Title is wrong, it should be a pig's paradise
"Lhasa is still paradise, except that my angels have taken flight,"
I came to Lhasa from the above, a day after a friend said to read between the lines on the network is not difficult to see that I am a bit depressed, and even a little frustration is, in fact the first day in Lhasa, I am really disappointed not help but ask yourself: this is the I remember in heaven?
The first day I arrived in Lhasa, where all did not go, but in the cities to find my beautiful city of the past, however, far from daylight to me face, an unusual move, the sky overcast despise them,
Idly confused with the sun, north wind everywhere, walking in the street I am a little huddle
Auspicious empty, the corridors were not foreseen in the coming and going, laughter sang and Hachiro school rebuilt, how do I could not find me that I made and non-power, SKY cohabitation new house remember the first fluttering of paper counterparts in a desolate field trips, Only search for the missing of small notes in Japan in Zhang Yang
Beijing is within walking distance on the road, believers and monks who are still packed with bustling Barkhor on the hard shoulder is still devout, diversion, and knock on the head each have their own long-busy I just passers-by, careless broke into a sacred place,
I remember I was just looking for paradise in
Paradise should Abdallah Square,
But my paradise is not paradise in front of the tree still, but the leaves have not grown,
Since I can not recall the lonely branches are then a golden tree, tea has also moved out, I left Babao tea, hand roasted lamb desire to finally aborted grand corruption before the tea is still two ponds, but the water did not , and only two big pit, watching the reflection of Abdallah Abdallah has become a luxury not even have changed, with repairs at the entrance of the hand and foot rack shelves, like scars on the face is more square has changed, actually Foster a ride in the south of Comrade Jiang Zemin's inscription of the monument, undermining the power of the entire square of religious totem I bitterly saying: Sibu Xiang!
Look for memories, but Lydia Lydia snack bar is also gone, her nephew inherited everything, apart from a smile and soup so I just hid in Internet cafes, but three hours later still have to face the empty corridor auspicious day
So I began to recall the year time is running out bit by bit reminds MIYI, KOKO, SKY, non-force, Sister, BINGO those who follow Ali with companion
Now remember, they are places where angels are angels is heaven ....
PETER, respectively, after I had been in and send text messages to me:
Pessimists always the happiest time appeared calm and looked at the sad time when a lot of things because they can not share woodenly become unfamiliar, this is the lone must bear the
She knows that I come out the need to find a breakthrough in their own character flaws, I know I can not let her, and many care about my friends down the pace, I stopped, but my heart would still scurry
In this lonely heaven, so I tried to make himself happy, I will let himself into heaven, for every one person who walked in front of me to show me a friendly smile, but the modesty of those days, I live there are abnormal the law of 8:30 up on time every day, and then a gentle sunrise Lhasa graffiti in the corridor on my articles bad temper at noon down to the opposite one Lachuan Xpress garden restaurant eat and then carrying a camera without the map a little bit of land End of Lhasa, a swinging corner of another one here because they do not know how long to stay, I told myself: Let your every day like a little bit so moved, I had a salad person debate by Council, a person's Xiao Zhao worship, a person re-education and the Tibet Museum in Lhasa river, of a person wandering, I have patiently and fate of Tibetan lamas and frank exchange with, pious alms to Buddhist believers and then slowly feelings, experience and Learning to walk with a person's happiness I'm sorry, I really can not share with you,
But I am happy with being reckless child to laugh very simple, who do not have to look at every day in the evening, I always appeared on time at Barkhor, the Tibetans have followed every turn Edwin,
For themselves, their families, for those who care about my friends devoutly pray every night, I always wonder if weary Pidianpidian music in the network issued gallop my shit does not make sense to tell the truth, those days are really vain thanks to the ....
Heaven is not always lonely, nor is it Langdexuming auspicious day in the 311 room, Pig is also usher in the beginning of the tenants are sent to passer-by, from Jiangxi Province, Xiamen Pig 40 days for the sprints, They almost put me as the side of vanity Pig idol smile while they are thrown to the "possession of land cowhide"
Then enthusiastically arrange things and to introduce them around the place to go until I actually met my idol .....
Idol of the story, next time say
Ali Pig
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Lhasa
Author: smpig
