Wangwang | The Teenager and Me
He shouted loudly at me, ran up to me, and showed me what he had gained. He symbolically used his raincoat to build a 'rain shelter' for himself before eating, and he kept searching for wild raspberries to eat. During his usual hockey training, his heart rate would reach 190. His excellent sense of balance made it impossible for me to catch up with him on the way down the mountain. This was the first time in my life. But as I ran, I thought, maybe I am doing the happiest job in the world.
I like having just one guest, and if he is a teenager full of curiosity about nature, that would be absolutely wonderful.
Shishi, in the heavy rain at an altitude of 3,000 meters, carefully observed the stones he picked up. The rain didn't matter to him at all. He kept climbing higher and higher in the mine to look for stones, so high that I had to stop him in time and make him come down.
He shouted loudly at me, ran to me, and showed me his gains. He symbolically used his raincoat to set up a 'rain shelter' for himself before eating, and he kept searching for wild raspberries to eat. His heart rate during regular hockey training would reach 190. His excellent sense of balance made it impossible for me to catch up with him when descending the mountain. This was the first time in my life.
But as I ran, I thought, maybe I am doing the happiest job in the world.
Wangwang
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Route: Meixi Canyon Hiking
Although it is a very short post from Wangwang's WeChat Moments, I find it vivid and powerful.
The most valuable part of our work is not only that we have found a route we love and led travelers into such a hidden world; moreover, the unknown travelers, whether through their actions or conversations, often inspire us and move us.
We need this kind of liking, even passion and encounters. Not necessarily every time or every day, but it must exist.
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Jason | Using AI to Create Your Own Mini Program/Website
Two months ago in Chiang Mai, I stumbled upon the chance to start learning how to build mini programs. My AI programming mentor, Wangshen, told me, 'Once you finish your mini program, write a summary report.' Now I've completed the new mini program for Cangshan Hiking Home, and it's already being tested. It not only solves problems I've wanted to address for a while, like adding age tags to filter activities and providing an English version, but it has also introduced new features, such as browsing restaurants, guesthouses, and meeting points on a map for a more intuitive experience, and using AI to provide quite intelligent responses.
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Celebrate the Torch Festival in a Nanzhao Royal Clan Village
Over the past two years, we have taken guests to celebrate the Torch Festival in Songhe Village, Eryuan. Together we slaughtered a sheep, and with the whole village, erected a huge torch in the center of the village square. Everyone made their own torches from hemp stalks, and together with the older and younger villagers, we rushed to grab the blessing baba (cakes) from the big torch, passing blessings to each other with fire. Even for me, a native Bai person, these are rare and precious traditional festival experiences. Dali has endless festivals, and I want to experience them more before they fade away. I remember the Torch Festival of my childhood: torches were no longer enough for me. Before the festival, I would tell my dad to prepare a bucket of waste engine oil and diesel, mix them together, and then I would tightly bind cotton and old cloth with rope into a ball (some kids would secretly take cotton from their quilts at home to make it). Finally, I would make an iron wire ball, soak it in the bucket of oil, and secretly take it out every day to look at it, looking forward to having a great time on the day of the Torch Festival. We would compete in the village and by the rice fields to see whose fireball or torch was more impressive. When the torches and fireballs were almost burned out, we would rush home, walk around the potted fruit trees in circles, and say blessing words, hoping they would grow even better in the coming year.