The trip to Chuansi may be described as a perfectly timed "escape" in a depressed work atmosphere, as well as a desperate attempt to enjoy this momentary respite even though the shackles cannot be broken.
Well, often times, escape is shameful, but it really works.
Walking Among the Mountains#
Escaping the city, escaping the cubicle, escaping the ceiling, the road is filled with a sense of freedom. The road here is full of endless wilderness, endless twists and turns, and endless freedom. Exile yourself, exile among the mountains.
Yuzi West#
If you were to ask me which of the many beautiful sights along the way I like the most, I would definitely mention Yuzi West. As the car travels on the winding mountain road with ninety-nine bends, the constantly rising altitude tells me that Yuzi West is on a particularly high mountain top, where the view is superior and the scenery is beautiful. When you arrive at the destination, it does not disappoint. Here, you can see endless mountains and the distant Gongga Snow Mountain, and its sunset is also very healing. Of course, it has another meaning: Yuzi West = with the setting sun.
Muya Temple#
On the way to Chuansi, wherever there are villages, there are temples, and most Tibetans live by the temple. Muya Temple is located below the Muya La Snow Mountain, surrounded by patches of yellow and red villages. If you don't step into this place, it's hard to imagine that there is still such a pure land in this world, devoutly guarding their beliefs.
Li Juan said: She hopes that people will live long, hopes that everyone will gradually leave poverty, hopes that all life on earth will survive the winter and summer, hopes to become strong and powerful—greedily hoping. And has been hoping until now. I don't have so much greed, my mind is more in a state of hypoxia and emptiness, as well as clear joy. I like the purity here, and I also like the deep red here. I also bow down in front of the Buddha and bury my wishes. I tell my wishes to the Buddha, and then accept the Buddha's silent response. (Temples and villages are not convenient for taking photos, so there are no photos left)
Stars#
At 1-2 o'clock in the morning, I wanted to chase the Milky Way, but after crossing a high mountain, there was another higher mountain blocking our view, so we could only enjoy the bustling and brilliant starry sky. The stars watched us chase the Milky Way all the way, and in the end, they quietly held hands with them. None of us spoke, but countless faces flashed through our minds.
Litang#
This small city, where the snow falls as soon as it falls, occupies my field of vision with its bright yellow color. Here, I tasted the most memorable Tibetan meal of this trip, and also participated in the dance of Tibetans in Gesar Wang Square at sunset. A high school Tibetan girl twirled, walked, and dismantled with me, also acting as my little master. Her younger brother, who was not up to my knees and had not yet learned to speak Mandarin, was able to keep up with the team and dance properly. Although I was a bit clumsy, I danced with everyone with the confidence of being a member of a minority group. Well, I like the enthusiasm of their group dance, and I also like those beautiful and simple Tibetan girls. Of course, I also like the Tibetan men who gallop past our tank 300.
Finally, here is a photo of Litang at night. This pure land is still here, and I have returned to my workstation, but I have become peaceful and no longer anxious.