travel starts with photography

Chapter 96

The issue of belief cannot be persuaded, and this old man is so old, he probably knows it well when he comes here this month for pilgrimage.

People who regard this place as a sacred mountain not only believe that turning around here can wash away their sins, but at the same time, they also believe that the most perfect destination of life is to die on the way to the mountain.

Therefore, tourists have to choose the time and season to go around the mountain, especially to avoid the rainy season, otherwise they will feel regretful if they can't see the holy mountain.But in the eyes of the pilgrims, the seasons change, regardless of the time, there will always be their figures at the foot of this silent mountain, young and old, all living beings.

Moving forward, Chen Xing also saw a Caucasian girl in her twenties, with glasses and a pretty face.

She is also turning around the mountain step by step.

Chen Xing carefully avoided her and walked forward. There was a mountain pass in front of him. The fluttering prayer flags were like the finish line of athletes, as if crossing that line, life would have a new state.

But he stopped, picked up the angle, and waited for the climbers to enter the shot.

Yes, he is waiting for someone.

The figure of the old man turning around the mountain before could not get out of his mind. Chen Xing was greatly touched by his stiff and slow movements and the piety in his eyes.

The prayer flags at the Zhuola Pass are beautiful, but the athletes are not tourists like Chen Xing, but devout believers.

Chen Xing waited for their crossing the line.

Soon the foreign woman entered the scene of the camera first. Her glasses are relatively big, and she has to use her hands to support them after walking for a while. Her hair is short yellow hair, but the road should be covered with muddy water, and the edges are a little dirty. She is wearing a Durable leather jacket.

If you don't wear this kind of clothes, it is estimated that you will have to tear a hole in ordinary clothes if you walk less than ten miles.

She came alone.

Chen Xing waited patiently, waiting for the tourists around her to leave quickly, and then waiting for her to enter the best position.

Click.

Chen Xing looked at the photo, thinking that the old man might not come here for a long time, so he picked up the camera and chased after him, asking, "Hello, can you understand Chinese?"

The foreign female climber smiled at Chen Xing and nodded.

Chen Xing also smiled.

She probably didn't understand, and she didn't know what she thought she was talking about.

Chen Xing asked again in English, and now she got a response. The girl said, "Understandable."

Chen Xing followed her slowly and asked, "Where are you from?"

"Ba people."

"Ba Tie." Chen Xing said something in Chinese.

Unexpectedly, she understood it. She nodded with a grin and said in blunt Chinese: "Ba Tie!"

The woman's name was Shukri, and she was no more than two years older than Chen Xing. Gang Rinpoche, who came to China for her graduation trip, was a devout believer.

From her mouth, Chen Xing knew that believing in modern science and believing in religion did not conflict, and even Shukri’s belief helped her overcome the difficulties in life and study several times, which made her determined to continue her career after graduation. Come here to turn the mountain.

"It was snowing in Ali when I came, so the weather is better these days."

Chen Xing nodded, seeing that she was about to cross the mountain pass, he said, "I took a picture of you just now, let's take a look."

She stood up and tilted her head to look at the photos in the camera.

"Is this me? You did a great job."

Shukri opened his mouth wide, very, no, no, he seemed surprised for at least three or ten minutes.

Did you have such an expression just now?

It just looks like a movie!
"If you like it, I'll send it to your WeChat soon... By the way, do you have WeChat?"

"No, you can send it to my mailbox."

Foreign chat software is not easy to use in China, so it seems that email is really a good way to contact.

After confirming whether the mailbox is correct for the last time, Chen Xing said cheers to Shukri, retreated to the side of the road, and watched her figure slowly surpass those colorful prayer flags.

Like an athlete breaking that line.

He found that having a clear belief is also a happy thing.

Returning to the previous shooting location, he could already see the old man from a distance, and beside him was his son or grandson, who was in his forties, walking beside him.

Occasionally, some people would pass by on the road, and Chen Xing would also take a few photos that he thought were good.

But this kind of photos are all used to hone skills, and when I have time to look at them, I think the good ones will be stored on the hard disk for several years and will not be seen again, and the others will be deleted.

When the old man and the others were about to arrive, Chen Xing went up to talk to the Tibetan man to see if he could take a photo.

The conversation was okay at first, but when it came to taking pictures, the man suddenly became alert.

"You want to take a picture of my grandpa?"

"Yes."

"Our family does not rarely take pictures. You know, the older generation of Tibetans are afraid of cameras, and so is my grandfather."

"That's it." Chen Xing couldn't force it, so he said, "That's fine."

"But it's not impossible to shoot, you have to give me some money."

"..."

Lay Jiaqian, is that you?

Chen Xing paid him 200 yuan, and the Tibetan man hid aside happily, trying not to appear in the camera lens.

This operation is too proficient, I am afraid that this person did not come out of business in Namtso.

Because Namtso is close to the holy city, there is an endless stream of tourists every day. They put a yak or sheep by the lake to take pictures for tourists, and then the locals charge a little money for taking pictures.

Don't look at it as a small amount of money, but the combined monthly income is comparable to 996 programmers.

No matter, just treat it as a modeling fee.

If you want a model like this outside, let alone 200 yuan, even if you give 90.00 yuan, you can’t find a suitable one if you give it [-] yuan. It must be in the best place, and the tacit understanding and location are [-]% A match is a rare coincidence.

The old man walked slowly, and Chen Xing easily waited until there was no one around him.

One close-up, one wide-angle.

One represents the figure, and the other represents the landscape.

Gang Rinpoche is just an ordinary snow mountain, and his height is not the most prominent among the surrounding mountains, but it is because of Shukri and people like the pilgrim old man that he is more and more prominent. Only when it is sacred will it become the center of countless people's hearts and the world.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Xing also crossed the mountain pass.

The wind at the mountain pass is very strong. It is six o'clock but the sun is still shining above here. At this time, there are white clouds floating in the blue sky, echoing the colorful prayer flags on the mountain pass.The prayer flags fluttered with the wind, making a sizzling sound, breaking the silence of the world immediately.

Chen Xing felt that a hole had been torn open in his heart, and a gust of fresh air rushed in.

Difficulty breathing?

No more.

Sore waist and weak legs?

No more.

Standing on this mountain pass with arms wide open, embracing the sky, the air, and the past life, as if this is the most important thing in life.

[Traveling around mountains has become a very popular way of traveling in Tibet. Many tourists come to Tibet just to complete the mountain tour, and then leave without looking at anything, forgetting that there should be no destination on the road. They Missed countless scenery]

[Congratulations on your acquisition of the skill: Divine Walker]

[In ancient times, there was a god who traveled [-] miles a day, but I can travel [-] miles a day, which is not a problem]

Afraid you are going to run away to kill me?
Before he could finish complaining about the newly acquired skill, another message popped up on the small screen in his heart.

[Have you ever seen someone who kowtows?Their faces and hands are dirty, but their hearts are clean.]

(End of this chapter)