Daocheng Yading. Journey to Paradise (3)

When I woke up in the early morning in Daocheng, there was sunlight sweeping out from the poplars, as if the light was at a 180-degree angle. The sun could not be found, and I could only see the long shadows cast by the tall poplars. Long, like a gauze skirt. I like this feeling very much. Daocheng Yading - the last Shambhala, just opened its curtain to us.

The blue poplar forest in October has begun to turn from green to yellow, and it is estimated that it will burn hotly after being exposed to the sun for a few days.

Yaden Village is located in the middle of a mountain stream. When you look down, it seems to be very deep. In fact, Yaden Village is a canyon. It is surrounded and protected by three sacred mountains. Aden means "the land of the sun" in Tibetan, and it is said that there are only thirty-three aboriginal households living in Yaden Village. Due to the development of the Yaden Scenic Area, all the houses of these thirty-three households were expropriated and turned into inns. I look forward to being able to feel the original flavor of Tibetan houses up close.

The Tibetan house, the drinking horse, the woman, and the puppy are all warm and beautiful.

Going up the stream, the stream is no longer just a small pool meandering on the ground. It rushes down from the top of the snow-capped mountains, refreshing and cool. The rocks in the stream are huge and colorful. The beauty complements the silky flowing water.

Fallen trees can be seen everywhere. The trees in the reserve are not allowed to be transported out. They naturally lie here for many years until they are covered with moss and fallen leaves, and then slowly decay and regenerate. Be part of nature. This is another more appropriate ending for the trees.

Mani piles can be seen everywhere on empty lawns, roadsides, and even on a small platform as big as a palm. They are huge or small. They are very beautiful and quietly exude Tibetan Buddhism. The natural and solemn temperament.

The three holy mountains are Shanuoduoji, Yangmaiyong and Xiannairi. (Xianuo Duoji means "Vajra Hand Bodhisattva" and is the east peak of the "Three Fathers" Snow Mountain, with an altitude of 5958 meters. Xia Nuo Duoji peak towers between heaven and earth. In Buddhism, it is a god who eliminates violence and brings peace to peace. He is brave, strong and energetic. , with a colorful tiger skin around its lower body and a sinful python around its waist. Mr. Locke described it as a bat with huge wings spread ready to fly, and compared it to the God of Thunder in Greek mythology and the rooster at the foot of the sacred mountain. On the side of the field is where Mr. Locke camped. Xiannairi means "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva" in Tibetan. He is the north peak of the "Three Fathers" Snow Mountain, and the Buddha is ranked second. The big Buddha sits on the lotus platform. Yangmaiyong means "Manjushri Bodhisattva" in Tibetan. Manjushri Bodhisattva is the embodiment of wisdom in Buddhism...from the Internet)

Blue sky, morning glow, creek. , Qingyang forest, shallow creeks winding around the Tibetan area, flowing casually and casually.

"Om Mani Padme Moo", those carved mantras or Buddhist scriptures, after the baptism of wind and rain, have the traces of time, but become more beautiful. These stonemasons often choose stones with very special colors. , so I was surprised to see the orange Mani stone. I really like these textures and colors.

It’s very loving to see so many Mani stones.

Luorong Niu Farm is really a paradise on earth. There are overlapping seasons here, as if winter, autumn, summer and spring are strung together.

The small flowers and grass on the meadow and the red-billed bird

The reflection of the snow peaks in the Pearl Sea is so clear that the picture can be flipped over for use.

I wonder if the Pearl Sea originated from the small white stones in these seas, one by one like scattered pearls? Awaiting reference. Again, this is not an inversion of the photo, this is a reflection in the water.

What was an unexpected surprise was the night sky in Aden. Oh my god, oh my god, such a bright and dense starry sky. I have never seen it since I was born. The dark blue night sky is filled with stars at a high density. I am so shocked that I can hear my own chest. He sighed slowly. How many more surprises can this trip to heaven give me? I really want to keep looking up like this.