5 days on the Market (continued 2)
Hazy in my personal dragged into a taxi, dragged on the stage, onto the washbasin wash mouth, and then stripped off my clothes then I am into the blanket. Heaven and Earth rotation in the eyes I see the benefit tenderness and sadness West, fingers stroking my cheeks. I must have cried, and there are bustling, the liquid flows down along the ear of the fortune suddenly become cold. A familiar voice transmission over, I remember the first kiss on the plateau. He said that I told you can not drink just arrived in the past few days, I said if I did not drink, how will you find me; He said, Who told you do not give me a call, I said, you gave me a small paper be washed away by rain.
Over by the warm chest, arms open, into football, I heart, black eyes close to me, lips and exhaled heat whisk people. I was looking for the source of his gentle words, he gave my whole body, relying on, we are floating at sea, wave his little beast breathing space. I want him, but he said no, because I was a fever, I said that you'd better not let me and you continue lying down together. He said that if you do not sleep, let's, can you speak.
I would lie to benefit the West trying to flaunt its comfort zones and that two spies to the hotel stopping for a rest, the poor mainland tourists 'already booked' inn, it is nothing less than a named several. He put away the next day, the guests began to call around to find my name on the hotel register, cheap expensive have asked is not passed, he Yingzisashuang places such as in the early morning sunshine to the hotel had just stepped out of the door I smiled the plot by default also will be broken. He turned down several small homework and decided to Lhasa Duodai some time, he did not believe a Beautiful Lady to live so quietly disappeared on his own turf. In accordance with what I have said, he and my plans in Lhasa, street was a circle a circle to solicit, sweet tea in a string of one. Each bar in his cafe to scrutinize each and every long-haired woman, thin stature, no one thought of complicated structure in Lhasa Tibetan temple can be hiding all the stray cats, face dirty people can also be mixed in the hall behind the day depends on the monks rub to eat rub drink. After dark, the street was even the locals rarely wander, he would occasionally go to a few friends, but there, which saved me to come ... He said he had, I drowsily like to listen to non-listening, through the twists and turns how I do not care, benefits the West again next to me, perhaps he will again leave tomorrow, but at least tonight I will be in his arms to sleep.
The morning when I woke up headache Yu Lie, the body was nailed to the bed chest like a dull pain. Yeshe Tibetans wearing a white silk floral popular small Shaner, sitting in bed in a cool box stools Qingqing looked at me. I reluctantly Chong He laughed about and found that there is simply not to my hotel.
A friend of his called the white horse, two years ago left Lhasa to Beijing to open shop to do business, benefits the West because of a year a quarter of the time in Lhasa, so we inherited the house white horse, the way to help take care of the house more than the White Horse a mess. I have to go outside their teeth with brushing teeth face in public bathroom toilet, and then he gave me to drink a bowl of unknown contents of the heat things, he said let's go, I said, I do not go the hospital, he said, always have your luggage get it back, let's take a look at the way I am a friend.
Windows have a warm salad mountain lay in front of a gray mountains below the house was a gray people minds are at ease, that never become the city of Lhasa. There are people born and reborn in Lhasa, there are ancient stone routine and fleeting clouds, life stretches continuously, there is no interval between the World Bank and the World Bank, we live in naked under the sun, prayer, and revenge killings are common sense. I was cranky, Yeshe came and handed me one of his coat, I smile all the clothes that you are doing do denim, he said that the clothes and the most strong, and then broke again dirty and no one says you ugly . He points the root dark green Tibetan incense, said drive-drive dirt and my illness will get better faster, my thoughts and then just say magic, and God are the same thing Why do you drive him. He froze a moment face Chenxia Lai, Ding-ding gave me a will, quietly pulled me out.
Tricycle 1 Po on the streets I could not help laughing, and Lhasa, which markets the sky, in the sun like a tune is always lively and the high Tibetan folk songs. Simple and transparent that the sun can you prop up the clouds touch the sky, but can all the dirty things ugly things and gave you from the grief pain unhappy roast out of the body evaporated. I thought to have forces ready to make trouble, his hands are no longer cold, I said to myself, you better hurry up bar, and then can go crazy to the mix to the shameless in!
Author: mandala
