Very early in the preparation of the go to Tibet.
I am ready to pack up the side in preparation for the data, while looking for a companion ---- I am not sure Napian mysterious and ancient land ah do not know how many how many legendary adventure.
Now when I sit in Internet cafes in Lhasa, the Yiziyizi the knockout on the keyboard when this passage, involuntary mind emerges out of "flying Red Dust," the words come, yes, in the snow this Many days, I found the, has moved ---- for the snow-covered, for Jane, for all friends.

And Jane's acquaintance could not have been ordinary common.

On that day, never received a phone call gave me a number, saying that a girl named Jane, want to go to Tibet; then hit a telephone according to this number, Tingtongli gentle voice, let me not help suspect that it is an What kind of a girl? She went to Tibet, just on impulse? She could endure harsh environments suffering? She ate the missing hard do?
Do not know.

I only know that the network has given us a lot of uncertainty, let us hope and disappointment, but this one just say "I want to go to Tibet" girl, she is my companion do? Can not be.
I have to find other people.
But to be safe, I and Jane qq on, or is added to Friends ---- networks are virtual, so friendship is.

Departure date gets closer, and Jane has also become more frequent contact, but I have not been called. Not for anything else, I seem to be worrying about, worried about Jane on the phone with her Rourou voice told me, she changed her mind, and not to Tibet, a --- Why do I worry, I can not answer, perhaps, is to listen to that gentle voice of Jane bar.

Jane is still the kind of tranquil and calm, but I know she was ready: she tim 70 liters of bigpack, Tim has aosok the Zhuarong Yi, Tim a down sleeping bag, Tim has many small fragmented, and even, she I bought a 20-volume reversal film --- To get my poor photography bits and pieces left behind snow-covered ... ...

At this time, I instead, a bit worried about them, imagined weak Jane, can adapt to high altitude do?

I am looking forward to.
Looking forward to the day of departure.
9 / 21 Chengdu
It is also to meet day and Jane.

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I went to Chengdu that experience is simply a nightmare: can not buy a berth had to hot in the crowded carriage squeeze for 20 hours; car near Mianyang, but because of unexpected flash floods, the railway stopped 4 hours; seeing away from Chengdu, closer to us, but was told that the temporary parking of uncertainty.
I frequent the dial Jane's phone, told her my place, in this moment of people distracted, as if each one simple comfort for me are extremely extremely important. Why is gratuitous never met such a trust in one of the netizens, I would find strange.

Car a full four hours late arriving, worse, being under the rain --- so that more of the wet wet up the city. I feel also like the weather, bad shape.
7 turn 8 hooked Sunshine Hotel, Jane had been and another companion of. The door of that moment, I know, is simple.

Yes, Jane.
Delicate petite imaginary, imaginary soft gentle, imagined they dress smiling Jane.

Such a strange yet familiar with Jane.
Finally met with each of the! !
I giggle with.
Wind and rain outside the window is urgent.

Flying Red Dust --- Meet in the story of Tibet (2)
Jane and I, as well as Indus, we have three of the original plan is to go Chengdu - Kangding - Litang - Markam - Bomi - Lasa Chuan southern Tibet line is expected to travel 12 days or so. However, just three hours before our departure, we get the message, Bomi segment there is a major landslide, 318 line broke!
Our plan was interrupted.

Jane with a smile comforted me, and fly in the past! !

But I know that her heart must have very disappointing. She choked on a backpack, the food is almost ready to open a food store, all ready to eat on the road, but now becomes a drag. Moreover, now is the best season of Sichuan-Tibet line, Kangding love song, xinduqiao the moonlight, the Three Parallel Rivers of water sound ... all have died.

I tried to telephone Chengdu, Ringo I called, hoping to tentatively scheduled to air tickets.
Coincidentally, Ringo also have two friends to go to Tibet: ready to climb the peak Kang Sang Lamu Lhasa, Beijing Sun Ge is a daze, Zhengzhou, Miss Lee. Haha, so we simply combined to form a bar of Tibet tour.
Simply, we Tuo Linge scheduled vehicle under the Lhasa, Toyota 62 off-road cruisers, will be accompanied by that we cover that way.
Predicted that Jane said: "This will be a super luxury five-corruption group" has proved that she really makes sense right.

It is worth mentioning that evening we started to corruption, not to mention the hot pot in Chengdu, and we four are all shaking their heads in the air Oh, toil; only Ringo's Leshan mm looks unperturbed, see our breathtaking.

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We are facing the sun while flying.
When the wings appears under blue Cang mountains, the atmosphere inside the cabin also becomes active through the windows, looked down, peaks, such as cluster, snow-capped mountains were dyed golden sun.
See Jane, is also smiling in the sun.

Gonggar Airport.
To the cabin door opened, we can not wait to rush the door, immediately deep drunk in a snow-covered. Chengdu stretching from the autumn sky was clear at first glance to the plateau, all the unhappiness are transformed into nothingness. Sunlight speckled sky, blue sky is breathtaking. Take a deep breath a plateau of the air is free and easy with a bit a bit Liso somewhat refreshing it.
Snow, we have come!

Flying Red Dust --- Meet in the story of Tibet (3)

Gonggar Airport 66 km away from Lhasa, Toyota 62 off-road vehicles along the winding Brahmaputra forward.

It is late autumn, the road on both sides of poplar has gradually faded deep makeup, is deeply shallow light green light yellow. Sunlight from the blue sky lazy to sprinkle over, through the shade of a tree a round in the halo. Roaring Brahmaputra here, too, has become surprisingly gentle up and swing back and forth the river, sparkling.
We are Mercedes-Benz in this intractable of Autumn Lane.

Car team, now expanded: the Jane, the Indus, Zhengzhou Hui mm, "Detachment of Women, political commissar" and I, our Detachment of Women, captain Beijing Sun Ge, yesterday has come to Lhasa, at the moment, is lying in a hotel against the Milky Way altitude sickness it.

Sun Ge in the body strong headaches, body in general --- not because I was in a headache of altitude sickness, but because my original plan to completely change. Jane and I have been preparing to take the Sichuan-Tibet line, but now suddenly out of the original spare the road for 12 days. How to do?
Jane was in her usual calm smile, do not worry, then we put it for 12 days in Tibet and the hinterland with the good performance, we would have is on the road.
Moreover, you can see, this day, this mountain, this water, this road picture, not also a rare enjoyment?

I am speechless.
I have drunk in the way of scenery.
Jane was right. Yes, we are on the road, we found that moving in with a smile.

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Car rustle in the asphalt surface Fei Shi.
Guo Ya River Bridge, the bridge has stood in armed police, Jiang wind fluttering, blowing coat soldiers.
The yellow car is a teacher in Shandong thin people to drive in Lhasa, 20 years, the accent had changed but, speaking the voice is very light. He has been on the road do not speak any of us laugh with, sway first came to the snowy excitement. That year, he is also afraid that if I am at the moment? At this point, he was thinking?

Cars stopped at first glance.
With its mountains, dry stone Cui Wei; a water Jiangliu sound; the Buddha, woodenly on the cliff; others, chaotic wind.
To those approaching, Tibetans are a group of footy.
This is after 90 minutes into Tibet to see the first batch of Tibetan brothers.
Huang master said that they are to request charity.

Jane is a very careful girl, to Tibet, she has prepared a lot of small change, and even, she has prepared a bag, loaded a lot of coins. I laughed and said, Lennon, but ready to donate a rich man, you know, the Western Hills, though good, can not stay for long oh.
Sure enough, see Jane dig pocket, took to a lot of people wait to see Jane come up with coins, but have rejected the original, they do not coin, need is paper money!
Notes! Why?
I do not understand at the time, stayed later, until I passed the Potala Palace, philosophy this temple, Sera, baiqoi monastery ... until I Baiguo the past Buddha, and now the Buddha, the future Buddha ... until I saw a mountain road thanks to a Koushou devout Tibetans who have to wait until I see the Buddhist temple, the shrines ago that full of alms and post notes, I think, I may find the answer.

But at the moment, I do not understand.
In my heart feel for this strange culture.
And Jane.
Author: yixians