Because of my work, I have been walking in Tibetan areas all year round. I have seen many magnificent and beautiful peaks, and I have also heard many sad, tortuous and magnificent love-hate stories behind the sacred mountains and holy lakes. I have walked through the Eight Great God Mountains in the Tibetan area, and also made close pilgrimages to Gongga, Nyainqentanglha, and Karakorum Mountains.
Every time I approach these high mountains, I always have a surprisingly peaceful and calm feeling in my heart, but this feeling of looking up at the high mountains will only exist for a relatively short period of time, and this feeling will gradually fade away soon after leaving.
This feeling didn't come true after I saw Shu Xiaojian's Sapp photo at the end of 2017, but it passed in my heart. I admit that I am a superficial person, and I prefer to look at the appearance when evaluating a thing. When I saw Sapp for the first time, I knew that this was the ideal mountain shape in my heart. The almost equilateral triangle shape of Sapp's second son and illegitimate child had appeared in my dreams more than once.
The sacred mountain of Sapp is a group of peaks. The peaks standing in sequence from left to right represent Sapp's wife, Sapp's wife and other illegitimate children, Sapp's second son, Sap's eldest son, daughter, Sap, and Sapp personal healthcare practitioner. The naming method of the peaks that is close to fireworks is eye-catching. Combined with the various mountain types of Sapp and the glaciers and holy lakes at the foot of the mountain, how can I, who claims to be a veteran of Tibet, not set off?
In April 2018, by chance, I went with some big names in the outdoor tourism industry to step on the line in the eastern part of Tibet, Qamdo Bianba, and I temporarily left the group with the eight thousand miles of border towns to go to the long-awaited Sapu Take a look at Shenshan. It was the Cordyceps season at that time. Whether it was the side dam or for example, most Tibetans went up the mountain to collect caterpillar fungus. It was difficult to find a tourist charter car willing to go to Sapp. In the end, we had no choice but to buy it temporarily in the county. I bought a motorcycle, the first time Sapp’s travel notes can be found in previous articles: Hello, Sapp! Two old boys came to see you on motorcycles
I thought that after I came back from Sapp, I would gradually forget it like other sacred mountains, but this time it was different from the previous ones. I think what also attracts me are those simple Tibetans living in the sacred mountain of Sapu.
Always remember, there will be reverberations. This year, a few new colleagues just mentioned that they also want to go to Sapp, so I said, let’s go together! Compared with last year, the road to Sapp is much better this year. We did not ride motorcycles this time, but chose off-road vehicles. The road from Yangxiu Township to Sap God Mountain has been widened and smoothed, and the speed of some roads can already exceed 60. We arrived in Yangxiu Township at 10:30 in the evening, and it was the Cordyceps season, so we should not have been allowed to enter the ditch so late. He was allowed to enter after consulting with Chief Tajie of the County Tourism Bureau. It was twelve o'clock in the night when we arrived at the Sapu Lake. Miss Gesang's family was already in a deep sleep. No matter how we knocked on the window outside, no one answered. Maybe even if we heard them, they would not open the door. After all, the family is all women, so late Someone knocks on the door, who knows if there is a good guy or a bad guy outside, a man or a bear.
There was no other way, we had to go back to Sapu Lake to camp. In the night, the wind was strong, and there was hail again. During the storm, I suddenly thought that Sapp’s bear had appeared again. I was so scared that I hurried back to the car and curled up for the night. The hail was so loud that it drowned out the barking dogs. Even if the bear comes, we will not have any warning before, and it is better to endure for a few hours in the car than to be scared in the tent. It was just dawn, and I saw Gesang walking out of the house with a hoe, and climbed up the nearby mountainside to start digging caterpillar fungus. I went to her feet and asked her, Gesang, do you still remember me? Gesang shyly shook his head, then nodded again. I don't know if she remembers me or not, so I had to bend my hands and knees forward to ride a motorcycle, and then Gesang smiled happily. It was obvious that she remembered the two people who came to find me on a motorcycle last year. She played the second fool.
When I left Sapp last year, I promised Gesang that I would visit her again in a few days, and asked her what she needed, and then made a record of them, saying that I would give them to her in a month or two send it. Although I was a bit late, I still brought up all the things I promised: rice, hand cream, salad oil, snacks, soap, toothpaste, washing powder, beer, and canned food. Even if the mountains are blocked by heavy snow again, these supplies are enough The family of three has been eating for a month or two. I asked Gesang if there is anything else I need? Gesang shook his head, enough is enough, it is already a lot.
I said, I'm hungry, you can make breakfast for us, and Gesang went back to the house immediately and started preparing breakfast. The breakfast is not rich, and my colleagues and I can't eat too much in the high-altitude environment. After taking two casual bites, I said to Gesang: Gesang and the rest of us didn't sleep well last night and wanted to sleep. Let's tidy up the house. Gesang immediately packed four more beds for us and ordered yak dung, and the room was warm in a short while. Several other colleagues and I lay down to catch up on sleep. When I woke up, I found Gesang smiling silly at me, and I asked what you were doing, why didn't you go to collect caterpillar fungus. Gesang said that you are friends, and when a friend comes, he should accompany his friend and not dig up the caterpillar fungus. I thought to myself that this is not good, the Cordyceps season lasts for more than a month at most, and the loss of not digging Cordyceps for a day is not small. I shook a few colleagues and told them to pack up and go. Only after we left could Gesang go out to dig the caterpillar fungus.
Gesang sent us across the iron bridge and asked me, brother, will you come again? I said yes, if you need something, please ask someone to tell someone in the village or the tourism bureau, and they will notify me. Bring it with you when you come next time. Gesang hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands, no, no, really no, now the road is good, and we can go out to buy it by ourselves soon.
Watching Gesang disappear from the rearview mirror, I turned around and drove towards the glacier of Sap. The road in Sap Scenic Area was the same as last year. Fortunately, we got up early and didn’t meet any tourists. Cars are the worst. When we drove to the wooden bridge, two people suddenly jumped out from a corner, waving at us while running, so scared that I quickly locked the car door again. Two people, one is a monk and the other is dressed as a herdsman. The monk told us not to park the car here. The scenery here is not good. You have to drive up. The glaciers and ice lakes above are beautiful. Before I could react, he He was already bouncing ahead to lead us the way, while running, waving at us and shouting, come with me! We had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk forward with him, turning around a bend in the mountain, the field of vision was indeed wider, and the scenery was naturally much better.
I got out of the car and chatted with the monk. He said he was a monk in the Sapu Monastery. I have heard about this person before. The Sapu Temple is located at the foot of the Sapu God Mountain. The temple is not big. It is a Bon religion temple. The whole temple is full of people, and there is only one person who does all kinds of work. The one who accompanies him all the year round is the Sap brown bear. . I was surprised and asked: Are you the Tulku Sap? The monk nodded shyly. He asked me how many times I came to Sapp, and I said it was the second time, but I had a friend who was helped by you before, and I always gave me the opportunity to help him repay you. The living Buddha didn't answer the question, said let me take a photo for you, and then took my mobile phone and asked me to turn around. After wandering around for a long time, I stopped to take a photo for me. I took a look with my mobile phone and realized that the living Buddha was looking for a location. In the photo, the top of my head happened to be his Sapu Monastery.
After taking the photos, the Living Buddha asked us when we would go down the mountain. I said to shoot for another half an hour, and if the weather doesn't clear up, we will withdraw. The living Buddha said that they had something to do when they went down the mountain, and asked if it would be convenient for us to take them for a ride. I didn't think it was a big problem, so I agreed. The living Buddha said that they should go out first, and it will be fine to pick them up on the side of the road when we leave later, so let's not trouble us now. After talking, the two of them bounced away again.
After about 20 minutes, the weather did not seem to clear up at all, instead it started to rain hail. We were also afraid that the two Living Buddhas would be hit by the hail, so we returned early to pick up the Living Buddha. But after driving for more than ten minutes, he didn't even see a single person. Presumably, the clever Living Buddha must have gone to a cave to avoid the hailstorm.
The car drove to the lake, and the weather suddenly cleared up. Sapp's wife, illegitimate son, and second son showed up one after another. The exhaustion of the previous day was not in vain. We started to walk back, and my colleague suddenly asked me: Brother Yong, will you still come to Sapp? I think so, although Sap is not as famous as Gang Rinpoche, Himalaya, Meili, and Gongga, but there are too many things here that I can't let go.
