On the sixth day & 6th Night 03/12/31
Today is the last day of 2003.
According to Travel Today, we should be in the Yangbajing hot spring, 2003 washed away all the dust, clean way toward the well-being but a good 2004.
Lanzhou delayed a day due to the disruption of our original plans for the Pentium 4.
Suffering from dementia, together with the plateau, Ben did not move, can only be changed paced, where the bar on Duodao where!
At 8 am, come to Jokhang Temple, the Temple and has long been a peak and visitors crowd.
Although the scene in front of that long travelogues and photos from friends are no longer strangers, but that scene had raised between Ran greets us when, a surge of heat flow is still in their hearts could not help but watch.
Groups of Tibetans in the Temple and knock the long head, knelt down, looking, reaching, bowed, stood up, and then kneel down ...
It's that cycle.
Share of piety, Shashi touching.
They seek, not this life, but the afterlife.
To support them, is their faith.
Of faith are full and happy.
In the ticket office waiting for Lao Bantian, Jing Mei was ticketing.
The original 9:00 ago no one sell tickets, so no reason to save a 60 money.
We, together with the Tibetans Rusi.
Jokhang Temple is a sacred place for Tibetan hearts, the temple dedicated to the Princess Wen Cheng who accompanied the release Tibet Jiani 12-year-old life-sized statuettes.
Jokhang Temple hall high four-story, relying on the bottom of the walls are placed in the lap turn prayer wheels. As the age-old, switch to the golden prayer wheels show some dim. In the fluttering wind, the turning issued by crisp drum sound, as if in a low whisper an ancient and beautiful poetry.
The bottom of too many people, and we turn a few bring up the rear with the Tibetans, the sound of stepping on the wooden stairs creak came to the top of the Jokhang Temple.
Several monks sat sun.
Blue sky, white clouds, the Golden Jokhang Temple, Potala Palace in the distance ...
Colombian scurried to get the King.
Framing the moment to take advantage of Costa Rica, I Xiaguang around the top of the Jokhang Temple.
An inter-hut, hut the entrance to a block of bright color curtains.
I very much like the Tibetan fabric, since the Koizumi classmates, especially when seeing eye slander.
Wow! Red and blue and white piece of cloth especially good-looking!
I set off a particularly nice piece of curtains, and curtains within, and the monks are a fast changing children exclaimed.
Sunny days.
The Jokhang Temple sunny roof.
Those days, the sun drying for ten days.
Has always felt, Jokhang Temple and the top floor of the sun, the most genial.
In 2003 the last day I was in the Jokhang Temple, the top floor, lazy to basking in the sun.
Heart, so follow the warm up.
As we enjoy the sun, when met Xiao Yang from Beijing, he met our trip the first domestic tourists, like the vast grasslands of the rare animals.
We did not expect Xiao Yang's eyes are also rare animals: "Oh, you are the only tourists I met ah, you know where guided it?"
"Guide? Do not know, we have been self-directed."
Learned from the conversation, this buddy what is what the bureau, and that Tibet is some kind hospitality, and belongs to Pianchipianhe cheat to play like that. This does not, it is also standing a buddy's side do not know anything of the land to accompany.
We are chartered with Zhengchou can not find a partner, asked him tomorrow arrangements.
"Tomorrow they arrange what is what I went to a lake."
"Nam Co? Yamdrok Lake? Bason wrong?" I have reported three consecutive wrong.
Crackling, he shook his head: "I do not know what is wrong."
"You have a few people go?"
"I'm a man."
"Then can we go?"
Xiao Yang has some doubts: "I go to ask it, see if he can arrange."
Brother and Xiao Yang exchanged cell phone numbers look small Young's view, this matter jeopardy.
Out the Jokhang Temple is the Parknor Street, turn upon the Tibetans step in a clockwise direction around the Jokhang Temple by a Koushou to crawl forward, I and my brother is also with turning the team around the turn of a circle Jokhang Temple.
Bajiao Street on the crowded, Colombia to see Thangka, I think Cang Shi.
Today, no time, and in two days and then come to buy, buy, buy.
Stay until noon at the Jokhang Temple, Potala Palace in the afternoon program.
From Costa Rica to play down the information on-line point of view, the Potala Palace, not open noon to 3:30 p.m. re-opened.
In Beijing East Road, look for food, I told the brother that we try Ichiro rotten in Lhasa when the students used to wrap belly of six money bowl of casserole bar!
That is a Sichuanese opened shop, shop, a Tibetan girl again and then add the barley tea for us than Ajisen Ramen Riga tea, more attentive service.
Casserole special oil, I can only set aside the oil layer after layer of fishing inside to eat, while edge wonder how Koizumi students write for a month to eat something so greasy even after lean lean back?
A Tibetan boy Tantoutannao to go to the store looking, brighter eyes, especially good-looking pair.
To see I look at him, and shy to head shrink back.
Front of the store I went to see him standing on the wall, he handed him an orange smoke tree.
He took the smoke tree Qieqie De tangerine Qieqie De me smile.
That Qingliang, such as star Yanmou, let me forget.
Called a lease cars rushed to Abdallah, was told at 3 o'clock on the closed down.
"Did not you say 15:30 to reopen it?" I look to the brother.
Ah! Laolv further loss of forepaw!
(Originally the chief culprit is the Shoes City! Destination Guide clearly written introduction to the Potala Palace: noon to rest 3:30 pm re-opened. Protest! Seriously misled!! Give me back my innocence! Give me back my taxi fare! Operator , and innocent do not need to also, and on the taxi fare is also bar!)
Or the original retro rent straight Norbulingka.
Norbulingka Park, has just entered the door, I heard someone greeting us, was originally Xiao Yang, and to accompany.
Thus, in this warm afternoon, four with the tour Norbulingka.
If we say that the feel like the Potala Palace, the Forbidden City, then Norbulingka as the Summer Palace.
Norbulingka two decades the Qing Emperor Qianlong (1755) VII, built by Kelsang Gyatso Dalai Lama Gesang Jia Phodrang palace, as a summer resting place. Tibetan calendar every year from April to September, the Dalai Lama in this dealing with administrative affairs, to hold various celebrations. After becoming the Dalai Lama's summer palace here.
Sour Milk Drinking Festival each year, where will hold a grand celebration.
Norbulingka special days over the deep blue sky clouds Norbulingka special Whitening.
That afternoon, my head has been upturned to.
I fear for fear of the future, never see such a blue and white like.
Inspired by the long stone path, basking in the warm sun.
Time on the afternoon were so warm in flowing ...
"Baa!" To find the woods along the sound, wow! 2 then the fat of sheep ah! That two sheep pursued by my crazy fled, depriving my DV camera, only two sexy incomparable grows into hips.
Norbulingka mainly composed of triple-Tibetan style palace, the palace of the Tibetan story buildings particularly beautiful.
A palace in which we found a strange style wooden furniture, we could not guess what. Q lamas palace only know that it is sound, the original is not the Dalai Lama Erfu shallow ah!
Palace toilets also impressed me deeply, sparrow may be small, fully-equipped, you can also see the blue sky and clouds.
If, if I have such a toilet, I lay in a bathtub every day to see the blue sky white clouds.
The whole lake ice, and sunlight sprinkled on the ice, splashes little bit of golden light.
Bathed in golden light in, is a fat duck flocks.
So the duck fat, I have never not seen.
Fat Duck are staggered to Duo with duck step on the ice looking for food, extremely well-being.
After the turn of the lap, Xiao Yang, and to accompany began to feel chest tightness, shortness of breath, rest a moment, we bid farewell to the Norbulingka.
"Tomorrow we perfect mountain climbing with the bar!" Xiao Yang a hesitation to change the morning.
"You are what you receive, or solicit the views of bar!"
"No, I am a people are boring, this thing I call the shots, and tonight they entertained me, and finished an appointment tomorrow, I'll give you what phone to meet."
Xiao Yang vowed, and I do not know why, I still feel hanging.
And Xiao Yang, respectively, we went to Abdallah Square.
Abdallah dusk the square, there is no such as the weaving of the visitors, there is no flocks of pigeons.
Yes, is a distant snow-capped mountains, near the Potala Palace, such as the blood of the sunset ...
Abdallah dusk the square, then the screen so beautiful I do not dare.
10 pm, to the Yak Hotel in Lhasa style restaurant opposite to enjoy our last dinner in 2003.
On the plateau later, we have become accustomed to 15:00 for lunch and 22:00 to eat dinner.
Butter tea mellow taste, and that small group has been gracious to us Tibetans poured the tea ...
Enjoy the Last Supper side edges and Tibetan guy chatting days.
"Tomorrow is the New Year, and you do not here how busy ah?"
"We are all over the Tibetan New Year." Tibetan small group, speaking in Mandarin blunt.
"Tibetan New Year is a few number ah?"
"February 14."
"I did not ask Valentine's Day, I asked the Tibetan New Year."
"I'm talking about the Tibetan New Year, ah, February 14."
My mother did with me when the expected date of childbirth is also a 214, but she is no Leng stays on that day.
Xiao Yang received a phone call from the buddy breathing heavily over the phone: "He, they are drinking, I, I have not warned them ..."
He spoke incoherently, then the plateau of dementia is not got drunk.
"It work? Tomorrow, no problem? We however do not have time." I was worried about.
"No, no problem, wrapped in my body, you sleep a Lanjue tomorrow, I'll call you tomorrow morning."
I looked at brother: "This matter, suspended!"
Spent the Last Supper, sneaking into the bar next door.
Bar lights dim, Tibetans and Han people, foreigners, piano to guitar and singing songs ...
Candlelight flickered on the table, time moving slowly to 2004.
Colombia drinking beer, asked me what the New Year wishes.
I said no desire, he said that how could there is no wishes come true?
I do not language, ears that misty Tibetan music, good listening.
I really do not desire to do?
I do not do not wish, I am just tired.
I was tired, so tired no energy to make a wish,
Even at the moment, there are meteor across the sky.
Tibetans Xu a desire to crawl hundreds of thousands of times.
What qualifications do I make a wish?
Cell phone kept vibrating, are the blessings of my friends sent a short message and the like.
There is a short message that caught my eye:
"I have a new boyfriend, and is ready to get married. - West Red"
Would not you? ! So fast? ! I almost did not fall in the hands of the cup on the ground.
A month ago, Western Red romance, just when there is a very good job opportunities in Suzhou.
Heartbroken, she would like to change a city life, came to seek my opinion.
"You are your own things you decide for themselves, the future is your own." I did not give her any advice, even though Deep down, I certainly hope that she will stay.
A few days later, Western red suddenly decided not to go.
"I'm reluctant to you." Western Red looked at me, tears lying on the tower to tower so crouch down face down stream.
My nose is a sour, grow to so large, there are no girls told me I could not bear.
To help her tears wiped, he felt more and more like a man, joys and sorrows are not easily palpable.
Look! I am reluctant to want the benefits of my bar! Fortunately, there is no go, then quickly left the Taohua Yun.
However, too fast, but also bar! Are less than a month of effort to understand a people?
And that person, she wants to live his life, ah!
Faduanxiaoxi quickly advised her, and she returned one, again makes me speechless.
"Your field thrilling, vigorous as long as the enduring eight years of love, so what?"
Western red a short message, let me think about when I was young and frivolous love.
I am for him to give up wealth and status, he was for me to give up a bright future.
But what?
That day, he stood under the dim lights, a long time can not be relieved.
I looked at him and the growing stature, it was when I was a boy loving him? That is because I use all of the young love of him?
"We have been impossible to go back to the past, if you have feelings for me, please let her go! Shang Beizi I owe you a debt, I think that my life has been paid. If you have not paid off, then the afterlife and then also bar! "
If, really, if there is reincarnation VI.
I owe you, I will also.
Only, we will encounter do?
Us that love can do?
Under the moonlight, as he leaves the back of a fighting cock like a dejected defeat.
Yi Gu overwhelming feeling of sorrow and grief to come to, how proud he had been a juvenile ah!
Finishing room, drawer pulls out his childhood photos.
That handsome face too can look straight ahead, a surge of love and affection at once in the chest was filled off from.
Big drop big drops of tears fall on the yellowed photos, smudges or bleeding off from.
I love, is this a righteous boy ah, rather than that in the business ups and downs in the sea of worldly men indulging in intrigues.
Thrown into the dustbin the photo did not dare to see if he goes on the British air pressing in the face.
I know that this love, this life will not come back again.
Blurred in this light bar, listening to the songs they sing when young, when the memory of young love.
Let me bid you farewell bar! Just today.
Back to the Western red a short message: "What a thing to decide, I wish you happiness!"
When he left the bar, which is still singing.
Cold outside, but makes clear the air, 2003, or 2004?
Stars in the sky from me so close, as if collections of your fingertips.
Think that the Tibetan boy's eyes, brighter is in such.
The sky seems to be distant fireworks bloom, is the fireworks do?
That bloom in the school playground over the fireworks, that bloom of fireworks beach in Sanya, have let me echocardiography.
2003, the last day, I in Lhasa, there is no fireworks.
Author: golf1225
