Tibet tour
2002.6.19
I do not know since when I began to miss the longing for Tibet Tibet, perhaps within my character too much too quiet, I do not like the city of bustling din device atmosphere. Whenever I see the blue sky on television in Tibet, I want to go to Tibet, more urgently, to feel that pure nature. For a trip to Tibet, I have probably mentally prepared for two years, read many books on Tibet, seen in many documentaries on Tibet, but Tibet's travels on the Internet is attracting me every day. Be good to go to Tibet the day, I began to sleep, and my spirit that my emotions have been excited about being, maybe I really was too complicated to get rid of real life, and I want to go to Tibet a few days of their own making my mind quiet Yi-down life. I think that is a difficult voyage to Tibet, and I believed that the plane flew on the plateau will encounter a lot of trouble. But when I looked at the aircraft when the snow-capped mountains under the blue sky, white clouds, the plane has landed in a stable. Out of the cabin burst of cool wind over, hair floating up, I really wanted to smoke one with open arms and deep on the plateau pure air. But others caution to remind me: walking take a deep breath Hold on wait, to prevent the plateau reflected. I began to excitement, and finally reached my dream place, although the Gonggar airport is so small that simple. Mercedes-Benz on the road the bus with us to Lhasa. Road on the left is the continuous of the Himalayas, highways on the right is the mighty of the Brahmaputra, the opposite is the Tanggula Mountains. These in the past in the classroom on the map know where at the moment is at hand. I suddenly felt that this mountain that the river is perhaps the source of our life bar. Tibetan houses are all along the way the earth was short, mud brick houses, the external walls of white lime, brush it again, the only decoration is rather small Huashan Tibetan characteristics of wood and red background color of the wooden doors, painted by the flag on the roof fluttering in the wind, protect the lives of Tibetans are also blessed with hard those of us who are used to luxury city bar passers.
Sona in the car for our tour guide introduced a lot of folk customs of Tibet. In particular, he referred to the burial. He said the Tibetan Sky burial is a common form of salvation after death. Sky burial by the monks to cut off the dead body of the spine of the baby ended up in the mother's body posture, wrapped with white cloth on the Tianzang Tai, and then ripped open his belly, cutting the rotten offal, also mutilated flesh, broken bones and the barley noodles, put In Tianzang Tai and letting a wings resembles an eagle but open enough to have three-meter-wide "vulture" peck. It sounds very disgusting horror, but the tour guides say: to believe in Tibetan Buddhism, the letter of the cycle of life, after death the soul did not die, the soul will be reincarnated into other lives, or the person or an animal or die ... ... no use after the flesh, and burial beneficial to the environment, feeding "vulture" is also doing good. He said the Tibetan people to pursue life, to do charity and good deeds in order to protect the next life, I think each of us should not do during their remaining time to do something to do charity?
Companion to sleep, prevention of the plateau reflect, and I Jingmei is reflected, only the excitement, want to teach you a little earlier in Lhasa City, to enjoy the Tibetan style.
Perhaps, evening will find on the plateau to reflect me.
2002.6.20
Yesterday afternoon met with a new tour of Xiao Wang. Witch Meet the teacher to visit the newly established Museum of Tibet, in fact, I understand the cultural history of Tibet is not much cursory looked. There are rumors of the museum visitor book, I am actually embarrassed to write about, I feel that I had no say. Night, they are reflected in the plateau, and his face changed from white-blue, Zhi Han Shen dizzy head. I do all right, we went to "Snow Lotus" health hospital herbal foot soak, they are oxygen. I was afraid that I have reflected early on a bed. Middle of the night 2:00 mouth and nose done worse, I wake up to drink water, middle of the night at four o'clock, I wake up to drink water. See out of the window is dark, and I look forward to shine out of the window, so I remember a person to walk around the Potala Palace - the feeling of heart need to calm down feelings. Have been confused to wake up at seven o'clock, and the window's chain of mountains blue sky ... ... I think the quilt Yong Zhao: In the future I will miss this moment, and opened his eyes saw the sky was pure and holy.
The Potala Palace is a Buddhist shrine, and I listened to this Buddhist layman guide to explain only a smattering of knowledge. But when he talked about the Panchen Lama VI, was also very rebellious when I pay close attention to very interesting, I think Foseng also from the human building. Guided reading of the VI, the Panchen Lama's poem: the sky crane ah lend me a pair of wings, I flew back Litang. He was read in Tibetan, very beautiful. He said that this poem is talking reincarnation, but in fact I have come to believe that the reincarnation of life.
In the Potala Palace Square, run into a number of money Tibetan children, the dirt on them which I have never seen before. Neck on the black layer, but not a long time had not washed, dirty clothes and broken down too shiny. Perhaps they have learned to begging in the square, maybe we give them money they are also encouraging a lazy, but I took out my coins issued to them already prepared.
Winning or losing so much in the cards on the table and give them a little more peace of mind paying the money.
Also occurred in the Potala Palace Square, a small episode, tour guide inside the face in front of a guest with a tone of disdain lazy Tibetan children everywhere for money, this young man under the Tibetan tour guide who angered Resona, His face was red gas, he retorted: "You can not blame our nation, every nation has the dignity of every nation," and so on, and finally scolded one in Tibetan, confused tourists who embarrassed. Maybe even some Han Chinese in Tibet, the Tibetans to see the dirty to see the poor Tibetans, they think of themselves as the savior of the wealthy, I think the tour guides who criticized them is good, people are born equal, people live have their own dignity.
Afternoon to Jokhang Temple, saw the bodies of those five voted in the devout Tibetans, peer tears. She moved, and moved to the Tibetan people's perseverance pious simplicity. Out of the Jokhang Temple, I was stopped by a few Tibetan children for money, I gave them a few dollars, maybe they see me goodness it, actually grabbed my arm and letting go, will not let me go, I am frightened, and called the the companion siege, I gave them a few dollars, their satisfaction with laughter, and kept waving to me, said, "Hello Auntie, byebye!"
Is not too happy ... ...
Some dry nose bleeding, and companions went to bed early, I would like to get out good, in Tibet, my heart is not tired, so the body is not tired.
2002.6.21
The morning to go Chakpori by the 78-year-old living Buddha crown top, I have three like Xu, and burning incense in the high column, let my loved one's life can be safe.
Afternoon went to the Yangbajain soak hot springs, the passers-by returning to Lhasa, the car stood Han's song "home" - "blue sky clouds blossoming, and the beautiful river Pan Qing-bo ... ..." is really the scenery along the way is so beauty: towering mountains, blue sky green grass mighty flocks of sheep and cattle of the Lhasa River ... ... on the road is also occasionally seen I do not know where to begin starting a Koushou three steps toward the Holy Land five admire the pious Tibetans in Lhasa to worship, and their dark face, the arm full of sediment, certainly ... ... looking at the frayed leather on a blue sky and white clouds, I suddenly cried, and I think I've waited a long time hold back for a long time, wanted to see if it is pure sky. My soul has been near flawless in that sky, life got pretty frustrated at this point the burden of responsibility for what? In this vast sky What is the agenda for me? Tears gushed my heart at ease a lot easier. I am reminded of the words stay in my Chakpori: Buddha-you my heart - as long as my heart will always be pure good, I think I was happy happy.
This evening I found a real joy for no reason! The regiment's part of the visitors were taken to a mini-tour of Tibetan music and dance performances where Tibetans warmly invites us to drink butter tea taste of highland barley wine. I remember that in Kangding, a sip of butter tea, the vomiting, but tonight I drank a Siwan butter tea, drunk on his forehead are emitting a fine sweat. Highland barley wine is so easy to drink, the Tibetan songs and dances is to attract us, we finally joined their ranks, put on clothes and Tibetan singing and dancing with them. At that time, I forgot that I am a 36-year-old man, and I felt that I wanted to jump on the drink. Tonight's luck is also particularly good, in a large number of tourists, I became one of the three lucky visitors to participate in the game of guessing the results of the bride twice guessed right, and also received a souvenir it!
Way back to the hotel, tour guides for us Resona also sang his own songs, but also for us to sing the Tibetan rock, I have been for him the name of Pai Zhaoshou beat. I really wanted to say to him: Sona, you live really happy! Today you let us feel what it meant to happiness! In the clean environment to live in nice!
2002.6.22
This morning to the holy lake in Tibet's third largest - Yang Yong measures lake, 4999 meters above sea level in the gambara crossing the mountains, I feel a bit dizzy in asthma. Suddenly, the playmate Xiao Wang patted on the back of my shoulder, I looked up and saw through the window of an SUV on the road over our heads, Xiao Wang said: "It was from the days of the recent car!" Vaguely see a Tibetan women carrying a large bag things in recent days on the road from the walk, while our cars drive on the Natiao Road. Nima in a heap on top of a number of vehicles stopped, and Nima heap of white hada and colorful sutra streamers fluttering in the wind sighed shock me the most is that measures Yong Yang Lake. The distance is a white-capped snow-capped mountains, near the grass is green, away from the foot of the mountains of our recent measures Yong Yang Lake blue lake seemed to be immersed in my Heart and. I am excited to run to get off the cold burst of wind came, I could not help but shiver. My companion told me to go to pin down the car to wear extra clothes, but I am reluctant to get on the train, I am with open arms and let the wind blow away loose my hair in my mind Yin Hui. A group under the red clouds in the blue sky jump, that was my bright red clothes.
Shigatse the afternoon the way the car stop on the highway side of a possession of residential premises before the lunch break. Because sunlight is too strong, we did not get off on the tour has already sat in the car to eat lunch prepared for us. When I was preparing to cut open a ham when I suddenly saw a little girl under a car looking at me laugh, I asked what's her name, she shyly Min Zhaozui, I asked her several times, and even joked with her companions said: "Do you speak English?" I finally heard her say "Dolma" She said she was 12 years old, 12-year-old girl in our Mainland, how beautiful the ah, while the 12-year-old Dolma, sub probably not my 11-year-old daughter, a high bar, I took out all the food handed her, and she looked at me in this happy smile. Dolma smile ah, India and in my mind.
Companions invited me to get off to the camera, my sunglasses are not accidentally fell into the water, and not purely monetary, You Wang Shigatse road car, and I began to regret that I spent more diverse sunglasses off, and companion said: "You conceivable that ah, one day Droma've found that do not intend to pay for sunglasses in the water, and she be sold out of money, then on she will be able to go to school. "I said:" No, Dolma've found that, after payment of sunglasses on as a precious things stored up, and occasionally in the sunlight wearing a look at her out, she will no longer be suffering from this often suffering from cataract of the Tibetan people. sunglasses give her a dream. "I really wish I could bring the Tibetan child Drolma a beautiful dream.
Night, a person walking the streets in Shigatse, a team of military vehicles come rolling in, military vehicles were on the young man standing on the sidewalk with a smile to my beckoning, the Armed Police Force and my head while on patrol before, and they greeted me with a smile. At the moment, they not only see a Han girl, they must feel to see the hometown relatives.
2002.6.23
Tashilhunpo in the Yellow Sect of Buddhism, one of the six famous monasteries. 8:30, Tashilhunpo sitting in front of the standing of many devout Tibetans, Buddhist temple on top of the stage show exhibits a Sakyamuni Buddha, monks have sounded the horn, always appeared mysterious pious scenes, the original Panchen Lama today, the youngest of the practice of the future, the things which the faithful here, touch the top, I have followed the Tibetan people are Turning turning prayer wheels. In the temple they come across an Italian living Buddha for his accompanying staff doing ceremonies, I and my companions rushed followed behind them, followed them to sing: "Sakyamuni So-... ..." In the melodious singing by the I feel that my heart is full of quiet and of the Buddha's fascinating.
In front of Tashilhunpo with the mission Lin Yan asked me why I come to Tibet, I replied: "purification of the mind." She said that she and I share their concern. Yes ah, in the Mainland, our lives are too impetuous too vain, and our hearts in fact too much burden. Mr. Lin said that Taiwan compatriots who came to Tibet is either is either forgotten or are yearning for escape, which category do I belong?
The afternoon on his way back to Lhasa, flood on the Yi Keke Trunk thick lush foliage of trees that attracted me, in the plateau, in the cold wind in the trees as our Tibetan compatriots, to show us of their great vitality and desire for life.
2002.6.24 2:00 tonight, crazy night, but also happy for a night.
Meet the team a few tourists to Lhasa, a club playing in the two guides led us to a nightclub.
See Tibetan song and dance performances, drinking, dancing, trading dance, disco, I feel so mad I never let go Changzhemetai and kept dancing disco, actually forgot in the plateau, but also did not feel reflected in the plateau. Cantilevers jump on the dance floor shaking his head ... ... Sona's uninhibited, Xiao Wang's happy, "Beckham" (tour guide Xiao Ping, because he was wearing a printed short-sleeved David Beckham's face, everyone told him to Becks ) and humor, Mr. Lin's calm, happy companions were deeply attracted me. Mr. Lin, the Taiwan people for telling me that I was a previous life, man, this life would be also a number of debt situation, and easily get the feeling it is not long ... ... is also cautioned my attention to the knee and told me of Buddhist devotees ... ...
Come out from the nightclub had been 1:00, and we walked back to hotel walking. In front of the Potala Palace, Resona take the lead in our loud singing of "Back to Lhasa back to Abdallah ... ..." We have a hazy backdrop of the Potala Palace, Resona. "Becks." Taiwanese Lin Mr.. Xiaowang and I and the companions posed with nostalgia. At the moment, there are five square before the vote to worship the body of the Tibetans, and I around the neck, Mr. Lin was also sent white hada fluttering in the wind.
Never before have so easily been so happy.
Lhasa, I will come back!
Author: qingxi88
