he firmly stated that he would take an armed police car (charging 300 yuan/km) and return the same way tomorrow. Later, he heard that Kyle rode through the mountain pass at an altitude of about 5629 meters, which was the most difficult 6 km climb, and he decided to continue riding. Although I paid a deposit of 100 yuan, there is no guarantee that Kyle will ride it tomorrow.

In this case, everyone has different physical conditions, and everyone is responsible for himself and his family, so it is understandable that everyone has their own choices. However, I feel deeply sorry and a little lost when I see my old leader and brother uneasy and struggling internally.

I don't know, and I'm too embarrassed to ask my brothers how they feel. I only pray that the mountains will bless us! Meet tomorrow's challenge in a tent on a snowy night at an altitude of 5073 meters. At about 2: 30 in the morning, I got up to pee and snored in the tent. My brothers and sisters in Beijing are destined to live together in a big tent and sleep soundly …

On the first night when we turned to Shenshan, it was decided that eleven of us would be divided into two echelons. The first echelon is ready to leave at five o'clock, and the second echelon is expected to leave at nine o'clock after filming Rizhao Jinshan.

The actual situation is that when the first echelon woke up at 4: 45, Master Wen was not sure whether the yak could go with the team, so the first echelon had to go on the road until 6 o'clock. After a night's rest, Brother Chao made up his mind to act with the big army. Even if I didn't ride a horse, I closed my eyes when they were arguing, but when they went out, I shouted "Good luck to my brothers!" " .

Junrong responded, "You shoot more good films and let us share them. Then the poor and respectable Beijing buddy began to be busy with three Beijing girls. One of the Beijing girls, like Hong Chao, is very ill and depressed, and has been crying.

When they were going out at seven o'clock, I shouted again, "Brothers and sisters in Beijing, I wish you a pleasant journey! Sometimes will is more important than physical strength, and there is no hurdle! " After they left, the tent suddenly became very quiet until the Tibetans who drove the yak arrived fifteen minutes later.

The four of us, Mr. Zhong, at the right time, the Tang Dynasty and I decided to climb to the foot of the mountain to shoot before sunrise at 8: 30.

It's close to the holy mountain, estimated to be less than 300 meters. Look at the crowd at the foot of the mountain, as big as ants.

I pray that the holy mountain will bless the believers to pass the pass smoothly.

When the morning light comes, the golden hill of sunshine is only very short.

At this time, I kowtowed and left. Mr. Zhong and the Tang Dynasty wanted to wait for the morning light to shine completely on the holy mountain.

I feel that the mountain will be bathed in the morning sunshine soon, but after dozens of steps, she still lingers in front of the mountain. Sure enough, the sun shines directly on the holy mountain, which is naturally another scene.

The other two black and white movies.

I wanted to climb near the mountain pass and get infinitely close to the holy mountain, but I gave up for fear of affecting their camera. In 2000, the Guanyin Bodhisattva Peak in Daocheng shocked me, and today's Qi Bo in Ren Gang also deeply touched my soul. I think thirteen is an auspicious number in Tibetan Buddhism. When I left, I made up four more kowtows, kowtowing to Shenshan for thirteen times, and made a wish that I would come back to see you if I succeeded another day (everyone went online, and www.zouba.cn was listed successfully)!

Before preparing to cross the bridge and start crossing the mountain pass, I had a pleasant chat with a group of Tibetans and drank a bowl of butter tea. One of the young men told me that their female companion said I was handsome, and I immediately realized that my unshaven beard caught their attention.

When the four of us crossed the bridge, it was 10: 02, and we saw the horses passing by. I think Brother Chao may have passed the pass by now. I didn't know there were no horses until 6 o'clock today. With the help and encouragement of everyone, especially Qingfeng Xu Lai and Enemy at the Gates, Brother Chao overcame the difficulties.

Moreover, the yak team we hired caught up with the big troops at the first level around 10, but the yak team waited for no one at all. In case any of our companions in Zhuo Ma at Lashanyakou at an altitude of 5629, it will be of no help and waste their expression. So afterwards, we reflected that it was extremely wrong to hire a yak team, which not only wasted money (one day per yak 1800 yuan), but more importantly, where did the oxygen go when it was really needed to save lives?

It is recommended to hire a porter (500 yuan per person every day) to accompany you throughout the journey, and resources can be replenished at any time, which is also your motivation.

I asked the foreigner, "Only one?" He called me "my girl behild" and saw them again five hours later. His daughter also helped me pick up a glove that was lost because of taking pictures, and only after chatting with her did I know that they were Latvian.

During the break after the first level, an unknown brother asked me if I had a "big aunt towel" (that is, a sanitary towel for women, which can be put in hiking shoes to protect my toes, especially when going downhill). Everyone only gave me two pieces. I wanted to use them myself when I went down the mountain, so I refused him.

However, when I went down the mountain, I almost forgot that my aunt had walked safely to her boots. I once had the opportunity to do good deeds, and I really regret it. I hope my brother can climb the mountain safely!

Looking back at the mountain, the mountain stands there! Gon Rinpoche, the monument of faith stands on the horizon! The sacred mountain seems to watch people of different sects and beliefs coming to him from all directions and circling him with reverence, so it will surely bless these people with faith.

After the first pass, the glucose brought by the partners played a life-saving role. First, a middle-aged Tibetan woman nearly fainted because of exhaustion. Her companion tried to keep her nose awake with Tibetan aromatherapy, just asking for help whether Mark and the enemy passing by had oxygen, but the yak team with our oxygen bottles had already gone.

Mark immediately gave Tibetans two bottles of glucose to pry open the woman's mouth and pour it in. Soon, women can turn their eyelids and cough violently. After drinking the third bottle, she basically recovered more than 50%. Tibetan friends even said thank you, and then two boyfriends set her to climb over the mountain pass and climb on her head. Mark and the enemy at the gate were dumbfounded.

Yun saw that the fingers of Shenzhen boy and his girlfriend turned black and their fingers became taller, so he gave them glucose and gradually recovered. It turns out that he is also the nephew of my friend whose surname is Zeng. The world is really small, and we are doomed to have nowhere to run, so we should cherish the fate of meeting.

In this place, there are two people drumming and mumbling, like the Han people's evocation ceremony. There are clothes, hats, jewelry, hair and other items brought by believers who turn to the mountains.

In Tibetan Buddhism, death is not the end, but rebirth. Putting the relic next to the holy mountain should hope that the deceased relatives can be reborn in the ideal reincarnation in the six divisions of the wheel of karma. This reminds me of my beloved father who died more than ten months ago. I hope his old man will be well in the spirit of heaven, and I also believe that my father will bless me to climb the mountain smoothly in the spirit of heaven.

About 5500 meters above sea level, dizziness, altitude sickness for nearly a week. My body is in hell, but my spirit is not necessarily in heaven. Suddenly I looked back and saw the holy mountain. I immediately folded my hands and worshipped. The Tibetan mother and daughter who followed me saw me strange and followed me back. I should have seen the holy mountain and worshipped it like me.

I was about to cross the Lashan Pass in Zhuo Ma at an altitude of 5629 for my last rest. Just as everyone was approaching, I finally got a chance to give them chocolate. My mother interacted with me for several kilometers, and the girl only stared at me for a few times without saying a word.

When I climbed the hillside, I thought I would reach the top of the mountain. Disappointed again and again, rekindled hope again and again. I finally passed the highest point of the pass. Just then, I saw this Tibetan woman take out something from her backpack that looked like simmering mulberry and put it in the fire.

We can go down the mountain soon, and people will sit at the mountain pass and treat themselves with some dry food. The mother and daughter also caught a shiny peanut candy core similar to our Hakka, so sweet! The next day, before I finished eating, Tashildler waved goodbye to them and went down the mountain first.

The color of the gravel at Xiayakou is rugged and steep, and I almost rely on mountaineering.

From a distance, I saw Mr. Zhong taking a photo of the legendary Taoist taking a bath under the turning road not far from Xiaya. The green lake is hidden behind the mountain, so quiet that there is no ripple. The exquisite lake reveals a cool look against the ferocious rocks around the heights.

It is said that Nepalese believers like to commit suicide in Togi, and the coming and going of life is only a wisp of dust in the world, or they have already seen through the world of mortals and take it as an infinite honor to die in this mountain, lake and sea. This group of photos down the mountain are all provided by Enemy at the Gates.

It's easy to sprain your ankle on this downhill slope. Fortunately, I put on my wristband early in the morning, and a pair of good hiking shoes (I think it is better to tie them higher) is more useful. I almost sprained my ankle and fell down several times before turning the corner. Maybe it's a little reward from Shenshan after crossing the pass.

These two photos show Chao Ge and Tibetans going down the mountain respectively.

Going down the mountain before the first rest point can be described as a road, and all roads are not roads. In the dark, telling people which way to go depends on their own choices, not being responsible for their own choices.

It is said that the first echelon was led by the military honor, and arrived at the first rest point after going down the mountain two hours earlier than the large troops (about 12), and then took charge of the rear of the temple in order to take care of the overall situation.

After Chao Ge went down the mountain, the story continued. Seeing a Tibetan motorcycle trying to get back to Taqing, which is 22 kilometers away, Mark bargained and asked for 2000 yuan, but the Tibetan driver didn't have time in the afternoon and didn't know when to leave, so he had to give up.

I don't know how far I walked, but I found and stopped a car in the opposite direction. The driver was willing to drive him and asked Chao Ge, who had paid a deposit of 65,438,000 yuan, to wait for him at the next rest stop. Unexpectedly, it suddenly began to snow while walking. When the car passed by, Chao Ge was full of the feeling of getting back the deposit and marching forward bravely with the army. This may be the temptation and test of providence.

Words are divided into two ends. The second echelon must be the leader of the Tang Dynasty, and indeed all three of them brought SLR, which deserves a lot of weight. I am also deeply happy for this friend who met 17. Because he has the most complete merits, his circle around the mountain is equivalent to the usual 145 circle.

When we reached the first rest point, it was already 16: 02 (we only walked more than 8 kilometers). We made a bowl of Daoxiao Noodles to replenish our strength. Seeing that Mr. Zhong was tired and didn't drink Red Bull, I gave him half of the remaining four glucose, and then everyone asked for a bottle of Nongfu Spring 16: 30 to continue on the road. No sooner had I got out of the tent than it began to snow. I was a little worried at first, and I climbed faster and faster, and I came second.

After meeting with the long-headed believers, I heard the three of them discuss that if the road is covered with heavy snow, it will be a big movie. Only then did I know what I really needed! For me, I have overcome many difficulties that are still difficult to say today (maybe I can explain them when I write my autobiography one day), with the aim of going over mountains and mountains to succeed, so I have gone further and further.

After crossing the bridge, I was surprised to find two Tibetan boys and a girl sitting quietly in the snow. They immediately pulled the edge of the camera and said, "I'll give you chocolate. I don't know if it's enough." There are only the last three pieces left, which is really an act of god. From their communication, we know that they have slept for seven days and are going to spend another five days back to Taqing. I really admire them!

So my thoughts flow like snowflakes, and the snow turns to the mountain road! It must be the Buddha who is testing whether I really want to go back to the mountain and whether my will is firm in the face of difficulties! Suddenly, snow hit my face, and I didn't seem to feel particularly cold. I bravely went my own way.

Walking, walking ... I came to a place called "Teahouse", and suddenly remembered the Tibetan mother and daughter who alternated with the Tang Dynasty when Zhuo Ma went to Lashan Pass and waved goodbye when she went down the mountain. Did they go down the mountain safely? Not far from the old lady who is ready to rest, can she walk down the steep stone road and mud slope near the rest station?

Near Zongqu (fortress river), a Tibetan took a shortcut along the river. I took the main road and walked about 2 kilometers. At a tent intersection, I shouted, "Dude, shall we go together?" He answered me, but he didn't understand. At this time, he saw two Tibetan girls coming out of the tent, said hello to them and left together.

Turning snow into a mountain road is not only a test for believers by Buddha, but also a compensation and gift. Wan Li snow is like a fairy tale world, so beautiful! So I started taking photos with my Iphone and Leica while walking, but I obviously couldn't keep up with their rhythm after taking photos, so I had to find another target.

I also tried to follow foreigners in Estonia, but I saw that their guide had water-boiling equipment such as buckets, and I was worried that they would stop cooking at any time, which was not reliable for them. Finally, I caught up with two brothers and sisters from Shigatse in the "natural hat". I made it clear to my boss that I was afraid of meeting wolves in the dark and wanted to go with them. The boss who knows a little Chinese said yes.

At first, it seemed easy to take pictures while walking with them, but gradually it became a little difficult. I thought that in order to be responsible for myself, my family and the internet, I couldn't be half-hearted. I have to make a choice. I began to put away the idea of taking pictures and safely returned to the Taqing Peacock Hotel, the starting point of the mountain turn.

This is a photo taken by the four of them when they were resting, especially reminding kannika nimtragol to lift the bell hanging on her clothes and take photos. Oh, I remember that the Tibetan mother and daughter who climbed the mountain pass alternately were attracted by Lingling's jingle at first, and the bell of this kannika nimtragol was crisp and pleasant. Many times, everyone is on the road, and they don't talk, only the bell is with me all the way.

In the place where "chasing Pugongba" is respected, two brothers are talking on the phone, and I follow my sister-in-law. This is the last photo of my trip to the mountains. At this time, it is estimated that it has passed 8: 30, and the first echelon has successfully returned to Shenshan Hotel.

This place is at least ten kilometers away from its destination. In fact, at this time, I am extremely tired. In order to keep up with their rhythm, I have drunk the remaining two pieces of glucose, and there is not much mineral spring water left. I have to keep up, because I may be frustrated, frustrated and lead to failure!

Charming sunset glow reflected on the river, yak playing in the water, I held back. I asked my boss how many yaks there were in his house, but he probably didn't understand and didn't get the answer. More often, I always follow my taciturn second brother, and of course occasionally take them away and fall behind.

It was already dark, but no one turned on the light. I was hungry, thirsty and out of breath, and I almost followed with my mouth breathing. I'm really afraid of wolves! Walking with one foot deep and one foot shallow in the dark, I met three Han Chinese who walked in front, and these three compatriots actually stopped to wait for their companions, so I sat down to drink the last sip of water and found that the four of them passed by with flashlights, and I couldn't catch up.

I'm a little scared, because even their light and shadow have not been discovered. I thought maybe the Buddha was testing me again, so I immediately calmed down and walked alone in the dark, thinking that if I met a wolf, I could fight it with a trekking stick, but if I met a wolf, it would be miserable.

However, I believe that a good person's life will be safe, and his luck will not be so bad. So they walked about 600 meters alone and met them at the corner of a hillside, taking off their shoes and pouring sand. I am ecstatic. I said to my boss, "We are destined to walk with you for seventeen or eighteen kilometers. When we get to Taqing, I will treat you to a red bull." I also specifically asked them how they came from Shigatse, and decided to invite them to drink red bull, have dinner and give them 400 yuan by car when they arrived in Taqing.

Since then, I have followed them closely, and I can see the lights of Taqing in the distance. My spirit suddenly perked up, but I was soon disappointed, because I seemed to have a long way to go. I hope that after all the hardships, the goal is in sight, but if you want to clearly realize that it is not so easy to fully understand and appreciate the true meaning of "a hundred miles and a half"!

In this way, I followed the four of them to approach the road, take the road, take the stone beach and even cross a river, cross the barbed wire and walk through the construction site. In the second half, my shining headlights played a role and helped them a little. When crossing the river, the boss said that we should sit down and wait for them. I almost leaned on my camera bag and looked up at the stars in the sky, but I had to rely on my boss to pull me up.

The boss pointed to the light and asked me if I lived above or below. The mobile phone has been out of power for a long time, and I really don't know which hotel to stay in, so I told him, don't worry, take your time to find it after drinking Red Bull. I have a hunch that maybe they will take me to Peacock Hotel, which is where I started.

Sure enough, the Peacock Hotel is directly opposite the Himalayan Hill B?rge Ring construction site. Unfortunately, I am nearly 30 meters behind them. No matter how I told them to get farther and farther away, my faint shouts still attracted the attention of passers-by. Too bad I didn't cash it at all. I had to helplessly watch four people drifting away, wishing a good man peace all his life!

Providence! From the finish line back to the starting point, my mountain climbing is finally completed! ! My good dream has come true again! ! ! After sitting down at 22: 22, I immediately bought three bottles of red bull from my boss to replenish my energy. Although I only drank two bottles, I contacted Mark, the manager, while charging, but it took several people to get through to Junrong. I learned that we moved to Shenshan Hotel. I immediately sent Ying Shi a WeChat to tell him, "I have returned to Peacock Hotel. I wish you all the best!" And called the Tang Dynasty to tell them that they had returned safely.

But it's not easy to walk from Peacock Hotel to Shenshan Hotel. The first person to see Brother Chao washing his feet with the door open was very happy! I just know that he didn't ride a horse, and I'm very proud of him for walking all the way back! Of course, his story was only known these two days.

Near 1 1: 50, I went out to find something to eat, but I met Miss Zhong and Tang Chaogang who had just sat down. The second echelon is happy to be back. They rushed to take pictures so fast that Maxima felt sick when she saw the food, but the most important thing was that 1 1 all the people came back safely!

I think this is a happy ending. We 1 1 person (average age is 47. 18, the oldest is 56 years old, and the youngest is just 40 years old) started from Shenzhen, which is almost zero altitude, overcame all kinds of difficulties including self-abandonment, and finally successfully turned to the mountain safely, which shows that Rinpoche, the sacred mountain, accepted us! Although not everyone is a devout believer!

The flow of people seems to have turned the land of Gangrinboqi. After thousands of years of continuous rotation, Gon Rinpoche has been abstracted as a symbol from the pure teachings of the four major religions. It seems to give people a goal and a short life with eternal meaning. It allows the enthusiasm of millions of people to flow freely in this channel of faith. When you walk on this road, you are infected by the spirit of that belief.

The earth is turning, the sky is turning, and the footsteps around Ganglinboqi have been turning. Gang Rinpoche is magnanimous in the sun, standing proudly above the mountains like a king; In the moonlight, Gon Rinpoche is bright and beautiful, hanging in the air like a comforting god. When people first know themselves and the world, they find a core entity for Mother Earth and their souls.

Around Gangrinboqi, the source of several major cultures has designated it as the core place to carry the world and the human spirit. As an object, Gon Rinpoche has the sacredness of multiple religions, which makes it radiate colorful light of faith!

May good people live a safe life! May people with faith in the world be safe! !

Dreams come true: National Day of Tulin Castle Hotel in Arizada County, 20 14.