The Tibet Autonomous Region is located in the southwestern border of the People's Republic of China, with an average elevation of over 4000 meters in the entire region, and is known as the roof of the world.
Tibet is bordered by the Xinjiang Uyghur Autonomous Region in the north, Qinghai Province in the northeast, Sichuan Province in the east, and Yunnan Province in the southeast; Myanmar, India, Bhutan, Sikkim and other countries and regions are bordered to the south and west, forming the border between China and the aforementioned countries and regions. The whole or part of the line has a total length of nearly 4000 kilometers. Tibet is famous for its majestic, magical and magnificent natural scenery.
However, in the southeast of Tibet, there is the world's highest peak "Mount Everest". Mountaineers from all over the world come here year after year, just to climb the highest peak in the world. However, in addition to the world's highest peak, there is another place that is very impressive. That is the unpredictable virgin forest in Linzhi area.
In the Nyingchi area, outside the primeval forest, there are a few sporadic workers cutting down trees. Suddenly, a man with a grim face came from a distance. These lumberjacks just took a curious look at the handsome-looking man, and didn't respond. It seemed that a stranger came here and it wasn't their business.
The man ignored them either, but headed towards the depths of the virgin forest alone, because his roots were in the depths of the forest. He is going home.
When I walked into the forest, I could see many animals swooshing around on the trees at the beginning, chattering non-stop, as if welcoming the wanderer back home. The man just glanced at the animals on the tree, his eyes looked very kind.
This virgin forest was already familiar to him and he could no longer be familiar with it. With his eyes closed, he could know that there was a stone and a few trees there. Because this is the home where he has lived for more than ten years.
As the man walked deeper into the virgin forest, the more he felt the temperature drop, but the bitterly cold temperature has long been used to him who grew up here since he was a child. The farther you go, the more there is no road, except for the towering old trees, the dense trees, the thorny bushes, and the thorny bushes.
He didn't perform light work, just put aside the thorny bushes and walked step by step. He just wanted to see the bits and pieces of his life back then, recalling those carefree days in the past.
In the evening the sun set, and its exceptionally strong light spurted from the treetops, dyeing the white clouds and the green hills blood. As night fell, he was still walking through the forest. The bitterly cold night seemed to freeze people into ice sculptures. And he walked like this from day to night, walking and stopping all the way, stopping and looking.
In the morning, Sun looked like a new wife who had just left the house, showing half of her face shyly, looking through the clouds, shyly looking at this virgin forest. Brilliant sunlight passed through the gaps between the leaves, and through the morning mist, wisps of light spilled toward the center of the forest. The surrounding air was cold and straight through the bone marrow, and the leaves on the huge trees surrounding the sky were all frozen by the cold air. It can be said that it is difficult for ordinary people to get here.
However, at this time, there was a man with a cold face wearing a high-collar leather trench coat standing ten meters away and drove motionless, the rotten leaves under his feet sent a pungent smell into his nose. He didn't dislike it at all, but felt so kind and familiar.
"I am back."
A soft voice came from his mouth. He raised his head and looked at the big sky tree ten meters away, which is estimated to be surrounded by ten people. The big tree is covered with vine branches, but a simple cabin is built ten meters above the ground.
Looking at the simple wooden house on the big tree, there was a smile on his mouth. Scene after scene of that year appeared in my mind.
I remember that since I can remember, I was hugged by the master in a wheelchair every day. At that time, I was still screaming and panicking. It was not until the age of eight to overcome. Thinking about it now, I really miss that time.
He didn't go straight up, but looked to one side, where there were a few decayed wooden shelves. There are many spider webs around the wooden shelf. Looking at the wooden shelf, he saw the master sitting in a wheelchair, basking in herbs, and teaching himself what herbs can cure what diseases, and so on.
In this way, he stood still and didn't move, remembering every bit when he was with the master in his mind. Although it was very hard to practice every day at that time, Master often told himself some stories and taught himself how to read, write, and be a human being. It can be said that without a master, there would be no self as he is today, and maybe he would have died in a certain corner long ago.
In a blink of an hour, half an hour passed, and he was still reminiscing about the previous bits and pieces.
For a moment, he looked at everything about this thing, sighed for a long time, and said to himself: Nearly nine years, the disciple has returned.
Then he performed his light work, and appeared above the cabin like a ghost. Standing in front of the wooden door, looking at the severely corroded wooden door that had been beaten by wind and rain, he raised his hand and gently pushed it open.
"squeak."
The wooden door was pushed open and stepped in. The size of the house is about 30 square meters, and the four sides are made of wooden planks, and the floor is the same. In the middle are two pillars made of logs to support the roof without collapsing. On the wall next to the door were two pieces of clothing made of animal skins. In addition to these, there were a few pieces of bacon on the wall on the right, but the bacon had already deteriorated. Below the bacon is a campfire that has been useless for many years.
At the left front of the campfire, there is a wooden bed with a tiger skin on it and a fluffy white pillow. That was the place where Master slept, and there is a wooden wheelchair next to it. There is also a small bed just two meters away. That's where I slept.
Seeing this, he walked to the wooden wheelchair and gently touched the armrest of the wheelchair with his hand. A low voice sounded: "Master, the disciple is back."
He looked at the bed where the master had slept, and found that it was so tidy and clean. But there was a shallow human-shaped dent on it, which made his eyes a bit bigger.
"Someone slept?"
The surprised voice remembered in his heart. The next moment he looked at his hand that was touching the arm of the wheelchair, there was no trace of dust. Then he looked down at the floor under his feet and found that there was no dust. Looking around, there is not even a spider web.
How can it be? For many years, only myself and Master lived here, and outsiders who wanted to come in would be blocked by the natural barrier of the primeval forest. Isn’t it surprising that this uninhabited place is spotless after nearly nine years
Thinking of this, he closed his eyes, pondered for a while, and finally knew who it was. He opened his eyes and said softly: "Uncle Master."