my naughty female president

I don’t know how long it took me to wake up from a loud noise. I rubbed my eyes and found that it was getting late, and the clouds in the west dyed by the setting sun were magnificent red, covering the western sky, so the earth also turned red.

I followed the amazed eyes of everyone in the car, and it turned out that the car was about to pass through a pass, and the colorful prayer flags on the mountain peak on the right side of the pass were drawn obliquely and fan-shaped to the left mountain peak with long lines.

The prayer flags are densely packed and fluttered by the wind, and the setting sun casts mottled silhouettes on the ground.People are amazed by this magnificent scenery.

A passenger suggested that the driver stop here for a while, and this proposal was immediately approved by the majority of people, so the driver stopped at the request of the majority.

But judging from his slightly tired and helpless expression, he is not very happy, maybe he wants to go home as soon as possible to be with his family, who knows.

Perhaps in his opinion, this is really nothing to be amazed at. It is just a spontaneous behavior of the pilgrims to express their piety. It just becomes a landscape after a long time. He passes by here every day. This has long been numb, how can I feel the shock that this has caused to other people?

I also got out of the car with everyone and looked up at the prayer flags written in Sanskrit fluttering in the wind. I remembered that I had seen this photo in Anne’s photo album a few years ago, but when I saw this real scene with my own eyes, I still couldn’t see it. Make my heart vibrate.

I know that these are hung up by people who come to worship. I have also seen worshipers who kowtowed all the way and used their flesh and blood to measure the land of the motherland. I don’t know how strong their hearts and perseverance are. Such a great feat.

Although I have also experienced hardships and experiences, I think my heart is strong enough, but I am still not sure if I have the perseverance like them.

People took pictures one after another, and some people put their hands together and prayed devoutly. Only I couldn't stop falling into the memory.

I remembered the scene when I saw this photo in Annie's album. At that time, I said that I would come here one day to see it. Annie promised me that she would come with me. She said, "Brother, let me do it. Your guide!"

At that time, she still called me elder brother. Unexpectedly, a few years later, I followed her footsteps and stood on the land where she once came, looking up at the scenery she once looked up at.

But Annie, do you still remember our original agreement?Now I'm here, where are you?
The car continued to move forward, and passed a small town when the burning clouds in the sky gradually faded. The town is not big, but the light box signs lit up here and there also give it a commercial atmosphere.

There are hotels, restaurants, clothing stores, cafes and dim sum shops in the small town. Although they don’t look very elegant and make people feel that they are bleak and rough that fit this land very well, they have everything that one expects to find.

As the car passed by, I saw a group of dirty children chasing and fighting on the street, speaking a Tibetan language that I could not understand.

In front of a house, an old Tibetan man in a burlap padded robe was sitting quietly with a prayer wheel in his hand, his haggard face looked dignified.

There is a big tree behind the house, and a group of birds are chirping in the canopy.

The rich aroma of roasted lamb came from a barbecue stall not far away, all of which made me feel a kind of market taste, and also made my heart feel a sense of returning to immersion.

I knew I liked this feeling, so I chose to stay when the car was about to leave the town.

I sat down on a pony in front of a snack bar and ordered some food that could fill my stomach. Although it was full of exotic flavors, it still whetted my appetite.

If my stomach is okay, I think it will be more comfortable to have two bottles of beer, but unfortunately my stomach can no longer bear the stimulation of alcohol after being injured in prison.

Although the shop was small in size, the business was very good. Not only was the shop full of seats, but even the small tables outside were full of people, and judging from their attire, they were all foreigners.

I was a little puzzled as to why there were so many foreigners in this border town, but soon I learned the answer from their conversations. It turned out that there was a temple not far from here. As for the name of the temple Needless to say, it is too detailed.

A little farther away is a snow mountain known for its mystery. Later I found out that according to local legends, this snow mountain seems to have incomparably magical powers, as long as you turn around devoutly, your wish can be realized.

So this place has become a spiritual holy place for some pilgrims, and it is also an ideal place for travelers and explorers.

And this small town is the only way to go there, so of course it became their best stop.

When I learned about the geographical conditions here, I was still slightly surprised. I had heard about the popularity of the temple and the snow-capped mountains, but I didn’t expect that I would come to this legendary place without knowing it. I was surprised and wanted to come It is also a kind of fate.

After eating, I found a hotel in a remote location. At the front desk was a young Tibetan girl. The Tibetan girl has deep eye sockets and a high nose bridge, which looks like a beauty from the Western Regions in TV dramas.

The Tibetan girl warmly took me to a single room, sweetly said good night to me, and then exited the room.Although she maintained a professional smile, I still caught a trace of surprise from the way she looked at me, and I knew it was because of the scar on my face.

In fact, I have been able to feel the changes brought about by this scar since I came out. People in the waiting hall would choose to sit on benches far away from me. A child sitting next to me on the train just looked at my face. After staying on the road for a while, his mother pulled him over and said to me apologetically, "I'm sorry, children are not polite!"

Even the boss served me the food first. The diners who came before me wanted to say something, but after seeing me, they hesitated to speak, and finally kept silent .

I can understand that this scar makes me hideous, and it will always bring a sense of fear to people. Although they don't know me or the origin of this scar, the awareness of self-protection will make them feel scared. Unconsciously, I am probably a bad person, at least I used to be a bad person, so I will always keep a distance from me unconsciously.

I can only smile helplessly at this, there will always be strange eyes, it seems that I have to get used to it slowly.

Although the room is simple, it is very clean. I put down my backpack and took a shower. I felt sleepy when I lay on the bed. I haven’t had a good rest for several days, so I decided not to think about anything. sleep him.

The bed in the room is next to a window, and when you open the window, you can see the night view of stars.My eyelids soon became heavy, and my consciousness quietly dissipated.Unknowingly, I seem to see more and more stars poking their heads out shyly, and finally finally boldly gather into a sea of ​​stars...

I know I'm in a dream!
After getting up the next morning, I followed the traveler to this famous Buddhist temple. Before I arrived, I followed the eyes of everyone and saw the white-walled and golden-roofed building in front of me. In the sunlight, the golden roof reflects the sunlight and looks sacred, which makes people feel awe.

When you get closer, you can feel the grandeur of this Buddhist holy place. The mottled walls and wind-eroded stone pillars are all engraved with the vicissitudes of time, which makes people feel a sense of time.

It may be due to the peak tourist season. Although it is located in a remote corner, there are still many tourists and pilgrims.

In addition, I also noticed that there is a merit box next to each shrine and temple, and praying pilgrims will put more or less money into it.

They will always pay for it, as if to prove their piety in this way, regardless of whether there is a Buddha, and even if there is, can the Buddha really make their wishes come true?
I don't know if it's because people in the world are ignorant of nothingness in the ten directions, or they understand the hardships of life, but they just use this way to put hope in their hearts.

This made me feel a little bit surprised. It seems that the trend of the times has swept every corner of the world, and no place is immune.

I always thought that if there was the last piece of pure land left in this world, it would definitely be here, but I didn't expect that even this holy land of Buddhism was not exempt from vulgarity.My knowledge is limited, so I don't know if that's what the Buddha said about impurity and impurity, but it's obvious that this place is no longer a quiet place!

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but lose interest, and simply turned around and left the monastery. This walk turned out to be the next few years when I lived in a small town close to me, and I never set foot here again.

When I came out of the temple, I thought that there was nothing to do, so I walked aimlessly towards a mountain road. As far as I could see on the mountain road, there was a continuous hill. The white clouds hung low on the hill, and the direction of the wind blowing lightly Flick over the hills.

Walking on the small road leading to the hill, I thought about my future life. Maybe I can find a job in a small town that can support me. Although the town is small, there are many shops and tourists. I must find a job that can make a living. It shouldn't be difficult, so I can stay here for a long time.

After all, for me, the former city life is more fear than boredom.For me who no longer have high expectations for the future, this is the best place to live, at least it is far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, not to mention this is a place I like right away.

With this plan, my heart opened up a lot, and I walked up to the hill before I knew it. Standing on the hill, I saw a pool of blue lake water. The lake was as calm as a mirror, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds. , there is a huge stone by the lake, which is painted with red paint: Cangyongcuo!

I know that the mistake is the name of the lake by the Tibetans. The name of this lake is Cangyong Lake.

On the shore of the lake is a clump of wild flowers, with red and white flowers blooming on the top of the thin flower stems, blooming in this barren land very seriously.

The moment I saw this picture, I was deeply shocked. I never thought that there is such a place full of vitality in this barren land dominated by brown.

At that moment, I really felt the power of life blooming. My heart seemed to be knocked dully by a wooden hammer. There seemed to be a hard shell on the surface of my heart. Under this knock, cracks slowly appeared, and then scattered All over the place, it revealed the color it should have, and I felt that some kind of power was gradually waking up.

It's very quiet here, so quiet that one can't bear to make a sound, so quiet that there is not even a sound of insects, it is so quiet that time seems to freeze.

I came to the lake to sit among the wildflowers and quietly feel this masterpiece of nature. I think it is more like a gift, a gift from God to me.

I can't help but feel a little lucky. If I hadn't experienced the bad things in the past, I wouldn't have chosen to stay away from the secular world. Then I'm afraid I won't be able to see the beautiful scenery in front of me in my whole life.

Recalling the long half of my life, the beautiful scenery I have seen is extraordinary, but there has never been a scenery that can fill my heart with such awe of life at this moment!