From September 9 until today do not have to write a diary. Sometimes because of too tired, and sometimes because of dark, light dark, conditions are not allowed.
Yesterday, 17:00 come back more from Namco, not too tired. Our line of five people, including my two Chinese, two Japanese, one American started a two-day trip to Namco. Car from an elevation of 4,700 meters in the mountains circling the trail, the mountain can be sad to say leaving the country again. Tibetans in Tibet described the mountain as "triple jump" the car on the road jump, people jump in the car, jumped inside the human heart. Many roads are potholed dirt road, filled with pebbles of the stream.
When we saw from the hills for the first time the true capacity of Nam Co, the ineffable feeling of excitement. Seems like the sea, and the days even into the same color, you can see subtle stretching far to the snow-capped mountains. May be feeling that we had enough drivers to be on the train later told that it is in front of River, is a bit behind the Nam Co, we have not seen most of her real appearance. We are very surprised, so the beautiful scenery is not it? That really see her, would be what?
Sometimes, a trip the most exciting part is often before departure, or moving; can always wonder why they always think before departure, no matter how memorable trip, at the end of the inexplicable way home lonely, perhaps pessimistic? Pondered, panting like to speak to the Drivers are not worried about the way down, more and more to look forward to them. I always have courage without fear, in other words,无知者无畏hope, so I'm still optimistic? How like a Mercedes. She is now doing?
Well, today is the day of the week I think for a moment the issue, and now think of it.
In the mountains to see her, I feel very close, can get the next hill when, they discover that there are endless expanses of prairie lie in the middle. Along the road before the rut, and sometimes can see the shepherd of the Tibetans, most of the time, only our grassland car, a hermit.
Before departure to see (travel companies), knowing the weather in northern Tibet caprice. Here before we really get to feel the weather changing. A few minutes ago, traveling in sunny grassland, white, and clear blue sky and green grass yellow earth occasionally each other, they are far to see patches of dark clouds; after a few minutes to see thick black clouds, pressure from the top, the entire the sky as if covered by a lid, torrential rain down the road even more muddy. Passing this piece of cloud, another storm is a miracle.
16:00 o'clock, and finally to the Nam Co Lake, Tashi peninsula. At this time the sun like a branch branch sharp blade cutting the skin Shengteng too.
In the glare of the sun, the lake waves slap the shore pebbles beach. I felt insignificant standing on the lake, as it seems to have a broad Namco could be around the back of her Nyainqentanglha also clearly let you know that this is not the sea.
Not attend to rest, grabbed the camera walks along the lake shoreline as if walking. At this time felt a bit like Jules. Jules Verne described in the book that just returned from Richmond to escape the press.
The wind here can be really big, shining in the sun can feel cold even under. At this time the lake is no longer as we arrived only on showing a monotonous gray-blue, with patches of clouds have been the strong winds to blow away in northern Tibet, as if the lid covering the lake above the clouds, hangs out of a crack, a strands of difficult to detect by means of the sun, eventually I'll never appeared in an unforgettable sight, from the dark sky in a beam like the sun shot hit the lake on the sparkling lake seems to have been lit in general, and slowly the metamorphosis of five colors. Close to the lake water is transparent, look inside is light green, dark green, blue and green, sky blue, indigo sky, and then seamlessly. The distance silver mountains of snow Nyainqentanglha a round and round to the formation of several Piaoqi vortex in the air, adding to a little bit to the lake surrounded by the mystique.
I continue to walk forward. The scene here is so strange, close to the Peninsula, located in the central horizontal strip of a hill, not too high above there are many caves, some penetrating mountains, and some unpredictable. Mountain front is a large expanse of rock and sand like the Gobi Desert, and Chen, above, there is a punta a punta sand grass, forward is the gravel beach, as always, patted the lake shore.
At that time, the entire shore, and, until this half of the island, I am only one person. Walk walk and see the spectacular scene. Close to the shore, four points, according to Mani Dui huge square, the top being a fan of the Mani unify. Under the fluttering in the wind blowing the sound of. I harbored feelings of fear, awe akin to a step by step towards moving into the Mani array. Maybe someone else will think I am exaggerating, but you really place in them, you will feel. Gobi Desert in general are located on the shore of this huge Mani Dui, blue lake seemed to have a life, Smart, strange, for her prayer monument toward the waves rushing in, like her mother about what to pat the child's body let him fall asleep quickly.
I kneel on the shore, took this memorable scene --- Namco expression. When I close in the largest Mani Dui, looking at the colored lake, suddenly created a kind of vertigo, imagined exposure to the lake, with eyes to see one of the mysteries, like the origin of life. Bottomless lake, though very transparent. Plateau lakes real life, when the lake come to you, you can feel her and talk to you, tell her sad. That is the feeling of the moment. I do not know is due to get too excited, or the reasons for the wind, eyes filled with tears. Can not be made that can only realize that, or immersive feeling of the atmosphere.
In the lake, I photographed a lot of pictures, but I am 100% sure, photographs can not show the beauty of her case.
Night sleeping in a small lakeside house, where there is no night lights, only candles. Outside the dark, reaching not see five fingers, and the wind and rain. So originally planned to go to Namco Star program had to cancel.
Doing nothing, they can not write diaries, eating becomes the only other addition to the pleasure of chatting. I used some small gifts and carry with a restaurant next to the Tibetan people for a bit of instant noodles, a pot of boiling water, a few chilled cucumber, tomato, and co-partner to a real candle light dinner. Want to know, where water is actually due to the high altitude, at best, is the hot water, but also a pot of 15 yuan. So when I heard that the Tibetan boss asked me to the kitchen randomly, but also saw fairly fresh vegetables, a bit like when you almost fell into a bucket filled with peach mice.
I came out, he stopped me, pointing to a washbasin hard-cooked lamb frozen state, said, "This, you do not," I do not know how to indicate to eat, he carry knives, "wind," to cut a large mouth chewing; take a look at crop mixture of ice, dust the meat, or declined.
Next day morning, the lake has been under the rain. A driver ran over to let me go to him as an interpreter that they have to return, and knocked at the door, without moving, control him, and pushed the door forward, three French Foreign Babes bare white arm, rubbing eyes, struggling up, I rely on, but also undress sleeping, race really is different. To 10 points for a long time, subside, but also ran out photos of some phase. Our car was the last to go from the lake.
Halfway Driving through grassland, after a snow-capped mountains along the winding road, like a fairyland in which exposure to general, not tell the sky the earth, a really clean Pak Mong Mans. In the middle of the road to stop, step on thick to the soft snow without shoes on, feeling真爽. We are really playing so he took a pinch snow snow battle. Slightly hectares, the sky Piaoqi the snow. You tried at an altitude of about 5000 meters in the ice and snow wearing a T shirt and roll feelings, right? This is really "fast rubbed me something wild in the snow."
Return to the middle of Damxung County, we Qu Letang Yangbajain geothermal areas. Where the geothermal water from the pools is not necessarily clean, swimming pool facilities, not necessarily comfortable, but when you looked at the blue sky when backstroke behind relying on snow-capped mountains, I dare say, this is the most luxurious feeling. Unfortunately, time is running out, we do not in this to enjoy.
Dealers halfway through, the two brothers look like a group of Tibetans to catch a long-haired, black and white yak at Bristol on the green pasture grazing, we immediately halted, that the Americans Jay and I jumped off a quick photo on the location to find . Finally photographed near yak, and watching the Tibetan red ribbon tied around his waist, I am almost certain that this picture can not be wrong, but is not a reversal film, nor is NIKON (I'm N faction), Jay seemed to hear the words of my heart, like patting him on the leather have been Mochuan, body bare old NIKON brass music at me, it is estimated proud of this kid shot. That is called TAHKAO small Japanese see us enjoying themselves, but also contain himself, like a toy like that with his small-JI-BA tender of a camera. As for the big-eyed girls and looked like Mickey Mouse in Northeast Japan, Niu light stretching in the car.
This is the September 12, 13 (Sun, Mon) travel.
September 10, 11, strolling in the city of Lhasa, buy some souvenirs. Bajiao Street is really busy, all kinds of folk handicraft wares. My eyes pretty soon, not enough, of course, the Tibetan beauty is one of the reasons. Surprisingly, Tibetan men and women, many of which are grown very in line with our Shuainan beauty standards, do not see the TV as usual look. In northern Tibet have seen a pair of mother and daughter, though who looks more than 20 year-old mother for the block plateau Kulie half of the sun and blinded the face, but under the hood straight delicate nose, your eyes gazing ( I know why "male view of the nose, female concept of an eye" of the), thin eyebrows, one can imagine the next scarf is absolutely beautiful alien face, that is also a beautiful little girl grew up. However, in the living environment of northern Tibet, the appearance does not make sense, may be the biggest long-cherished wish is that they like living in the hinterland of the majority of Tibetans in Tibet, as in lifetime pilgrimage to Lhasa's Potala Palace. For those of us travelers do, just a few hours after a stop. Human HO Sai? Some of the letter life, and in this piece of land can not help you do not want.
September 9, that is, the day after I went to Lhasa, and went to the Potala Palace, Jokhang Temple. 10 minutes walk from the auspicious day on its way. I began to have been his speech with the companion and asked, what time to ah, Echo softly next to me a mean, the rise of Yi Qiao, like painting a picture of the same headline, the magnificent Potala Palace on the corner, white red two-color, like floating in the air, in the clear blue sky against the background of eye-catching, spectacular.
In what way microform landscape, Chengde Potala Palace, even if the shape of a small, still no real acting, there is no Tibet, silhouetted against the sky.
The more to go deeper look inside the Potala Palace, the greater the half before transferring to half. Palace long light butter everywhere to make the atmosphere even more mysterious religious, strong. I wish the Potala Palace where the Paba Lacan, bless my family, my friends and family. It is said the Tibetan Wishing the most spiritual place.
The afternoon went to the Jokhang Temple, where incense very wang, can be seen everywhere kowtowing to turn Tibetan Monastery. Echo and I also had to turn back with the Tibetan Monastery, the switch from scratch to end by the cylinder. Legend, this can also be transferred through the tube they have had some merit.
Tomorrow, I will leave Tibet by. From September 8 to the present day, a week, skimming over the surface to walk Lhasa, northern Tibet.
My colleagues have a cell phone text message: "The fish on the water that you can not see my tears, because I am in the water, but the water for fish, said, no, I can feel your tears because you are in my heart."
I think I will come.
1999.9.14 12:23 am
Day of Tibet Lasa Ji 207 room hotel
Author: JBHANS
