2018 Daocheng Aden Travel Notes After the Daocheng Aden Tour

Daocheng Yading is a place where Tibetan residents gather. It is located in a high-altitude area and is rich in natural resources, waiting for everyone to come and use it. Everything here demonstrates the magical charm of nature. Let me share with you an overview of the 2018 Daocheng and Aden travel notes.

Maybe it is to escape the coldness and depression of the concrete forest, maybe it is to trace the peace and freedom of my soul, maybe, no maybe, I came to Daocheng Aden.

Opening hours: 6:30-17:30 in peak season and 9:00-16:00 in off-season

Attraction level: National AAAA tourist attraction

Tickets Price: Ticket 150 yuan + sightseeing car 120 yuan

Famous attractions: Xiannairi, Yangmaiyong, Shanuoduoji, Milk Sea

Best season: April to May, From September to October

The choice is a traditional route:

Start from Chengdu, pass through the Dadu River, pass through mountains, go to Xindu Bridge, and meet the 18 bends of Tianlu. Cross eight major snow-capped mountains, walk along the red clay valley, greet Zun Sheng White Pagoda, until you reach Daocheng, and finally enter Aden.

On the road, I had a rather strange feeling, as if God had opened another window for my eyes, allowing me to see a different world outside the window, a world completely different from the reality I was living in. Different pure lands.

The first test when entering the plateau area from the plains is the Zheduo Mountain, known as the "First Pass in Kham", and this pass is also the place that first impacted my sight.

Accompanied by a little chest tightness and poor breathing caused by altitude sickness, the biting cold wind blew in my face with snow. I couldn't help but shiver one after another, but my eyes were... Not wanting to miss anything, I looked at the rolling snow-capped mountains in front of me.

I wrapped my coat tightly and braved the wind, and I walked to the edge of the mountain. What he could see in front of him was the snow-covered mountain, which was rising and falling. When he looked away, he saw an unreachable mountain ravine at his feet, and he could vaguely see snowflakes falling from the sky.

The wind was strong, whistling in my ears, and every sentence I spoke seemed to be shaken into pieces in the air, and went in all directions with the wind.

Such a snowstorm is more touching than the romantic flowers, and more attractive than the sentimental romance. At this moment, his eyes were so excited that they lost their sense of proportion.

When I stayed in Xinduqiao, there were beautiful and tall poplar trees outside the room window. I casually went out for a walk. At that time, the sky was blue and the clouds were soft, and every poplar tree stretched towards the sky.

Looking up, I feel that a certain corner in my heart is gradually becoming soft and firm: Life is so diligently upward, neither humble nor arrogant, that is the most authentic self.

We set off again the next morning, climbing through mountains and tunnels all the way. All we saw along the way was the vast expanse of mountains with high mountains and low clouds, and I felt an uncontrollable surge of pride in my heart.

Until you stop at Kazila Mountain, you can see the mountains here, and there are even more mountains. One layer is farther than the next, and one layer is shallower than the next. Until the horizon, this is walking on the "Heavenly Road" "Above.

Then we arrived at Litang, known as the tallest city in the world. There is a beautiful, touching and heartbreaking legend related to Tsangyang Gyatso. His love poem: "O white crane, please Lend me your wings, and you will not fly far away, but will return as soon as you reach Litang."

It has become an enduring love song. In fact, Litang is not his hometown, but the hometown of his beloved. Living in the Potala Palace, Tsangyang Gyatso is the largest king in the snowy land, but he can only look at his beloved girl from a distance, and his heart wanders on the streets of Lhasa. He is the most beautiful lover in the world.

Yes, how many secrets does a person need to hide in order to spend his life skillfully and leisurely? I can't imagine the pain and despair that Tsangyang Gyatso experienced. Every word he wrote, It's the helplessness and sadness that a mere mortal like me can't comprehend.

This sadness that I was trying to understand, or rather the confusion that I had not been able to understand for a long time, became even more intense when I saw Tuer Mountain with its steep ice-eroded peaks.

The peaks are barren of grass, and the mountains are strange, setting off the crystal clear Haizi Mountain, which is full of strange rocks.

The wilderness is not desolate, the sky is high and the clouds are vast, but I am just an extremely small individual, walking in the boundless and far-reaching world.

The road is so long that there is no end in sight. I don’t know where I can go if I keep walking. But I know that I am cowardly, but I still have some untimely stubbornness. I want to work hard to prove that I won't give up, but sometimes, I am easily abandoned by the so-called fate.

You just have to persevere, right? Don’t change your original intention, just to achieve success.

Beyond the wandering eyes, there is a black shadow in the sky that looks like a flying bird. I want to believe that it is an eagle on the plateau.

After actually entering the Aden Scenic Area, after seeing Xiannairi and Yangmaiyong Mountains, we went straight ahead. I originally wanted to see the legendary Milk Sea, which is so beautiful that it doesn’t look like a fairy on earth, but when I was three-quarters of the way there, I chose to turn back.

This kind of giving up near the destination may be remembered as another regret long later. However, once I have read Wang Anshi's "A Journey to Bao Chan Mountain", I know what "regret" means and what "no regrets" means. Yes, I have no regrets about this return trip.

The first reason is lack of time, the second reason is lack of physical strength, and the third reason is that during the walk, I tried my best to ignore the discomfort of high altitude sickness, gasping for air, taking small steps up the mountain, taking big breaths of oxygen, and taking small steps. Climbing the steps, I occasionally had to bend down in a posture that was close to climbing, and my body was already hot and sweaty, and my clothes were soaked.

Even so, I still hope to get to the end. But when I walked to Sheshen Cliff and looked at these three words, I was stunned for a while. As I walked forward again, a light flashed in my mind, suddenly awakening me.

Actually, what I came here to see was not the Milk Sea itself. I just wanted to walk this difficult road, to prove myself that I can do it, and to see the tourists on the road working as hard as me. Moving towards the same goal.

Whether you persist or give up, it is your own choice and has nothing to do with others.

After thinking about this, I smiled and glanced at the tall hillside in front of me. As long as I climbed over, I could see the sea of ??milk. After taking this look, I turned around resolutely, The pace of the return trip was particularly relaxed, and my breathing, which was affected by high reflexes, became inexplicably smoother.

Why go to Daocheng Yading? In the past half month since I came back, I have always asked myself this question from time to time, but I have no answer.

There, I didn’t pass through anyone’s world. I just walked through my own inner world faithfully to my truest inner experience. Traveling through mountains and rivers, feeling how long the years have passed, there are things that are never lost or forgotten.