From remote mountain ravines to the snowbound plateau, every step bears the mark of fate.
Zhang Kun, a discharged soldier, carries with him the hopes he nurtured in a mountain village and a prophecy he cannot explain. Leaving his home behind, he sets out on the long road to Tibet. The harsh trials of Haizi Mountain teach him the ironclad sense of duty shared by mentor and soldiers. A day intertwined with life and death reveals the fragility and resilience of life on the plateau. Amid foul-smelling smoke and gunpowder, a soldier's fighting spirit refuses to die. Joint efforts by soldiers and civilians at a mountain pass forge deep bonds between Han and Tibetan people.
Burdened with a weighty mission on the plateau, he sees through danger in the milky-white light of a lake and forms ties to the grasslands over fragrant, rich milk tea. The snow and wind on Erlang Mountain cannot conceal the secrets of the road home. The silent vigil of a highland yak head holds the weight of time and perseverance. From the military camp's running track to a desk, from the peril of a mudslide to the exuberance of the Guozhuang dance, he puts down roots on the plateau with the heart of a true son of the land. He cultivates green life in the frozen earth and finds a path uniquely his own between the smoky broth of Tongmai and the green glow of Lulang.
The mountain boy's journey ultimately becomes a lifelong commitment to the snowbound plateau. He once headed for Lhasa, driven by impulse and a cherished wish. Only after weathering the storms did he understand that his longing for Tibet was no passing obsession, but a destiny written into his bones and blood. This is a story of leaving, setting out, and finding one's home in Tibet. Across twenty-five chapters and more than 270,000 words, it tells of the unbreakable bond between a discharged soldier and Tibet, and paints a long song of years spent beside the land and true to one's original purpose.
Only after your footsteps have measured every inch of the plateau, and your soul has been steeped in Tibet's winds and moonlight, do you understand that this so-called Tibetan destiny has always been a journey pursued without hesitation, and a homecoming of the heart that lasts forever
The story is very real. I hope there will be more real stories about Sichuan and Tibet.
The truth can be seen in the ordinary, and the skill can be seen in the simplicity.