We continue on the road ran, this is how a kind of road ah.
Sometimes in front of the car appeared endlessly rising peaks of the mountains, people feel the car go faster hit; but when the cliffs, frightening the extreme; then all of a sudden everything disappeared, as if the end of the road is the Buddha to open the door. Behind us, when we speeding off after the rear stirring up quite a large burst of dust, what a dry place! I believe that if this time someone from a nearby hill watching us on this trip Chi-sky-on the main street, it must be a spectacular scene. For a long time before the whole road in front to see a car, or have been more than our car. The only dedicated to accompany the lonely road is the river Brahmaputra, she has been quietly along the road quietly, not play but haste to go towards the direction she thought the boxes that flowing. Everything seemed nothing to do with her again if she had witnessed it all. Brahmaputra ah, mountains ah, you here have existed for centuries, has experienced many ups and downs ah, you have been the only support for the on this piece of the world's third pole of the Buddha from the sun and the nearest living on the land of the It ......
Highway 2 next to the slopes, from time to time there will be groups of sheep, which the Duo leisurely, basking in the sun, sometimes they will be standing on the road was no one to Youzaiyouzai, when the driver would have to energetically to Tashi Big Brother press speaker, but also to reduce speed, or even stopping to wait for their departure, while the sheep, they will have their heads bowed, still maintained a good manners to leave a camel to go slowly from the road. Curious, I asked the driver, these sheep do not master? Tashi big brother told me that certainly the people in the vicinity of grazing, but sheep and sometimes a great, casual get opened, we also do not see the owner. I asked, that if the car accidentally hit the sheep, how can I do? Tashi older brother told me a smile, often drivers are Tibetans, everyone knows that sheep and cattle are the basis of the Tibetan people's life, it will be very careful indeed if hit, would have asked the owner to accompany the hundreds of grazing yuan to the other party, if unable to find the owner, may be put in the money side of the sheep killed. Did not hit here, the post-escape do? Tashi Brother Yi Leng, I clearly feel that he has some puzzled and looked surprised, then he mumbled sentence: "I've never one bar!" Has eyes of the sentence: "Maybe I do not know the bar!" I really question This last one stupid problem regret! Because this is the most simple of national ah!
Naturally, at lunch we all settled in the car is still road meal, the driver put the car stop on the highway side, slowly began to chew dry food. His dark skin in the sun to the next suffused with golden light irradiation. Used a simple lunch, everyone started their own local solutions to the toilet problem. I do not know from where they emerge two Tibetan boy, who from our Zhe Liang is currently the only car on this road, to go the rest of us to eat all food and garbage. Maybe they will be happy in the bar! A group of their friends asked not read, and know what they want on the post-primary, they sent a pencil to them, they happily something.
Side of the road began to appear in some phenomenon of desertification, which piece of the desert, distressing.
The car to move forward, sometimes beside the road there will be one or two little boys, they may be grazing the bar, when they see our car, they will collectively put down are doing anything positive, waving their efforts to little hands, washed our car shouted: "Hello, Hello!", although the speed quickly, they may not see much inside of us, they may only see is a car covered with dust all the way, and in order to shade one way or another almost half of the curtains, they may only feel the car a strong melodies of the dust, but they are still happily shouted, enthusiastically waving hands (almost anywhere in Tibet, the people side of the road Whether young and old will be off to the speeding vehicles, waving). I still remember their deeply-friendly look ... ...
Author: maggiezw
