The poor girl asked me, is Tibet worth going to? I told her five short stories.

Unexpectedly, I climbed the Jinshanling Great Wall and met a poor girl.

The poor girl was well equipped, so she chose a beacon tower to take shelter from the wind. As long as you look out from the crib, you can see the sunrise and sunset of the winding Great Wall.

This crib is far from the main attractions of the Great Wall, and there are not many tourists waiting for sunset, so at sunset, there are only two people left in the crib: the old man and the girl.

After chatting casually, the girl said that she had been to many places. Next, she wanted to play a big game, starting from Chengdu and taking the northern line of Sichuan-Tibet line to Lhasa.

I said: I have been to Tibet nine times.

The girl's eyes widened in an instant: it is said that Tibet is a must-see place for life, and the snowy plateau can purify people's hearts. So, is Tibet really worth going to?

I smiled faintly: these two points you mentioned happen to be the two most commonly used titles in writing about Tibet on the Internet. What is "I must go all my life" and what is "purifying my mind". My advice is: don't take it seriously, don't believe it, ask yourself where to go.

The girl asked: I don't care what I said, I just asked if Tibet is worth going.

I lit a cigarette and told her five short stories about my experience.

After the college entrance examination, the good girl next door asked her mother for money to buy outdoor backpacks and equipment. The content of the clamor is exactly the same as what you said, that is, what is distance, what is spiritual purification, and life must go; The goal is to travel to Tibet with my best friend.

There is no doubt that it was suppressed by her parents: no, absolutely not! What if the height is reversed? Besides, Tibetans carry knives every day!

This good girl betrayed my backpacker directly: I asked Shu Fei, and Shu Fei said it was just a daily tool. It means the same thing as my dad carrying a nail clipper with him!

A melee can't be suppressed, and her mother's final bottom line is: mountaineering bags can be bought, and you can climb the Great Wall with arrows!

However, the good girl went to Lhasa in summer.

Because in the enemy's monolithic camp, someone defected this time-it is said that when mom told grandma to quarrel and sponsor, grandma said, OK! Go to Lhasa!

The reason is that the old lady believes in Buddhism and knows that there is a Buddha in Jokhang Temple.

The terrible thing is that my grandmother added: If I am not old, I have to buy two backpacks. I want to go!

When I entered Tibet for the fifth time, an executive of the company that gave me a batch of fakes should also follow.

This guy is a rich second generation, graduated from a famous overseas school and looks good. I am not a dude in my career, but a playboy in my life.

He heard that Lhasa is a paradise for decadent lovers to cheat, and he felt that he must go there once in his life.

I said: an affair? Does it have to be so troublesome to have an affair? ! Don't bother, drive your little sports car to Sanlitun at night, have many affairs and be rich and poor!

His "yellow smile"-yes, it's the kind of crazy and evil smile, and then I'm handsome and handsome all over my face-combed his hair and said that business is secondary, and heaven is the main thing, mainly to purify the soul and get close to holiness. ...

I have to take these goods to Lhasa.

Before he could purify his soul in Lhasa, he drifted to a state of separation from his parents-high inversion.

This guy gritted his teeth and took a photo in Potala Square, then took a taxi and went straight to the airport to return to Beijing.

Later, the old man went to Tibet again and asked him: Do you want to clean up with me?

He spoke too fast to do his hair: go, go! Go to eat eggplant

In the early years, there were many foreign tourists visiting Tibet, some in groups, some riding outdoors, and some taking pictures for a walk.

I once met a Japanese couple who were walking around the mountains in Ganrinpoche. Because of altitude sickness, they not only almost didn't turn over, but also were in danger.

By the time we met again in Mabangyongcuo, they had recovered.

I asked: Why do you want to travel to Tibet?

Japanese girls' Chinese is passable: I have read many travel articles that are "necessary for life", and almost all of them have Tibet.

I said: in my opinion, travel has never been a necessity of life, but a condiment of life. No travel destination must be measured at the cost of life.

The girl glanced at Kong Rinpoche and translated what I said to the boy.

Then, the girls and boys muttered a few words of Japanese and nodded at me together.

One year, I was driving on the Qinghai-Tibet line. When I was near Tanggula Pass, there was a Tibetan woman waving her arms at us. She seems to be stopping the car.

Stop the car and roll down the window.

Tibetan women waved and said, slow down! There is ice on the road ahead, it's slippery!

She doesn't want a ride, because judging from her dress and forehead, it is obvious that she will take her long head on a pilgrimage to Lhasa.

Lao Fei noticed that her hands were covered with sand.

Several companions who kowtow with her are doing the same thing: holding a handful of sand under the subgrade, walking to the road and scattering along the rut, again and again.

They are all smiling.

Looking through the hole, they have scattered two long ruts.

The rut extends upward to the unfrozen road surface, not far from it, which is the top of the road-Tanggula Pass.

We stopped at Tanggula Pass to see the scenery and take photos.

My companion is walking the Qinghai-Tibet line for the third time. She has a habit-every time she stops at Tanggula Pass, she will pick up several bags of garbage; She will do the same thing in Gangrinpoche, Namco and Everest Base Camp.

I also joined the ranks of picking up garbage.

The mountain pass is above the snow line, and the wind is strong. We picked it up trembling.

There is a lot of rubbish on the ground and everything.

The kowtowing Tibetans came to the mountain pass one after another and sat on the side of the road to rest.

Look, we're all picking up garbage. They all laughed.

An elderly Tibetan shook his prayer wheel and read a passage. Another young Tibetan took out a wind horse and threw it into the air.

Wind horse is made of paper and can degrade naturally.

An off-road vehicle came to the foot of the mountain pass, along the rut covered with sand by Tibetans, and climbed the mountain pass without slowing down.

Two well-dressed tourists got off the bus. Looks like a couple.

They went to perfect angle in the mountain pass and stood there, looking at the beautiful wilderness and snow-capped mountains.

The man shouted: I love you!

The woman let go of her voice and shouted: I love you! I want to marry you!

Love slogans, like wind horses, quickly disperse without natural degradation.

Then they walked back. The woman threw several snack bags before getting on the bus.

We are shivering in the wind, and Tibetans are ready to continue kowtowing. We stopped to stare at them together.

The man got out of the car, picked up all the discarded bags, took a few steps and threw them into the garbage bag in Lao Fei's hand.

I nodded at him.

He gave me a thumbs-up and said to Tibetans: Tashildler!

There are several words "Tashildler" on Tanggula Pass.

Lao Fei has a donkey friend for many years, who met him in the online world n years ago-at that time, there were only words on the travel website, but no pictures; Don't talk about taking pictures with your mobile phone, digital cameras haven't even come on the market yet.

Like Lao Fei, he is deeply addicted to free travel and has the habit of writing travel notes.

After pure text communication, the acquaintance that can be precipitated is definitely friendship.

He writes happily and is close to people, so he knows many people.

He likes the word "clouds rolling and clouds relaxing" very much, saying that as soon as he saw the word, he immediately remembered that he was sunbathing in Lhasa.

He has been to Tibet more than a dozen times and has traveled all over China. He accidentally picked a book and called me: Lao Fei, I used a sentence from your article as the cover. Do you mind?

I replied: Yes!

He said, well, wow! All right! This book has been published. I'll send you one later. Free! You are welcome! By the way, I haven't been to Tibet for a long time. Shall we go to Lhasa for the Spring Festival?

I replied: OK.

Then he made an appointment with a group of backpackers, and Lao Fei went to Tibet to find him for the ninth time.

Six months later, he had an accident and passed away.

Later, entrusted by him, a donkey friend who entered Tibet scattered some of his ashes on Namco.

After the story is finished, the poor girl on the beacon tower of the Great Wall is thoughtful.

I packed my camera and said goodbye.

How to answer the question "Tibet is worth visiting"?

My answer is: the snowy plateau has no washing function, let alone disinfectant; Heaven is not on earth, so there is no place you must go all your life.

When you go to Tibet, you can see the magnificent sea of clouds and devout faith; But in the early years, you can also go to Balp Road in Lhasa and see a hair salon with two rows of glass doors.

So, no matter where you go, what you see and what you intercept, it's entirely up to you.

Whether your mind is clean has nothing to do with whether you go to Tibet or not.

So if you want to go, go ahead.

It doesn't matter if you don't want to go.

Finally, poetry and distance can exist, but there is a high probability that you and I, as small people, can't escape life.

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