The evening of September 16, Nedong County's then when the town, he has traveled for a day of our dusty, dirty, extremely odd. Fortunately, we live opposite the hotel there is a Muslim who opened a small bathroom, after dinner, we rushed, only to find that the bathroom really really small. Palm one place, stood a big boiler, the boiler side is a row of four white tin Dacheng small compartment is not capped at the end of the next can not be maintained. Which one was in use and I Qianban Ye squeeze inside, the outside will give two days of the Nyalam and stars two girls to eat. Clothing sound acoustic, sneezing sound reaches my ear; family affairs, and world affairs, my business Pishi. We are separated by iron fences while taking a bath while talking far apart to Hu, it is the feeling that some Japanese men and women bathing.
Lying in bed, how I could not sleep, I began to think of the Shanghai side company. Before I go and ruin a piece of equipment, I wonder if repaired or not the boss's face at the moment must have certainly looked like a mule. Looked at the edge of that nonsense of Qianban Ye, wells up a Huangruogeshi feeling. I know that will sleep tonight as Iraqis in the water like an unattainable, so she decided to no longer force myself to a few sheep, and cranky up. Unexpectedly, sleep was unexpected at this time, to, was prepared to spent the night my eyes open, and instantly lost the feeling.
September 17 morning, Brahmaputra edge, several small wooden boat anchor. One of the boat, sat a group of Taiwanese. After some bargaining, and the owner, we have this on the ferry. Awhile, the bow of the diesel engine emitting a burst of black smoke, we have offshore away. Overcast sky a lot and the river, the water in yellowish gray, middle of the river of the wind in the body, cold Speranskia tuberculata.
Taiwan compatriots have the same boat, a sudden stir up the collective pocket pulled out piles of we have only seen in the myth of the novel characters come tossed into the river a picture into. Filled with a spell of the characters in the wind Piaofei, with many mouth to mutter prayers, like the soul of the dead like the wave, and finally disappeared. Thrillers I subconsciously looked a SHIP, but fortunately did not leak.
An hour later, the ferry stopped at the other side, landing later, we squeezed into a CMB, bumps a few minutes later reached the end of this trip - Samye Monastery. We would have preferred to go to Samye Monastery not far from the Green Park Hill take a look at images of ascetics ascetic life, it may now know there is no car day, Hill had to give up the idea. The kitchen in the temple steps, we have six people lined up to see the monks out of the hands of each food, to see did not know it and force them into the mouth, thus tasted the people will never forget the funny smell -- - Cottage cheese. When everyone is spitting on the ground in the Pinmingdewang, when days are eating God will eat Star Gas idle, thus, the nickname spread like wildfire.
17:30, La Saya hotels, we are finally back.
7:00, youth road night market, each of us pulling a lot of barbecue thread tear with bite.
9:30, drank a lot of wine halo stretching my brain, engaged reverse gear will be sleeping.
10:00, Qian Banye lifting up my quilt, ordered me to bathe.
11:00, listen Qianban Ye have heard talk about this life the most disgusting joke.
12:00, with fatigue and relaxed, contented to sleep. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
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. . . Back to Lhasa, and returned to my home
Author: sean741031
