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For me, some things that some people, and a lifetime compared to only a brief moment, but this is just a moment, but will need a lifetime to forget.
Tingri Everest Hotel condition better than we expected too much, did not expect in such a remote place where there is a Samsung. When we arrived late at night when the wash water can actually bath, think of us for the ride vibration feathers flying all the way, all in tomorrow's worship Everest, and a little excited, I felt dizzy set up ---- day 4378 meters above sea level, each of us are beginning to feel the altitude sickness.
Jane's feeling especially bad, her body was not actually very good, rushing days of the Ku Xin, finally hit a plateau response. Her eyes Weibi the head on my pillow weak shoulders, breathing heavy but lack of oxygen. We have no one to speak, it is so quiet arm around each other warm with each other. I flick her hair, feeling her heartbeat. The plateau has always been the cold night, now is the Mid-autumn, and cold even worse. Jin Xi He Xi? Look out the window, the sky thin out.
Everest is a three star accommodation, breakfast should be said that the five-star ---- Of course, this refers to the price, and quality has nothing to do. Looking around, in addition to our five, almost all blond, blue-eyed foreigners. As planned, we will arrive at the foot of the Rongbuk Everest. Jane's good luck, we are relying on a certificate issued by Everest Hotel, has passed the Lulu checkpoints along the way ---- fears suddenly vanish.
This is in Tibet has been the most difficult we have taken a certain distance, though, and we will go to Sichuan-Tibet line compared to the level of risk may be less, but the extent was far too difficult of: Car on the Road of rocks in the absence of heap bounce to move forward, sometimes to stop and get off Quban open the middle of our own huge boulders, and then sat exhausted breaths in the post-Yang; or waiting for the construction of the bulldozer to push open a special way for us . Seat in the front of the Indus from time to time uttered exclaimed: the car had been left vacant in a wheel! The following are cliffs! !
I do not know why, at this point I would rather not the slightest feeling of panic, and I and Jane, holding hands tightly, unwilling to separate the 1:00 moment, to see Jane, is also a tranquil and relaxed with a smile. We Xiangshiyixiao, everything is not being made, for us, there are each other, these dangerous the agenda for what?
Car fault la, temporary stay, we are out of the car, it was noon, the sun shining burning, scorching and do not feel that warm and bone-chilling cold mountain breeze. Pass a stone, marked where the four visible peaks of more than 8,000 meters: Makalu 8463 meters / / Lhotse 8516 meters / / Everest 8848 meters / / Zhuo ramble Friends of the Peak 8201 meters. Monastery is surrounded by sights, snow-capped mountains stretching Unfortunately, very thick cloud cover, how has not seen the true capacity peaks.
Rongbuk 4978 meters above sea level, figure it out, is also an ancient temple, but for its more famous because of its geographical location, which is the only way into the northern foot of Mount Everest. We reached the Rongbuk is the afternoon of outdoor hotel (in fact, a simple inn) filled with foreigners - most of it lying in bed on a groan.
Put down the luggage, we go to the Everest base camp, where 8 km away from the Rongbuk Monastery, elevation 5200 meters. This is a simple rocks along the river road, it is the dry season, big chunks of pebbles on the riverbed with bare, in front of Everest does not reveal hidden in the towering clouds.
Xu Xing, a beginning, has no feeling can be gradually, each person increasingly heavy legs up, breathing heavy in. I think the neck of the camera, and now has simply become a drag. See Jane, carrying my tripod, but also panting, I asked her if she tired? Jane shook her head with a smile, but she had speechless come.
And the stop bar, and Jane standing hand, we hugged the face of Mount Everest. Meet our days. When the sun gradually goes down, the clouds surrounded by Mount Everest is also gradually dissipated, although many times in picture books, on TV, seen in the photo on Everest, but we are still free from moving. Sun to the snow-capped dyed a golden, snow-capped mountains speechless, Nongyun silent, we are also silent, and we have long drunk in this lonely world of the days Sol! A long time, long time ... ...
Back to Rongbuk, we know we made a mistake, Tai Gaogu their own physical fitness, Tai Digu sun speed. Or just Xishan Luo Zhao, blink of an eye, the moon has quietly climbed up to, but can only cast a faint shadow, the road is also legible. Winds greater than flood volumes, issued daunting sound of the hum. Although we in the car put on a down jacket, but at the moment, still cold not do. Members of the plateau reflects the increasingly heavy, almost step by step and moved forward.
I grasp at any opportunity Jane's hand, even a little rough pulling back, there is no road, we will phase and helped Taguo rocks through the thorns, which bit of the weak moonlight, is that we coordinate, and this a short period of 4 km away, at the moment, but it seemed extremely long. When we see a star point Rongbuk where butter lamps China, I am as much of a return to the feeling of heaven and earth, this short period of 2 hours, for us, really like is a life and death, I have never felt so before, the original, only a thin line between life and death.
We are struggling on the Xiao-Po ---- I really can not think of other words, the elevation is too high, and breathing already not enough, everyone is breathless, every step for us, it means that in Plain carrying 100kg of weight. We have also struggled on the Temple moved rooms, but also struggling to open the sleeping bag, but also struggling to swallow a five convenient noodles --- Yes, do not surprised that five of noodles, it is not any appetite, in addition to 60 on the "water" foreign.
Room air was full of intense butter flavor, no lights, but it exhausted us, hesitate to be a paradise. Drilling a sleeping bag, I feel hazy quickly up on the windowsill Jane brought the lit candle Yingying. Everyone seems asleep, everyone they are awake, severe headache, asthma, however, the altitude sickness was finally overthrown us.
We are looking forward to dawn.
At that time, we just want to leave here as soon as possible.
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Return Journey from the Rongbuk to Shigatse, we do not re-walking when the path.
Back to looking at the wave of Everest, and my heart is a strange feeling, Trinidad thousands of miles, all in one you see, but now we were leaving, we will again?
Return when compared to the more stable the vehicle no longer need to rubble heap Bengda forward ahead of the. I do not know is because the desire to slack after the attempt or the aftermath of mountain sickness last night, each person on board are reluctant to speak. Car window is a monotone bare hill Wu Ling and the vagaries of the blue sky and white clouds, occasional quick Mongolian gazelle across the road, then into a black spot in the distance.
Jane's hand all the way and I relative to grip tightly, unwilling to have a moment of separation. Guiqi asymptotic, do not easily see when the time is difficult. This time, after other, good-bye, what is going, we do not know who I only know that, for us, every moment should be cherished.
Shigatse is the midnight arrival, not even counting cars on the road we have to wade across the two fall into the trap when the flood, and once, even diffuse into the water off the door of the compartment and I had made a return to Sun Ge de-stars, down to the thigh-deep snow in the cart, and now think of it, was also a frustration to be learned from past呀.
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According to the plan, we have to go from Shigatse to Namco holy lakes.
This road was once a part of Nepal in international road, but the new road opened to traffic a few years ago, it is now become a very few people take the road. Vehicles in the Brahmaputra car ferry waited more than three hours for just over a river, on the shore, deep valleys, excellent road, yellow master's car on the road in the open speeding up.
The road twists and turns black extension of the front street is the murmur of water, Lili flower, but also see cliff changtae ancient times, clear water splash, unknown birds singing in the branches. The past few days, we have seen everywhere along the way, are monotonous bare hill Wu Ling, a lethargy, few trees. Now enter this vibrant heaven and earth, especially the Relax mood up.
We are out of the car. Lazy sun come from the head shed, there are Eagle soaring in the sky. Roadside cliff is an intense red, look closely to, but it is unknown weeds. Far from the village houses is like, meadow dream, clear water to weigh irresolute, cattle can be seen floating. 3 amazon were yelling surprise them, but it attracted a small village across the sound of dogs, such as leopard.
Xiangshan Jushi not help but recall the sentence: the regular hate Chungui fruitless searching, unexpectedly transferred to herein. Then lay nothing but just saw a peach tree, if fortunate enough to come here, will write what to do? Spring unclaimed, and now Ho Hsing, as I loiter forget to go home.
The more forward, and our increasingly strong spirits up. Lu Feng turn back under the blue sky, turned out to be a very big pastures, clear-grass fertilizer, thousands of cattle and sheep flocks. Remember, in Zhongdian's Napa lake, have seen such a scene that was quite good, but compared with the here and now, it seems a bit too cramped. To the distance, there is snow-capped mountains in the eye, not bad or so, Sun Ge out maps, After asking many Jing Mei to find out the name of snow-capped mountains. (Perhaps poor mother Gang-feng? Do not know)
Not leave snow-capped mountains around with us for the ride, but still not seen a car before. The more snow kura p., over Yangbajain, over when the male is, the more satisfied the root pass (5150 meters), we were speeding, in the moonlight, went straight to the mountain tops, where the Tashi peninsula Nam Co Lake.
Cabin accommodation at night without electricity, out of the window the moonlight exceptionally transparent. Jane said: We are a stroll away. Opened the door, the water clank sound of the wind moving our skirts.
We move towards the lake, the moonlight, Namco more of the glittering, sparkling, illusory dream. Look at days, clouds faint, can still be seen shining stars. Sri Lanka Sri Lanka when the moment, people can think about anything, anything can be do not want to, that is, silence is also a language can not be feeling.
Jane suddenly pointing to the sky, said: "Look! Meteor!." I speed upward, and, but it does not see, and asked Jane, Jane sadly to say: stupid! Already fly but the. And Jane is relatively smile, all he hears speechless.
Our dream in the moonlight on the water sound inside.
Namco heart misses the sunrise from very early, but luck is really bad days, shade, and distant mountains, such as Dai, faintly visible. Frame a good tripod, days it began to hail, ice disappeared in the distant mountains. I hid cliff, holding the camera is helpless, thanks to Jane brought rain batch. We are hiding in rock crevices where to see the clouds change, water, emergency surge.
At first glance sunny days, the sun through the clouds, shed a golden. Baiyun Ru Xu, lakes are people fascinated blue, distant mountains of the peaks in the sun even more crystal clear. Approached the lake, stand in stone on the shore, facing the lake blowing in the wind, gazing into the distance the blue of the lake or the distant peaks ... ... look around Jane, black hair blowing in the wind.
God Lake Yeah, we have quietly come, we can only quietly away, with or without a cloud to go here.
We will come again?
Asked Jane, Jane speechless, and my hands firmly grip phase.
Attached note: Nam Co, Tibet in recent years, gradually became a tourist hot spot, we are free to stay around the visible trash bags, pebble beach, the lake is garbage everywhere. Would not have envisaged continue, with the latter, when the beauty of the holy lakes still true? Ah kind-hearted people, please cherish this piece of heaven and earth bar.
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When the male returned from Lhasa car. Qinghai-Tibet national highway, and no one to speak, one could hear the rustling sound of wheels. Though in possession of only a few days, snow in autumn than when we come to a deeper layer of. Pik days, yellow leaves, the sun leaves the roadside Huang transparent clarity, people fascinated. We walk through the gallery where the lights and shadows.
We are looking forward to as early as they hope it will not return back to Lhasa in Lhasa, the day after tomorrow, five people will be scattered,: Sun Ge Jiang to attend Nagarze Sang Lamu Climbing Festival, I and Jane take the Sichuan-Tibet line, while the Hui and the Chinese parasol has been booked tickets, will have to leave Tibet in. That night, in the Asian hotel next to a small bar, we have five exceptional individuals to be a little highland barley wine, drank toast after toast, laughing out loud to say, each other jokingly ----- However, the one-sided his face, I kind of got the feeling of a painful farewell to a dismay. This time, after another and what day the reunion?
Do not know.
Just remember, that night, the stars, especially bright.
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I went to Shannan.
Shannan refers to the post at the end of Sri Lankan hill and Nyainqentanglha Mountains to the south of most ancient times is that more affluent areas of Tibet, but also the cradle of Tibetan civilization. Yajiang south bank of the Samye was Tibet's first monastery, renowned, as well as Tibet's first palace Yumbulagang also in Shannan.
The capital of Lhasa, Shannan Zetang town ---- the car a lot minibus fares 20 yuan, to Samye Monastery, then in the middle of the Ya River crossing off on it. To be honest, my last car when the mind a little hesitant to listen to many --- too many rumors, and now in this off-site what will happen? But when I boarded the bus carrying a backpack carrying Jiaojia, but to see the driver and friendly eyes. I even had a bit of preferential treatment: the beautiful scenery passing by, the driver deliberately slowed down the speed, let me shoot your fill, so instead I fear them.
A description of the Samye too much, my poor pen can never depict even one of the corner. In fact, I went to Shannan major destinations because of a not very well known place: Green Park, to practice Buddhism.
Come to Tibet, I collected a lot of information, on the Green Park, information simply say that it is located in the northeast Narayan Samye mountainside, elevation 4,300 meters, is a good place for a beautiful, but also ancient monks practice Buddhism the Holy Land. Even now, there are a lot of self-cultivation holes inside the monks in penance. In the practitioner, there are lamas have felt the mother (nuns) as well as lay men and women; a year round home for this as well as old and also wander far Kiyonaga enlightenment in the field.
I am not a religious dedication of the people of the profound interest in the theory is not concentrated. In my imagination, self-cultivation is a very solemn very mysterious thing, in terms of the relative laymen like me, it's too far away. The feeling of the past few days in Lhasa is a noisy and busy city, there is already a familiar city I have breath; and I am now into the Green Park, but also for me into another world.
With me to the Green Park, is five in the temporary ferry to get to know Yajiang companion: Old summer, children and the Pharaohs, as well as a female editor in Beijing. Several days of hard work, Jane they need to be properly break in Lhasa, but always restless for me, just take advantage of this two days time.
According to information: Samye Monastery from the Green Park, 16 years, enough to walk to and from a half-day ---- in fact, based on my personal experience point of view, it is likely wrong. We have hired a tractor Samye Monastery is only open to the foot of the mountain the Tibetans say the driver is not willing to move forward, and for unspecified reasons. Foot forward it, Narayan foot of the mountain road is loose sand, the wind, at a dust, sand and even go on foot you have not seen the ankle. Yang Toukan hillside, Redwall Baita is a small one point, faintly in the trees inside. Hill deserted, and occasionally there are birds singing.
Toyama, such as Dai, the sun just the first, time still early, it is estimated to estimate a mere 20 years is no big deal, and we readily agreed to move forward. Later, we learned what made a mistake. We are breathless climb up the mountainside, become exhausted, watching days,那座guide us along the way up the mountain, white temple is still higher mountains, looked daunting, and the interest bar.
The so-called "self-cultivation land" is actually one by one the size of the rocks drilled are people will be living in caves, and those devout practitioner who went so far as the majority of women feel the mother of all of their means of subsistence, including water and food, all come to Since at the foot of the mountain. The only modern cave is perhaps the wall of the vacuum bottle of the --- but none of us are unwilling to drink an old people fed to the water --- water needs from their mountain barrels to the back. Looked at the tunnel wall blackened by incense can not help but sadly: It is far from the earth in order to practice Buddhism, or self-cultivation is to far from the city? I do not know.
In the down time, according to Buddhist rules --- is said to be unable to go backwards, we have chosen the other way ---- big mistake cast: We lost!!
Same mountains, water, or water, but the road is not the original way, and even worse, because of greed Shuiguang to see mountains, the sun has gradually down the West, and soon can only be seen among the shadows --- trance and we have not yet found the way down the mountain.
Mountain breeze invaded clothing, more and more very cold, is helpless, the child suddenly cried: "There wolf!! Wolf !!!!"
Sitting together, we immediately jump up and pointing to distance children crouched in shadow still Guaijiao. It may also be that the wolf cry frightened, and even "bark" of the bark of several more ---- truth, is a stray puppy.
Old summer bend over and softly called to "Amdo \ Amdo," is said to be the most popular dog names Tibetan.
Strangely enough, the puppy actually cheerful ran over, around the old agitated summer, wagged his tail to him, only to Park, is like wandering child to find a home.
Puppy very thin, khaki-colored hair is also a mess, and a length of the tail was also bald, his eyes very bright, glittering in the moonlight.
Everyone laughed, told him the old identification of a dry summer and another son.
Summer is also old son said with a laugh Then please lead the way bar. Edge took out a piece of chocolate, who knows Amdo Liyebuli they simply ran away in front.
Amdo cheerful running in front from time to time back bark Jiaoji Sheng. We also played a thrust on the followed it closely, wearing thorns, cross brook, turn trabecular Suddenly eyes light up, we have returned to the mountain road.
A cheer, we dig the pockets, but apart from chocolate, or chocolate, this city nobility of love objects, which know the rural relatives are without looking, self-Guzhao between legs of everyone, to flee to Sahuan channeling it.
On the Hill, everyone relaxed, although there are 10 a few years, but the heart finally hung down down. Amdo is more happy, in the moonlight chasing roadside bushes sprang a hare, from time to time to harass bush crow's sleep. Shan Yue Zhao people go, and even moonlight shadow, but also let Amdo exciting ran about busily.
Are puppies are lonely?
Flashing lights in the distance, and gradually machines that can be heard the roar of tractors, children raised excitement flashlight, in the painted circle, that tractor is also getting closer, it was loudly shouting the name of the old summer, it really is a collusion of people came.
Amdo had disappeared, people yelling Amdo, but there is no echo.
The driver hurried on the bus, the old summer and the last one climbed into the truck, shouting in several more security and more, or no response.
Tractor roar up quickly onto the road, but pointing to the back for children cried, No, vague, a shadow in the chasing tractors rush off, thin, small, moonlight shadow drag it too old and long, it was puppy Amdo呀.
Exclaimed the old summer parking parking, but the wind was so strong, and the driver inaudible.
Some people say, is to bring back Amdo what? You are in Beijing, we can not bring puppies back to Beijing bar?? Are not what the name of species is not at all valuable dog only, not to mention so many people on board , in case it is after the assault on the bus how to do?? not work !!!!!!
Faster and faster speed, security and more speed is getting slower and slower, and finally, Amdo stopped going to Heaven and long bark. Moonlight water, I seem to see an over despair.
Finally, Amdo thin silhouette has disappeared in the vehicle's Chen Sha-ri.
Even a look back, see old blinks in the summer of tears.
Author: yixians
