De Haokuai time off the last of the travels is February 24, 2002 in Qingdao, home to write, but now is the 2004 February 17, and I sat at home the outskirts of Nantes in France, looking at the original photos, study the original travels, listening to francinfo broadcast, another round of Dreaming of Tibet. Two years, too many things happened. Lv, learning French, resigned to go abroad, learn languages, moving, into the professional examinations. Finally, everything stopped, and next week internship, and Chen Chin-shih, strive for early completion of work.
It wooden go wrong as well as 40 km section of track approximately divided into two parts, the mountain down. Up the hill the road being repaired (like now long over bar), very difficult to walk, playing a bad example, just like driving a car on the stairs, as may be even more difficult, because the staircase is at least the same height and from the ah. Harder line than non-repair roads everywhere are big stones, and our car mount 4-drive, even walking in this way more than 10 kilometers, can imagine how the landscape, I had completely forgotten the fact memory by the new tail is really really hurts ah yes! Did not take endless road. After nearly a two-hour journey, and finally saw the holy lakes in our minds, and not to return to the lake, but climbed the peak from the clouds to see the gap between the fault of that wood is so beautiful, so I really The love this place. If you intend to travel to Tibet, there can not miss ah! Photo camera, quickly frozen we retracted the car, because there snow (elevation 5000 or so), cold is cold, but the one word "real America." Continue else, and that there are more than 20 kilometers. All the way downhill, road Yehao take a lot, he drove fast. When we down the mountain, is a broad plain, full of blooming flowers of rape, as well as groups of horses. There are handsome guy and the horse put to us by waving the Tibetan children. Really want to stop, they live in the bar, this place is paradise. Master driver told us that life here is not to imagine if the United States, and where very poor, food to eat, but did not have much money. "Money doing it!"
Quickly, and saw the wood into the hills, wrong door, a natural rock, a letter to three characters "That wood wrong"
Was about to enter, a Tibetan grandfather came out, "vote-rigging, vote-rigging" 5 a person, not student tickets, only an official seal of the village to change a piece of paper written Tibetan. It should also vote, seems to mind, where the economy has, ah, can not enter, finance ministers, and that the money came. 9 individuals, each of 5, 45. Very simple figures, ah, uncle holding a finger left to right balance calculation, 1,2,3,4, --- 9. Individuals, 40 of money, a sub-Less. My God, I really seen all the arithmetic level, we give him 45, that is, do not accept that we have calculated wrong. Team of people are laughing not to see the old man, his face serious, I really do not know how to interpret. Or small Nie smart, in pairs, lined up into the pass, a group of 10, the last one accounts be considered to solve this problem. Really interesting, and now think I laughed out.
There is nothing to go after something, and a stone tablet engraved with the days of the lake, a written Tibetan New Buffalo, little yellow flowers. There is the distant snow-capped mountains and near the lake shore row, then static, then the --- (no word for a). Some people turn lake, not many people seems to be less than the time to switch Lake. Here even met an Australian to travel to the big boys, incredible, he is on foot here, and have been staying here for three days of the. Since I have returned to the teacher of English, there would be no deeper exchanges. But at least admire him. Now I have many friends around the issue of Tibet-line concern, may be due to the French side of the ideological field of freedom of the bar, many people think that Tibet is an independent country. No time should I give them on a profound history lesson. But, in fact, too many foreigners have for this piece of mysterious land misunderstanding. This is our country's foreign propaganda is not merciful is relevant. Time in language school introduced a topic, I put forward is that "MA PETITE AMIE ---- TIBET" My lover - Tibet. I will use my life to protect her from being bullied by outsiders. To say a lot of things, this has nothing to do, and tourism. There is a thing wrong happened in that wood, and I must say. When we see a lot of Tibetans organized by the lake, picking up rubbish, I-line immersive, I asked why did the local old people? Do in order to change money? Cold, he said to me, "That's something you left by tourists." I have nothing more to say. While our team was very aware that there is a special garbage bags on the car, for the collection of our own that can not be produced by decomposition of garbage.
1:00 today to continue to write it, otherwise do not know when to continue. But I lazy one ah!
Look at yourself in photograph to see the time approaching noon, because the intention to arrive this evening in Lhasa, they still continued on our way to bear. The return on the road here is not the table. But we have a big toll mouth, is that we bought six nine votes that place, in order to return to when hung, we really lost their way. This is true, because the next rain had been very difficult to tell that is way it is grass, and look at the rut, as if they are way different. This can be disastrous, and there could not find a car, and Paozhepaozhe disappeared. There is only one choice, in-situ on standby, waiting for convergence. (The best option is so, otherwise, scattered to look for, maybe their own Youji wandered off, there is no GPS and no band walkie-talkies, cell phones without tubes). Anyway, bored, camera bar, is crackling meal.
At this time, to see a Tibetan yak dung Aunt Found in the distance (a good thing ah, you can fire, one of the main fuel, green environmental protection), we can scrape together up its intention to understand some of their real-life situations, This is not a guide, I believe, can be a real Tibetan life. Soon, we found no way to exchange, the language barrier. In a book that words, just enough to say hello. "Tashi got." However, she is so quiet (do not know how to say a word), then posed for pictures with her, has been to see us smile. Good people ah. Good-bye to her, and we walked back to the car to wait. At this time, a Tibetan men on a motorcycle to go over. It seems there is really not a lot of tourists come, so they are right we are very curious and friendly. We have also the same, such a real face to face. He will speak Chinese! Wonderful. We surrounded him, and we have too many problems you want to know. When we know his home near here, and when the third car and our cars, when convergence does not know who put forward the thought go and see his house. However, the idea that all of us ah, he readily consented, and the real excitement. He made me sit on his motorcycle on the front lead the way and started me a little bit worried if me away, behind the car did not catch up, do not do door Tibetan son ah! Anyway is a beautiful place, leaving the bar on the left, ha ha ha. Launched in mind, I still do not forget to give us the team's driver said the sound, do not leave me ah! A laughter.
Really is not very long, straight distance is 10 minutes, anyway, no way, of course, walk a straight line, and the shortest line. It seems that the good folks to learn geometry. In the car, I asked him how much age, I guess there are 35 years old. A result, he smiled, he was only 18 years old. Indeed, due to ultraviolet reasons, their faces were so black and red of the black and red. I have the feeling tight smile, lifted look embarrassed. His family has a small courtyard, there is a long room. His family has four or five children like, are his brothers and sisters. His mother at home, come see us and immediately put down in the hands of a small animal to us to fight butter tea. Some feel the first point, that little lamb being we consider it to do puppy, kitten, rabbit after finally appeared in the house, give us a pleasant surprise. Second, this house is only a lamp, though at noon, which is still so dark. One can see that the family does not seem so rich. Third, the people nice, although his mother could not how to say words of Han Dynasty, it has not suddenly come to understand why so many non-native, or a warm greeting we sit down, drink and warm butter tea. Fourth, butter tea really taste good, though You Dianxian, but the body is very good, there is heat there is to see the role of altitude sickness. Although just beginning to not meet, and later cured. (There is also a known as milk tea, better drink, fly back to the mainland I have brought a real one military bottle, they are just what we asked, but I said it was tea, there is not even that in the past to check it, but after 911 the second week of ah, but also afraid I can put points into the liquid explosives. No two days, it seems that 23 or 26, the knife will not let onto the plane.) education here does not appear very good, a lot of children not in school. We brought candy and pencils left them a little. Child is not a line like chocolate, do not look nor taste a little bitter. Or an ordinary sweet better. Also, best not to take pen to them, because the line is often not easy to use. In this small room to stay an hour later, at the urging of the driver master, we reluctantly set off again. Although we had followed a number of photos, but forgot their name and address. Do not know if they would be at the reunion, but I sincerely wish them to live happy happy.
In Tibetan the help of friends, we found the return journey. Quickly passed the Damxung County city, this time is about 13:00, and lunch has not been resolved. Is the original home of Sichuan restaurants do that? Is the last night we stayed in that hotel restaurant. A result, unanimously opposed. Or find walking into any case, from the transit point for the next one is not very far away Yangbajing. The results did not walk far, we found a line of cars more than the hotel. Such a place is not wrong. Into a look, really good, turned out to be a restaurant in Shandong. When fellow, two tears in his eyes. In particular, but I am talking to the boss, his home away from home I have less than 100 kilometers. Not to mention that close to see in this mutual affection, giving me a bread to eat. (Then I have 4-5 days without eating bread on the greedy of the Buxing Le, think now, I have not seen more than a year what kind of bread!) This was very refreshing Dayton eat from, the price is very fair, they become the best way to eat the meal. How much is forgotten, an average of about 8 dollars.
Author: dives
