Finally arrived in Lhasa. Landing moment and my heart was very tedious and boring, heart rate has accelerated. Thought it was excited about his soon set foot on this mysterious Pure Land, and only later did we learn here was pressure's sake.
Out of the cabin, no one had time to enjoy the beautiful surrounding mountains and around the airport, new light was immediately dancing, a Tibetan girl attracted to the clothes. Zihei face one by one, though no Chinese girl white Shui Ling, but the heartfelt blessing and pure written on the face, that is what you rarely see. really want to have stepped forward to receive what they are in the hands of white hada, a pity that it is prepared for another pedestrian that he only sighed's sake: the trip to Tibet , and who did not accept the invitation then, only when the bar is a spiritual journey. hope, hoping Since then, they can stop and, quietly to live.
There is no white hada, there are these mysterious mountains it! I remember planes flying over the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau over the time, when I saw not only a huge blue mountains, more amazing is that the Peak Kai Kai snow, No wonder this piece of mysterious snowy plateau was called then. But at the airport, in the mountains surrounding the airport, I can see is blue black soil, mixed with a little gravel, but do not see one with a life - plants. Ever since, some believe there to face the cruelty of life, and breathing seems to have been a heavy amount of oxygen up here --- too low.
After sitting in a taxi ride, listening to students to explain the one hand, looked out the window. Car along a shallow river, meandering towards the mountains ring with the progress. Mountains under no signs of life only in the white clouds moving fast in the sun with projected onto a piece of the shadow of the peaks and valleys, the fast-moving, movement forward, mountain like a lively and up. while the other side of the road, in the mountain opposite, shallow river interspersed with patches of oasis, as if willow appearance, more like tales of anger. but look very short, perhaps a natural result of bar fight.
Oh, forgot to tell you, lovely girl! Here sky high, a good high, high permeability and that you can not look blue, but the white clouds also seemed very, very low, low, gradually wipe away the Dingding peaks, Perhaps the comfort of boundless mountain bar. sky, white clouds, boundless mountains, I came to another world, but they dare not ask myself if I am no longer that secular in that I had.
Cars slow down, it wants to turn the corner of the Theravada bridge. Bridgehead of heavily armed soldiers, people suddenly returned to the real world - here is an ancient land, ancient peoples, there is also a sensitive piece of land. While in not far away, another one down and inspected vehicles retarder, and share of brilliant blue sky and white clouds, but also reminiscent of the mainland and that gray sky.
Drivers stopped their cars and handed out the document window, silently waiting for ..
When the vehicle is starting up again only after the driver was a note of our Tibetan compatriots, but why so many would have not paid enough attention? Is it because that in this to be a year of my classmates, and his face as dark, or because he changed the way Michael stood in Seoul. kit can be Johnson's Kuangmeng DISCO?
Is a happy integration of Tibetan and Chinese peoples, or the assimilation of the Tibetan people and the decline?, Perhaps, no less serious conclusions bar!?
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