In fact, tell the truth, walking, and there is no clear plan before, after all, was a hurried journey, not like the trip to Yunnan, has fully prepared. Turning yellow in the northwest when the aircraft flying over the barren land, I felt a kind never seen before desolate. As the harsh natural environment, Xining is an outdated and backward looking the city, there is no decent buildings, despite a very nice built a large square, there are many places in the formation in massive construction projects to build roads, but the main street on either side, or These shabby buildings and monotonous low-ceilinged building, although the provincial capital and may also equivalent to a medium-sized city the size of the mainland, similar to Beijing early 80s feel. I wore the casual clothes walking in the streets, they attracted curious eyes that gaze kept polite distance, a little Qieqie studies conducted.
I like a city's initial impression is not good, but the impression for the city's northwest as the person's contact with the gradually changed. Since her husband on a business trip, I enjoy the highest level of courtesy, leadership sent a car shuttle, warm hospitality, the kind of enthusiasm from the heart, so I feel like I was a little bit hypocritical shell of the strip, melting in the thick of the highland barley wine in aroma. Northwest people are liberated, and wine is their gift of hospitality, you do not do anything if refused. Tray and put six little white handless winecup sudden, people who drink a toast of two, was respect for others to drink four, while the porting of the glass is not Hegan is absolutely not lowered. When the Tibetan high-pitched wine Basang song sounded when the burning hot in highland barley wine flowing through the throat, blood torrent increasingly fast pace, big city false polite rude change put to utter shame. Xining for weekend leisure, it is about the whole family, or colleagues with friends to a nearby park, bring some food, or in the park can buy some dishes, sitting in the grass, chatting, playing cards, drinking , a stay for one day, drunk, just sleep on the grass under the shade of a tree, everything is natural and casual, enjoyable.
Tar within two to three days, here is the master of the birth of Tsongkhapa, founder of Yellow Sect place. The first time was in the 22-year-old girl walked to explain each one under the palace and experience the legendary power of saints on earth, at the same time fine Duixiu, sculpture, and overwhelmed by butter. Zaiqu the time, it is in the temple all the way to go browsing to see five to Tibetan body vote to knock his head full of thousands of such length would also like to see people turning around the pagoda of the devoutly again and again with the forehead touch the railing and worship on the butter and Hada; see a small monks took to the high level, I shy away from the lens of the chase, as well as the gatekeepers of the old monks without any masking of the sun yawned, dark skin and flashing with metal-like light. For the first time, feel the atmosphere of religion, the quiet mind.
In the way to the Qinghai Lake, the terrain is mountainous transition to the Bazi, the scenery on both sides have gradually from the trees and set off in the wheat fields into a large open grassland colorful wildflowers. When the yellow flowers of rape in the contiguous rushing toward the green, the distant horizon appear above the ground plane out of the blue area, it is still blue than the sky blue, I know, Qinghai Lake is up. In the continuous rape is the end of the azure lake, because the plateau wanton wind and surging forward at every level of surf. This endless salty lake whether this plateau 3,500 meters on the surging of many years? Is not also want to import Hao-miao of the sea rather than being abandoned in this remote inland it?
Bid farewell to the day in Xining, the sky some gloomy, board ramp recall four of the mountains, thick loess, honest northwest, those who focus on the eyes, pious figure, actually let me have a bit having left.
Readily write these words above, I have already returned to Beijing in 10 hours. Out of the airport was hot and humid air surrounded by the noise and bustle, shoulders suddenly became heavy luggage up. Stubborn in the inner life of people is bound to be tired, back to reality in the home, while the spiritual home again Where is it?
Author: amywonder
