Thanks to that poor little girl deep in Bashan.

Thanks to the poor little girl in the depths of Bashan, I learned the meaning of life during that trip to Bashan.

In mid-January, China's New Year is coming. I embarked on a journey against the cold wind. In order to find the bamboo sea and find the long-awaited spiritual comfort place.

It is said that at that time, an untouched primitive bamboo forest spanned Daba Mountain in Sichuan, Shaanxi and Hubei provinces, covering an area of 496,000 mu. It is the most concentrated and largest bamboo forest of its kind in China, ranking first in China. It only takes more than two months for this kind of bamboo to grow into bamboo, so people call it the fastest bamboo species in the world. The forest here is vast, the bamboo forest covers the sky, and the bamboo sea stretches for hundreds of miles. Whether it is the spring and summer when flowers bloom or the mountains are closed by heavy snow, the endless bamboos and bamboos are always lush, full of green.

Is it valuable to live in a busy city for a long time, kill time in complicated affairs and sit in an office building to realize the so-called life value? Come to think of it, everyone is just foraging in the urban forest, but it's a pity that our food smells like car exhaust. The golden pheasant on the mountain is also foraging. Grass seeds, insects and leaves are their green food, and they are also delicious food that we can't get. Fresh air and bright sunshine make us drift away. Will we live better than a group of golden pheasants?

I want to live a golden pheasant for a few days, wash my face with spring water, jump in the jungle and open my heart in the bright sunshine. It's time to get some sunshine! The hoarded rice has to be dried many times a year, not to mention our pursuit of fame and fortune. Dare you say that you are cleaner than a grain of rice? I need to walk freely on the mountain ridge, communicate with the golden rooster in the bamboo sea and enjoy the sunshine. I know tomorrow is the best, but I will always be here today.

The bus stopped at a small mountain village in a valley, and I stood at the entrance of the village stupidly, attracting a group of primary school students who had just left school. I asked with a smile, "Does anyone know where the Bamboo Sea is?" Suddenly, they grinned, and one of the girls in a fluffy red hat shouted, "It's on the opposite mountain, how silly!" " I got excited: "Little friend, do you know the way?" There was another burst of laughter. A little boy crowded in front of me and said, "Ai Fangfang's house is by the bamboo sea."

I crossed the river on several big stones, spared a farmhouse and began to climb the mountain.

Ai Fangfang jumped in the mountains like an elk, and I panted after her. From time to time, she shouted, "Uncle, hurry up!" "I am usually a donkey, but the difference between me and Ai Fangfang is that she is walking and I am climbing. About an hour later, we climbed to the top of the mountain, and in the embrace of the mountains, a vast and lush bamboo sea appeared. At this time, Fangfang took my hand and said, "Uncle, go to my house for dinner and then go to play. '

Fangfang's home is located on a mountain ridge platform and has three adobe houses. Fangfang's mother smiled and invited me into the house. Sitting by the fireplace, my chest and face are hot, but my back is cold. After dinner, Fangfang's mother handed me a big bowl of coarse porcelain fried potato chips rice. It's the first time for me to sit by the fireplace and eat, while keeping my hands out of the dust. Ai Fangfang also gave me some potato chips from her bowl. I think these oily potato chips must be delicious for her. I was a little moved and took out my pen: "Fangfang, I'll give it to you." Study hard and be admitted to a university in the provincial capital in the future. " Fangfang's mother took my words and said, "She doesn't have that kind of life!"

Is Fangfang's study very poor? Is it for economic reasons? I keep asking. Fangfang's mother's tears overflowed her eyes: "She has a congenital heart disease."

Later, in an intermittent conversation with Fangfang's mother, I learned that Fangfang was a model student in the second grade of Qingshui Primary School. Their family used to live in the town, and Fangfang's father worked in Guangdong for six years without hearing from him. In order to meet Fangfang, I sold five brick houses and moved to the mountains to live with my grandfather. Fangfang's grandfather is a "duangong", who lives by telling fortune to villagers in mountain villages and often travels abroad. I found a lot of words to comfort her, but she smiled and said, it doesn't matter, Fangfang is happy! I tried my best.

I was thinking that Fangfang might be happy. In her imagination, she can live to her grandfather's age. Her heart is not stained with dust, and she will still be excited about a pen she got by chance. She will also be happy to walk more than ten miles to school every day. She will also say that when she grows up, she will be a teacher with a computer.

Stepping on the thick snow, the sound of clicking makes the bamboo forest quieter. On the way back, we saw groups of golden roosters, shuttling through the bamboo forest in the snow, and ran farther when we saw me. They may not like my sudden intervention. This is their territory.

I've lost my happiness. I'm looking for the happiness of insects like grass seeds and golden pheasants. Even a grass seed will sing loudly after entering the abdomen. This is a gift from God! Sleeping winter, there are grass seeds to eat and sunshine to accompany.

At night in Bashan, there was silence all around. I walked out of the tent and looked up at the sky. My heart is shaking like an electric shock. The stars seem to be on my head, so clear and bright, and each one radiates bright light, which is fascinating. At that moment, all I had to do was jump gently and embrace the starry sky. The same night sky, why there is a strange feeling. The mountain wind is swaying, and I hear the waves of the bamboo sea. I tried to listen to the voice of the golden pheasant, and it didn't make a sound until dawn.

Yes, Fangfang fell asleep. Can a golden rooster stay awake? Because I want to see the starry sky and listen to the waves of the bamboo sea, I can't be quiet at the top of the mountain alone.

I'm looking for suitable soil everywhere, but I'm still looking. A golden rooster is not necessarily born with a promised land. For example, I have more material comforts, but I lack the enviable happiness that will happen anytime and anywhere.

I feel grateful when I think of Fangfang. God gave me a healthy body. Isn't that enough? I have no reason to be unhappy. If a person has lost the ability to find happiness, or has lost the spiritual antenna to observe happiness, what's the point of living?

Thanks to Fangfang, I found myself in the sea of bamboo that night.