Journey to a distant place

A person always has to walk a journey alone.

I forgot which day I captured the golden words during sharing time, but this sentence was said by Lao Gao, and I always remember it.

Speaking of Lao Gao, the scene at the celebration banquet that night flashed before my eyes inexplicably.

On the stage, golden trophies were issued one after another. The winners happily ran up to the stage to receive the trophies. Their exciting acceptance speeches were followed by extremely warm applause. The winners mentioned the most among the bunch of thanks. One of his names is "Brother Gao Jianxin Gao" - I can't help but admire that Lao Gao is probably the one who has the most interactions with the fifty-two people this time.

On the stage, Yadong, the first-place boy in the overall score, held up the golden championship trophy and excitedly talked about the touching story that happened in the desert wind and sand around him. In fact, I was originally very happy about this. Numb, I thought it must be the basic formula of "friendship first, competition second"——

The story happened on the third day, the third day when I was exhausted to the limit, and I happened to encounter a willful and random man again. There was a strong wind, and there was no signal in the uninhabited area. I couldn't see the weather forecast, but I visually judged that the strong wind was at least level 7. The strong wind carried sand and gravel that hit my face and made my body crackle. Moreover, the whole day's journey was filled with fine sand and gravel. The pavement is filled with rocks and is so soft that it makes people collapse. The second half of the race often makes people have a strong desire to get on the car (give up)...

Yes, yes, listen to Yadong I secretly recalled the story, and I once complained that this was most likely a "malicious" arrangement by the organizing committee. Everything was at its limit, whether it was physical fitness, weather or road surface! On my third day, I was blown around all the way and was carried everywhere by the wind. I was still carrying the team flag that day, and I truly realized what big flag hunting is. What depressed me the most was the hateful and boring road that was broken all the way. Fine rocks and fine sand, a long 30 kilometers, almost no stones to pick up - it turns out that the masters also have such similar feelings! I felt relieved.

However, since it is a competition, one, two, and three must be decided, but three powerful seed players actually linked their arms and formed a human wall to resist together. Windy sand, and the initiator of this action is the low-key and humble Fujian tea farmer Lao Gao who is sitting next to me at the moment and is smiling shyly!

——Wow! Lao Gao is mighty! I admired in my heart.

"... Next, I would like to invite my big brother Gao for the applause..." Yadong held the trophy in one hand and shouted excitedly to the audience. The audience was filled with excitement and thunderous applause.

"Go on, go on stage!" I excitedly turned my head and reminded him. At this moment, I noticed that although he was as thin as a bamboo pole but still tall and in his late teens, Lao Gao was huddled on my shoulder like a shy little boy, murmuring——

"No, no... I don't want to go up... You, then tell me what I'm going to say when I go up..."

I was a little confused and a little shocked - why did he suddenly act like this? Smiling secretly——

"Go up! No matter what, you must go up. This is a matter of politeness..." Amidst the bursts of applause and the eager eyes of the people, I felt a little agitated. Nervous, I randomly gave a somewhat irresponsible and funny reason!

"I think this trophy should belong to my brother Gao..."?

Yadong said , raised the trophy in front of Lao Gao, Lao Gao was still possessed by a shy little boy, blushing without saying a word, the golden trophy that symbolized the highest honor seemed to have been opened in front of him. The bolted grenade was shaken, waved, pushed, and rejected by his outstretched hands... Yadong advanced, Lao Gao retreated, Yadong advanced again, Lao Gao retreated again... That's it, as soon as the two of you enter , I retreated from the center of the stage to a corner of the stage...

Yadong, please, don’t torture our old Gao anymore...

In my heart Smiling, covering his eyes, unable to bear to look anymore...

In addition, Lao Gao is still a Doraemon. I remember meeting a sister who was given this title on the road on the first day, but , in my eyes, Lao Gao’s title is well-deserved.

"...Hey, did you notice just now?" Pei Ran said to me quietly from the side.

"What did you notice?" I was stunned, not knowing what special incident Pei Ran had discovered.

"Hahaha, just now, I found that I am really good at summarizing. How interesting it was just now - that Takakura Ken... that little girl..." Pei Ran immediately played two roles, vividly He talked about the scene that just happened at the door of the tent.

Hahaha, actually I saw it. The "Takakura Ken" in Pei Ran's mouth is Lao Gao. I don't know why Pei Ran called him this celebrity from the beginning. Lao Gao didn't seem to like this nickname very much, and he corrected him twice in a serious manner, but to no avail. He also I reluctantly gave up.

What Pei Ran was just talking about was a scene where a little girl from another tent came to Lao Gao to ask for tea and tea sets - the little girl asked timidly, Lao Gao suddenly understood and went up to her, and then explained in a serious manner ——The amount of tea should be sufficient, the water should be boiled, and drink slowly...

I think Lao Gao must have started promoting his tea as soon as he landed in Dunhuang. In his words, everything about him is Related to tea. I also love tea and drink tea. I claim that I can’t work without tea and I can’t live without tea, but I was still shocked by his obsession and love for tea - flying across thousands of kilometers to this Gobi city where there are no birds above and no animals below. Don’t forget to bring your own tea and simple tea sets! I secretly thought that maybe it was because he had been growing tea, making tea, and experiencing tea with his own hands.

"Which of you wants tea..."

Just now I was depressed that I didn't bring any tea or even coffee when I went out this time. How should I arrange the remaining two bags of coffee so that the past few days in the Gobi will not be boring? When the tea came, I was so excited that I didn’t know what to say. I almost exclaimed "Long Live" - ??I don’t even want my face here (no water to wash) ), you can actually enjoy good tea in the vast Gobi!

"I want it!" I shouted without hesitation...

One day after leaving the Gobi for a while, A Liu posted a status in the circle, below: A message that was so vivid and classic that it became a classic -

"Then Brother Gao will come over and say, do you want some tea? Authentic Wuyi Mountain rock tea, I have it here..."

Hahahaha...

Indeed, in the next few days, I, we didn’t have to brew the bag of tea we got at all. As long as he saw us holding the cups, Lao Gao would He would hold up his own thermos and say——

"Come and drink tea... I have some brewed tea here..."

Even one day, before departure, I had already taken the hot water, and Lao Gao also took it, poured out half a cup of boiled water for me, and filled me with a full cup of tea...

The tea is very strong, the strongest I have ever drunk. The fragrant Dahongpao, in the middle of the journey, while walking against the wind and sand, I was still enjoying and savoring it, with just the right flavor of rock roasting, bitter and then sweet...

" ...Brother Gao, what’s the school name of the heel patch you gave me yesterday?”

Aliu said—Aliu is a beautiful girl who is so strong that I admire her. She replied on the first day. When I arrived at the camp, I saw the two big blood-red blisters on her heels. My legs trembled involuntarily. Not to mention how painful they actually were, just looking at them made my legs weak. I thought at the time, If those two monsters appeared on my feet, I don't know what I would look like. But at this moment, this girl limped past me, walked to her bunk with a smile, and chatted happily with the old man opposite me - "It works so well, so well" It's amazing, the doctor in the infirmary was asking just now, and even she didn't know. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't know how to start walking these thirty kilometers today..." A Liu dragged his injured foot and actually walked out of the team that day. The seventh place really puts me, a latecomer who has always been content in the tourist group, to shame.

"I don't know. This is very common. My wife stuffed it into my bag. Normally..." Lao Gao responded to A Liu's surprised expression in his usual calm tone. Grateful, "None of the things here are mine. This is for my son. This is..."

The tone and the artifact are much better than Doraemon, I think.

"...I must thank Brother Gao, he gave me a pair of running legs in the Gobi desert..." This is the master, I have a lot of emotions every day, but I can think of him every time he speaks The enchanting "Sleeping Bag Dance", "Brother Gao lent me his hiking pole at the critical moment. Without his hiking pole, I wouldn't have been able to run that fast..."

The artistic-looking master He is really a good-natured man, an authentic Shandong man. His sharing is very sensational and feels sincere. However, the mysterious, low-key and humble classmate Lao Gao just doesn’t accept the offer——

“...I don’t need it. Here, my equipment, this, this...all these are lent to them..." His tone was calm but revealed a kind of insulation and dullness that I couldn't understand, as if he was always out of tune with others.

What really shocked me was the sharing of the golden sentence at the beginning.

In fact, Lao Gao’s sharing is very plain every time, showing a kind of simplicity, low-key and even shyness, and this time is no exception -

"...I started I was in the first echelon, and then I slowed down and walked with the person who was sixth in those teams yesterday. We walked a long way..."

Yes, I smiled secretly in my heart, This is the strategy developed by our team - the emotional intelligence strategy! Because the organizing committee stipulates that each team's score every day can only take the sixth place of its own team, so as long as it drags the sixth place of other teams and does not rush in front of our team's sixth place, it is OK. The method of holding back can be used by yourself. The master said, for example, "Hey, this wetland is so beautiful, come here and let me take a picture for you..." For example, "Come on, replenish yourself and drink some water..." Another example is, "Look, wild donkey..."< /p>

However, it was Lao Gao who performed this "glorious" and "arduous" task today! I was a little surprised and didn't know what he would say. I pictured it in my mind - Oh, our Wuyi Mountain is very beautiful. I have hundreds of acres of tea gardens myself. If I have a chance to experience it... I snickered.

"...We talked a lot, and then I felt very...I started running, and I kept running forward. I ran about ten flags in one breath..." Lao Gao sat cross-legged On the red carpet in the middle of the tent, he spoke calmly in his usual low tone.

Ten flags! I was surprised. Based on the fact that the distance between two flags is about 800 meters, the distance between ten flags must be six or seven kilometers. Such a road! Another breath! I looked at this thin tea farmer with admiration, and then I remembered that he had mentioned on the first day that he also ran a horse race, and he even finished fourth! He is the one who has always been condescending, so he can do it with ease! But what impressed me even more was what came next -

"Because, I think, a person always has to walk alone for a while..."

A person always has to walk alone A long way! yes! Suddenly I discovered that this was the exact expression of the state I had been looking for. From the very beginning of participating in the event, I struggled with whether to invite friends I knew to go with me, to walking alone at a fast or slow pace intentionally or unintentionally. I longed to achieve this. Perhaps it is the profound meaning contained in Lao Gao's words -

I need to walk alone, appreciate the desolation alone, feel the wind and sand of the desert alone, and think about my troubles alone , one looks forward to tomorrow, one even roars, one cries, one vents... Precipitate, give up, remove the burden, then let go, then become a brand new self, then be as light as a swallow, and then fly happily ...

Lao Gao’s sharing was over, but I was stuck in excitement for a long time. Looking at Lao Gao, I suddenly felt that he seemed to have become plump and taller.

Ever since I got excited that night and deeply shared the dream I wrote down during the expedition ceremony (boldly talking about writing a book, nakedly attracting readers), I began to reveal my "true colors", and my words There were more of them, and it seemed that I had returned to the familiar life where I was often decadent and fond of teasing, and the black people everywhere had a funny physique with no bottom line. However, Lao Gao began to express his admiration for me without hesitation. He often came over to talk to me. No, just after escaping from the embarrassing scene directed by classmate Yadong on the stage of the celebration banquet, he started chatting in my ear again——

"Hey, You said, that young man quit his job and came here specifically to do this..."

I know that Lao Gao is talking about Zhou Yunguang. I met him on the first day. He was chatting with classmate Xiao Ming in the car. The eldest child in the sky, a great young man. Although we didn’t interact much in the next few days, I know some fragments of his story. His story is simple and full of positive energy. It is so beautiful that my thoughts are not correct. A person with high energy sounds like he is putting on a show, but as an ordinary person, why does he need to show off on purpose?

The young man is very energetic, 29 years old. He has been working hard in Beijing and has a good income. , but recently resigned, it seems because Beijing is too far away from the city where his parents live, so someone pointed out the way for him -

"Take a training class, there is a lot of future (money)!" ”

He smiled and said that making too much money would not be practical. In fact, he has a dream to teach in impoverished mountainous areas...

I remember hearing that at that time This story really made me eat the sand with my mouth wide open for a few seconds, and I felt an indescribable shame in my heart.

Lao Gao's words continued -

"Such a good young man, tell me, what do I want to argue with others..."

Yes, I I almost forgot. Lao Gao once mentioned that he had a Taoist master. Maybe he realized the true meaning of Taoism’s inaction. I guess he often came in fourth place in horse racing because of humility. My thoughts were racing...

However, listening to Lao Gao's story and looking at the sincerity on his face, I am more willing to believe that it is Lao Gao, as an ordinary brother, supporting, caring for and fulfilling an outstanding younger brother!

In my heart, I praise the excellent younger brother Yunguang, and I also praise the sincere Lao Gao!

"...Hey, actually, our fourteen people in Lightning are very interesting. You can see that the position in that tent is also very particular. When I walked in, it was me. I am from Fujian. I They were tea farmers, and then the 'Three Rocket Brothers'..."

Early in the morning on the day I was leaving Dunhuang, Lao Gao came to my room, sat on the sofa and began to talk endlessly, "Really, this is really interesting. You can write a story..."

"Then just write one!" Pei Ran answered with a smile.

"I can't do it, but she can!" Lao Gao pointed at me and said, he really looked up to me. I smiled and walked into the bathroom to wash up. As I walked, I said——

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"Okay, you continue!" I fully accepted Lao Gao's appreciation. I probably knew that it would be better to be humble than accept Lao Gao's appreciation.

"Can you hear me?" Lao Gao asked me seriously.

"Yes!" I smiled.

So, I heard Lao Gao raise his voice and continue to start the unique Gao's logical analysis method -

"...Going further inside, there is Chen Jian, yes, that one Chen Jian is just...well, yes, he looks like a camel...Yes, he even bought a camel..."

Hahahaha, I still can't figure out why Lao Gao thinks Lao Chen Like a camel, and hee hee, the little fairy daughter actually called Lao Chen a storage bag that night...

Hahahaha, lightning, lightning, infinite scenery! Endless spring! Spring is here! When I can't figure it out or can't figure it out, I suddenly want to shout——

The story is still brewing, and the recorded running account has come first. I don't know if Lao Gao is satisfied with it...

Author: Wu Chun