Starting from Lanzhou, transfer Linxia through cooperation, mixed full of Hui and Tibetan people's old bus where more than seven hours, to summer when Changhe Town, is already dusk.

The only one in town long street, most shops have been closing, the cold wind, there is wearing a padded gown of Tibetan monks wrapped Seng Yi Chuan Jie and Guo, hastily disappeared in the four weeks secluded alleys.

Grocery store proprietress of Chinese with the jerky enthusiasm please give us shelter.
We are stubbornly want to do as the Romans, but before it entered the low door of a simple local hostels, distributed out of the choking smell of cow dung stove and sitting around the hearth of the Tibetan straight brush perspective, let us off the panic and flee.

When the brown grasslands outside the tent accompanied by smoke when the morning sun rose curl, Xiahe quiet day began.

Edge of the town is located in the Gelug Sect of Lamaism of the Labrang Monastery is one of six metropolitan temple. Luosang Tan was the Labrang Monastery in winter the only guide.
He grew up in the Labrang Monastery of Tibetan medical science, history and treasures of the temple well known, Sidongfeidong of us to follow him to travel through the various temples.
After that, Luosang Tan had that profound style of conversation and elegant manners so that we enshrined idol-like obsession with a long time.

Mani Dui flowing through the streamer, from time to time to see prostrate, icy road one step in a knock knock long head of pilgrims; look solemn transfer of people ran through the corridor on the small step; old mother in the hands of the Tibetan transferred by the rotation out of the faint waft sixth mantra. Only the street of small lamas and Tibetan women's wrestling in a serious atmosphere revealing a trace of bright.

We are like a group into another world, heterogeneous, noisy city seems to be a faint memory of the last century.

Jin Xi He Xi?

Finally saw a blond carrying a large bag of tourists like to see the same as each other's eyes with the tacit understanding of the intimate exchanges.

It is a beautiful school teacher said Xiahe Tibetan woman's aura comes from more than 10 kilometers outside the city of Sanger flower grassland.
Where the sky is hard to imagine a long absence, blue, brown grassland groups of yaks roaming in the leisurely walks; the frozen river in the sunlight dazzling splendor issued under; several Tibetan children on horseback in the plains on roaring past.

Breathe pure cold air, shut our eyes, kneel down in the plains, the release number of ideas and personal considerations in mind distraught dispersed, leaving behind a condensate Mi.

Finally leaving, here we are, after all were here.

Just that period of clear sky days of often inadvertently intruded into my memory, let me heal over and over again impetuous mind, once again, miss distant Gannan.

(Note: that is, Gannan Tibetan Autonomous Prefecture of Gannan in Gansu Province, Chau Government to set up a cooperative City)

Author: jiangshujia