Lin Luoran comes very early. It isn’t the peak time of visiting the Jokhang Temple, so there are only some people entering the temple for holding prayer wheels. Lin Luoran buys a ticket and enters it. The ticket seller repeatedly asks if she needs to take photos in the temple. If she needs it, she has to buy a photo ticket. When Lin Luoran sees that the photography ticket is even more expensive than the entrance tickets, she already can imagine the scenery inside the Jokhang Temple.
Ordinary tourists can be forgiven for taking photos in such holy places. However, it will be disrespectful for a cultivator like her who knows that Buddha exists to take photos in the temple.
Having entered the gate, Lin Luoran sees a courtyard that combines architectural styles of Tang, Tibetan, Nepali, and Indian. She doesn’t follow the usual tourist route, but just visits places as she likes. She is in front of a mural now. With a closer look, she finds it is a painting about the
Although Tibetan herdsmen already have affordable housing, grazing forces them to migrate within a certain range. Some families still retain the custom of migrating according to the seasons. There are still scattered yurts deep in the Naqu grassland. This afternoon, in the heart of the grassland, the burning clouds dye the sky into fascinating colors. Ze Yitong's mother finally herds the sheep back. A black spot shows up in the distance. It must be Ze Yitong's mother Dun Zhu. "Nana, nana, look! Mom is back!" Ze Yitong has the blush of people living on plateaus. An old lady with small pigtails opens the door curtain made of wool and gets out of the yurt. Because of her age, Ze Yitong's nana has poor eyesight. She squints and looks into the distance for a long while, but she still doesn't recognize the woman herding the sheep back on the horse. Only when the woman comes closer, does she realize that it is Ze Yitong's mother.
Another two weeks have passed. Anar finds that Ze Yitong and Dun Zhu become busy recently. She asks about the reason and knows that the annual Naqu Horse Race will be held in two months. Except for the horse race, herdsmen living within hundreds of miles will bring their goods. The Horse Race also works as a big fair. As for Ze Yitong's family, they need to exchange for enough necessities for the coming year at the fair. The family has two horses, fifteen cows and forty sheep. For herders, they are not wealthy. It's easy to tell because Ze Yitong and Dun Zhu's traditional Tibetan clothes are not sumptuous. All Tibetans have their own traditional clothes. Except for wearing them on festivals, the clothes are also one of the best dowries for Tibetan girls. Anar hears from Dun Zhu that traditional a piece of clothing of girls from rich families may worth hundreds of thousands of yuan. Such clothes are made from the best fabrics and finest turquoises. Howev
The cold makes Anar numb on her halfway back to the lakeside. Ze Yitong gets into the water and drags her out. "Are you out of your mind? How dare you go into the Silver Lake! It can freeze you to death!" Ze Yitong doesn't care about her wet pants. She bursts into tears again when she sees Anar's mouth turns purple because of the cold. Anar doesn't have the strength to explain to Ze Yitong. She only holds the black backpack tightly and says with difficulty, "Make a fire......to warm......up." Ze Yitong nods and puts Anar on the grass. Ze Yitong knows the water in the Silver Lake is extremely cold. It's impossible for Anar to get on the horseback when her body is stiff like this. Even if she could get on the horse, the wind on their way back would make her seriously ill. Apparently, Anar is not as strong as girls who grew up on the grassland. She can't stand such cold, right? Whether it is easy or difficult to
The night sky over the grassland is spacious and lofty. It is distinct from the cloudy and misty sky over the center of Chuan province. Because of industrial pollution, it’s more and more difficult to see stars there.Dun Zhu has no broken bones so she can be out of the hospital the next day. She comes back home with lots of medicine prescribed by her doctor.Dun Zhu is wounded in the leg so the job of livestock grazing falls to Ze Yitong and Anar. Luckily, they can look after cattle and sheep under the collaborative work.Ze Yitong can take part in the Naqu Horse Race meeting, so she cannot figure out how to pay for her nana's surgery soon. As a result, she is a little unhappy when whipping up the horse. Anar finishes grazing and goes home. She collects some leftover leather materials and makes them into a rope. Ze Yitong sees Anar, but she doesn't pay much attention because she is in a bad mood."Ze Yitong, do you still want to p
The setting sun in the west coats the Silver Lake with a layer of golden light. In the deafening sound of horses, a pure white horse and with the flying mane, appears on the hillside in a blink.The grassy hill is only two or three hundred meters away from the Silver Lake. Within a few breaths, the white horse exceeds all other horses and comes to the lake.Other horses behind it proceed orderly. Gracefully, it lowers its head. It stops after taking a tiny sip of water. Its tail sways in a beautiful arc in the air. Both in speed and appearance, everything about it is perfect.Feeling the weakening ground shakes, Anar knows that the horses must have reached the lake. What are they doing now? Playing, drinking? Or... They have found something wrong?Anar holds her breath and stays put in the pit. Because the main part of the root was peeled off along with the soil, there is no sign that the pasture covering her body has withered in t
Anar rides on the horse of heaven, coming here like white lightning across the sky at dusk. It's the final group, so audiences are tired of watching. However, they soon feel refreshed when they see the perfect cooperation between the unique white horse and the valiant heroic female rider.While all men of the grassland are still not convinced, Anar wins easily on the horse of heaven without any doubt.In a chorus of praise, Anar jumps down and leads the white horse to Ze Yitong. The little girl's face is incredibly red. She is too excited to say anything.Now she knows—At the very start, what Anar really wanted to catch was not wild horses, but the horse of heaven!"Ajia, how dare you... Hmm..."Anar covers her mouth, not letting her finish her sentence. She signals to Ze Yitong that many people here might hear what she says.Ze Yitong nods, "Let's take it back to our yurt. Otherwise, if it is stolen, what
The easiest way to affect the performance of a horse is from the track or from the horse itself. However, this racing is a carnival of grassland herders. If someone finds out there is something wrong with the track, it will be so shameful for all honest grassland herdsmen. What's worse, if something dangerous happens on the track, it will easily hurt the horse itself. So, the man working for the boss with a big golden tooth chooses the second option—as long as the horse can't join in racing in time, it can't win the championship.The man stealthily sprinkles some powder into White Cloud's forage and slips away back to his tent.Waiting for him to leave, Anar comes out of the yurt. She stares at the brown powder in the forage and thinks about something. She is sore all over so she is in light sleep, and her hearing is better than ordinary people, so the uneasy sound of White Cloud's flicking tail causes Anar's alarm very soon.In the dark night,
Under the heavy snow, there is some yellow grass. Every time hooves trampling down, she can hear a sound of ice falling into the dry grass.Anar's body is covered with snow and ice. She can barely open her eyes because of the cold wind. She doesn't know how long she has been running, and then she finally sees the snow-capped lake.Anar jumps off the horse. Her boots step on the grass, making a cracking sound. There is no other sound in the snow and not a living creature is near the lake. Looking around, she finds some ruts that wind and rain haven't destroyed. Wheels rutted on the withered grass heavily.Anar is going to chase along the ruts, and then she sees a horse on the grassy hill.It's the horse that Ze Yitong was riding to chase the yak. Anar is overjoyed and rides on it to chase along the ruts.An old horse is a good guide. She hopes this horse can take her to the destination.Ruts disappear from