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Wandering Diary 04

June 00, 2020 to 20201October 08

Daocheng Yading

Yesterday, I made an appointment with the tree demon to have dinner together. She and Xiao Yuan mysteriously wanted to give me a gift and said, "When we look at this bag, we don't think the villain on it is you." Open the bag and see, it is a canvas bag with great personality. On the front, there is a big piece of green, including a jumping stick figure. There is a small green letter on the back, "I don't like humans, I want to live in the forest". I fell in love with this canvas bag at first sight and upgraded it to accompany pets in the following period of time.

The attached booklet gives a business introduction: This sentence comes from a Norwegian bestseller and tells the story of the protagonist escaping from various identities, living in the forest and becoming friends with moose bongo and strangers. I also quoted some words with abstract illustrations in the book.

The sentence "I don't like humans, I want to live in the forest" just corresponds to the story of this article returning to earth, so I borrowed it as the title. Find this book in the future. If it's not a cynical book, write a book review and share it with everyone ~

Bow and thank the Tree Demon and Xiao Yuan!

Day 7 of Aden Grand Turn to the Mountain 10. 17 Saturday

Shehu-Songduoyakou-Wusehai-Milk Sea-Resongcuo-Kascowshed (4,400 meters), hiking 12km, climbing 270 meters and descending 370 meters.

Today is the penultimate day and the last day of camping in the mountains. In the evening, I carefully looked at the mountains, streams, mules and cowsheds around the camp. I want to remember them. I hope to live in such a place one day.

I remember when I was in senior three, I told my teachers and friends that I didn't want to go to college. I wanted to teach in the mountains and then find a temple to practice for a few years. My dream is coming true in different ways. I'm still afraid of going to college, graduating, getting married and having children, but I realize that these things may not be what I imagined, so I don't escape, but I'm not bound by them.

Today, I went to Aden Scenic Area to see the Milk Sea and the Five Colors Sea. The scenery of the scenic spot is really beautiful, but the tourists and scenic facilities are reduced. It seems that the scenery set for everyone will lose its shocking power. I like the natural feeling like an animal walking to the edge of a cliff in a mountain to see the lake, rather than the feeling of walking on a wooden plank road eating snacks and looking at the lake and losing awe.

By the lake, I was surprised to meet my friend at Yubeng Inn, and he smiled. He witnessed me from my first hike to now, and I was so happy that I shouted and took a group photo as a souvenir. He gave me a piece of beef jerky and found it really delicious after eating it. Buy a bag from the scenic spot and take it home.

I went to the punch point of Shuangshen Lake again. I thought this was a punching place where everyone could go, and I crawled and found it was another gravel mountain. The wind was strong enough to blow us away, so I climbed out of the snow-capped mountains and rushed to the top of the mountain. When I went down the mountain, I used the method of walking on the gravel road taught by 1986. I walked steadily and never fell down.

On the way back to the camp, we slept on the hillside. Paganini's variations are very hypnotic and the sun is warm. My sister, Angel and I lay down and slept again. I remember that the chairs in the community in the city were too dirty to sit on. At this time, we lie directly on the grass. All the clothes on foot are in direct contact with the ground, and there is dust and dirt all day long, but because of this, our communication has nothing to do with the outside world.

Grandpa and several uncles helped me carry the camel bag and set up a tent. Because my hand was injured, it was difficult to use force, so I gratefully accepted it.

Walking around the camp, I happened to see Tibetans driving mules on the other side and recorded a video. Two mules crossed the stream disobediently and passed me. This scene always moves me more than seeing the snow-capped peaks. They are so beautiful. I want to learn to ride horses and get closer to them.

Seeing Tibetans in the cowshed, they warmly invited me in to keep warm. That's what I thought. I found a small stone and sat down. They are cooking soup. The soup pot is on the iron shelf, and the firewood is under it. The fire burns into different shapes, high and sharp, and many sparks jump out, like small fireworks in a dark cowshed. Slice the potatoes and bake them on the fire. Give me a piece first. It's burnt Scrape the black carbon off its body with a knife and eat it.

I like their eyes and say "I like you" directly and clearly. I thank them, too. They made me feel that my love for these things was understood in an instant. I went back to the tent and gave them two packs of mustard tuber and two unfinished apples. I left without shirking.

After dinner, we went to sit in the kitchen tent. We turned over past photos, listened to each other's song lists, and sat together in a pile of gas tanks and pots and pans. Play some childish jokes and laugh until you can't breathe. A few days ago, they said that Aaron's hat was like socks. Yesterday, it was said that Guan Er's hat was like a ball, and Xiaodong's hat was like underwear. Today, Aaron said that the two letters on Xiaodong's hat should be changed to CK, and then we laughed together, Xiaodong unknown so. We laughed again for his unknown so like fools. Anyway, today is our last night in a small tent. Looking at the oil drops on the wall of the yellow tent, I suddenly thought, what was it like to play with my parents in New Zealand many years ago? I remember looking up and seeing the towering trees. I remember picking up the pine cones and touching some pieces. It occurred to me that many years later, before I died, I recalled the great turning point in Aden, or my whole life, and I should still remember some fragments.

I will remember that I slipped down the gravel slope of Boyongcuo observation deck and suddenly found the pleasure of skating; I will remember seeing all the lakes on the other side, being fascinated by them at once, and then flying all the way to the camp, feeling like a wolf; I will remember seeing two mules coming towards me at a cattle farm in Guo Xin. The stream reflects the sky and fluctuates in the blue. I will remember that I climbed a small peninsula in Snake Lake to hang a dzi bead; I will remember watching the bonfire jump out of Mars and eating potato chips in the cowshed in Tibet. ...

I think the so-called sense of shock is often that we have endless associations from a small matter, so it becomes very broad. Just like "there is a fish in the northern ghost, called Kun, and Kun is so big that I don't know how many miles it is", it suddenly brought me into a world of infinite fantasy. When I saw all the lakes, its exhibition like a small theater also stimulated my imagination in an instant, and a long story about living and meditating by the lake appeared in my mind. At this moment, I feel free and broad, so I am shocked.

I was thinking the other day that it would be nice to marry a team leader. He can take me to any wild mountain I want to climb. It's not bad to marry a Tibetan today. You can learn to ride a horse, live in the mountains every day and keep warm in the cowshed. Both men and women have rich and natural voices, and women are plump and strong, with strong vitality. Sitting in the bullpen with them, I seem to have traveled through ancient times at once. I think people should live this life more and more.

Day 8 of Aden Grand Zhuan Mountain 10. 18 Sunday

Kasniupeng-Songluoyakou-Pearl Sea-Chonggu Temple-Riwa-Daocheng County (3750m), hiking 1 1km, climbing 250m, down 660m.

Today, I returned to the earth from the sky. Walking down the mountain from the camp in the morning, I saw the sea of clouds under our feet. It's really like living in the sky. I can't bear to go back, so I walk slower and slower. Finally, we walked at the end of the line. Passing by a rock shining like a mermaid's tail, it has different colors in different light. I'm glad to find a beautiful little stone, with my head down and a heart shape.

Memorizing ancient poems with sister Xi, speaking of autumn, I don't remember anything except "sadness and loneliness in autumn since ancient times"

There is a cell phone signal in the forest near the Pearl Sea, and the information keeps ringing. Turn off the volume and want to enjoy the peace for another half hour. Hearing the voice of tourists again, I feel impetuous. Back on earth, I still like to listen to the symphony of mule bells on the mountain.

I went to visit Chonggu Temple and saw lamas sitting in the temple. I knelt in front of them and gave me a piece of yogurt. My heart is empty, and I don't know what to ask. I worshipped the last Buddha all the way. I want to live in the mountains in the future!

Back to Shangri-La town, I want to take a bath and make up, and save my face value at the last meal. Later, I heard that there was a post office where postcards could be posted. I immediately gave up taking a shower and wrote postcards with my sister. I sent Teresa three postcards along the way. Later, she will have more than a dozen postcards and letters that I sent to her in various periods, which I think are very memorable. How happy it is to have a fixed place to send postcards.

However, I also feel that there are many things that cannot be expressed. I can't write the beauty of seeing mules cross the stream and form a picture among the mountains. I can't write what it's like to live in the mountains all the time. Snow-capped mountains, meadows, streams, mountains and lakes, as well as bonfires in cowshed, mule bells, passes and fluttering flags in Mani pile, their comprehensive feelings have changed me. Because I will never forget these things, one day I will see the bustling lights in Hong Kong at night, and I will feel that life is not to live in high-rise buildings, but to live in mountains and nature.

I have always hated restaurants, and I feel that the secular side of such a meal will be revealed after getting along in the mountains. So I poured orange juice early and made a plan to kill myself. But when I came to propose a toast on August 6th, I still drank orange juice and drank wine. I don't think we know how to express our friendship these days, so for the first time, it is so necessary and appropriate that there can be many things in a glass of wine.

I stayed in the kitchen tents of Guan Er, Liu Ba, Xiaodong and Aaron for several nights. Eat their fried rice with eggs in the morning and watch them wash dishes, listen to songs and tell stories in the evening. Carrying my bag all the way down the gravel slope, cooking fried rice with eggs, teaching me how to go down the mountain, helping me repair my tent and playing devil's music. Xiaodong suffered our jokes for several nights because of "sleeping with girls" and went to propose a toast one by one. I want to worship the onion like grandpa and say with a smile, "This little girl is too wild, anyway, outdoor safety comes first", which makes people want to hug him very much. There are grandparents who smile very kindly every time I see them, there are wild women who have a * * * voice in their bones, and there are Lao Dan and little shanghai who walk in the first echelon together and take many naps on the grass together. ...

After drinking more than ten glasses of beer, I can't eat anything, and my face is burning. I looked in the mirror, but it wasn't very red.

I'll go home after drinking. A 50-day journey takes up one-seventh of a year, just like a dream. I seem to be used to being a traveler, sleeping in different beds every day, sleeping beside the bed with all kinds of people, and staying in strange scenery on the second day after each period. From dragging a suitcase to an inn for more than 300 nights, to staying in a bed for more than 30 nights. I learned how to travel, how to experience, how to feel, and also rehearsed how to live. Those happy and sad moments are also internalized into a concentrated growth period.

My confidence in myself has also increased. When I signed up for the big turn up the mountain, I only walked through the rain collapse and walked half to death. I wrote in my diary, "I don't know if I can go on, but I just have a belief that I will." So I really came down.

On the first day of the rain, I heard that someone died in the ice lake and cried in the inn room; It is said that "girls who come to Tibetan areas alone think so." If they are sleeping, they won't die anyway "; Guan Gong's cornea was injured by a branch on foot, and he cried when he saw the light for a few days. And I booked the wrong room in Lhasa and almost slept in the street at two o'clock in the morning. I don't think I'm much worse in the short term. If I encounter anything again, I will think that those times have passed and nothing can't be solved.

What I really want to learn is how to go home after seeing these scenery. What kind of mentality should we face our own philosophy, papers and post-it notes? I will start doing yoga, meditation, scraping, going to bed early and getting up early, taking vitamins, doing accounts, watching YouTube, wearing a lot of socks, and returning to the state before May. You should also learn rock climbing, start running, learn cooking, know some constellations and learn photography.

I used to like poems such as "making wine in pine flowers and frying tea in spring". At that time, I didn't know what the mountain really looked like, but now I understand. How not to be assimilated by city life is the next exercise.

Figure | Li Hao Onion Somnas Cat