There are so a doggerel, the original word I do not remember. The only ones to play this:
"Danba girl, Shiqu Han, tower of public grassland, Litang horse."
In fact, the girl Shiqu tower of public horse ... ... the same. In a walk, where the girl is not the United States, where the buttered tea is not good?
Litang beauty, how to say?
Like his previous life, have a unfulfilled love, this life, by his warm embrace.
(A) town:
Small town high elevation of 4,000 meters at the entrance read, "World High City."
Small town is very warm, regardless of the wind or the sun.
May noon, wearing a thin sweater laid down in the midday sun, golden warmth. Suddenly, the snow Piaoqi a translucent crystal beads. Yingying snow crystal beads in the golden sunlight dance. The entire town went into the fairy tale.
From early morning to the afternoon, the sun can not resist the warm temperature, body skin is a layer to uncover from the down jackets and sweaters to T shirt. Just when you complain about the excessive enthusiasm, suddenly wind comes up, you complain about the sun was disappearing without a trace. Such as the order of all the skin and then paste is good, has been the wind could not find the north, where Jin Zhao chill the bones.
A very casual town, from morning to night, the sun filled with people. There are leisure for the elderly, there are business Kham guy doing Chinese caterpillar fungus, to the golden light of evening, just when there is a temple wearing Seng Fu monks across the motor kept playing on the phone Shaonian Lang.
Small town is very rich, alpine Cordyceps, grasslands of the cattle and sheep, underground hot springs, Kham's guy, the beautiful Gaoyuanhong, a little town high people jealous.
Town beautiful,
The new road, a long slide in Tibetan house neat gorgeous show of wealth and beauty of the town.
The traditional villages, the deep alleys, patchwork Tibetan room, and makes a recounting the ancient story. Dalai Lama to VII from King Gesar.
VI Dalai Lama once said:
"White crane, please lend me wings. Do not fly far away to Litang around in circles on the back."
Dalai Lama VII was born in Litang on. That cabin neighbors, that is a sub-washed Nima.
(B) Litang people (1) Asia Chong first met Nima Nyima, is in the evening. The sun was down, I and several large nose, wearing a thick down jacket walking in the street. The beginning of the night down inside are not clear about the pedestrian street. Face came a figure, suddenly, on playing the greeting in English to us.
Very authentic English.
At that moment, on the freeze-frame into the memory of a photograph: a Nyima, holding basketball, wearing a pair of shorts, faced with a group of us dressed stuffed.
Since then, in my memory, Nyima has been wearing an empty flower engrave a short-sleeved black T-shirt, no display to show off the beauty of his health.
11-year-old living Buddha as the home, with the brothers, uncles home from Lhasa, Litang go. Away for two years.
Also along with his brother climbed over snow-capped mountains to India. , Where stayed for nine years.
"I am very naughty, unlike his brother who quietly practice Buddhism in the temple. I Beizhao Bao, wandering around. Gone more than half of India. Back to the brother's side still can not quiet. Brother had to let me go home."
Back to Litang, he is still wandering around, until one day, met a group of foreigners. Litang the original there is still such people,
Foreigners eye, put his Lindao Zhongdian, became an international guides.
In addition to 22-year-old started talking a little bit half-baked outside the Chinese, English, Kham Tibetan, Lhasa Tibetan, Hindi, do as the river flows like.
Because of SARS, from Zhongdian to go home on vacation.
Sat in his cabin a ride, very interesting. The roof of a small loft, the sun gently photos coming. Very Tibetan home, the walls adorned with Indian movie stars and football stars photos, tape recorders inside the United States stood Country songs. From time to time, have friends come to chat with him to discuss the matter with spring tour.
It blossoms in May days, to bring tents, bring food, one that is out for a week. They are called "Bazi playing."
Hut there are a lot of albums, see them playing in the prairie Bazi, various festivals. Horse Racing Festival, festival tents, costumes dance festival.
Their life is like that.
Nyima, the young are in the meadow, the day playing Bazi, drill tent at night. In a small town in the morning to sleep in the afternoon to play basketball, dancing at night.
Nima's older brother again assemble a new house.
Old Building of the hall there is a photo of their father, in a fine horses, horse riding festival is where to sing that song "My heart Kham guy yo."
Each time out, they say "and then playing", neither too warm, but also, very cordial. So, I put where the masters, each time you want to drink buttered tea time went.
Nyima In describing his own story, not always say "I" but the "homeless."
Parted when Nima said, "You should not like me wandering." I laughed. "I can do?"
(2) cloud tangi Ker Monastery in the village hall before the steps, the golden sun is a red. House of lamas wears students are taking a break, waiting for lunch. Tibetan Buddhism has always been ignorant where silly, sitting in their midst, also casually chatting, they do not all speak Chinese. We, like the shadow under the sun is not aware of manner changes the. Suddenly find ourselves sitting around the GU into a small circle, circle the center of a young monk. Meiqingmuxiu, a standard Putonghua. He doubts down my ideas and talk about the Buddha's story. His calm tone of voice, fluent thinking, language, beautiful, so I surprised them with his face goes on too young is not a whole? He came from where, I am a little forgotten.
He said that every time he returned home, but also to lecture his disciples home. So, where he is a teacher. Here, he was still a student. He wanted to go to Lhasa, was a student. He hoped that the future is a teacher, here, at home, or, in the more distant places.
(3) Qu Qu grant awarded invited us to his house guest.
He is also a long youthful Cole Lama Temple, but every day return to their homes.
He invited the grounds cool: "Our family has 80 yaks, but also a white yak."
When I turn these words to those of several foreign donkey listen to, they could not believe. "See the white yak, but blessed the people, ah!" Moreover, where there is such a big house, you can put 80 yak?
Qu batch say, "You look at night, will know."
7:00 appointment. At 7:00 on May plateau, daylight is still lit, and slowly, the dark go, yaks are on the home. Is the house that before the courtyard, yaks are or legislate or lying, filled the entire courtyard.
"White, white," and that foreigners were excited, as is the the ribbon.
But the face of music groups entertain our yak meat and yak butter tea, they do not me so excited. They can only go to Szechuan Restaurant eat "Chinese food", they do not eat, "Tibetan meal."
For me, the taste of the plateau is the most beautiful butter tea.
Butter tea, individual parts of taste different. But of course, every time, then both hands in his hands, was a bowl of warm swell is the most fragrant.
(4) The kids all right, I went to school kids.
Schools have to wait for the parents of students in school. They said that "SARS period, keep visiting the classroom. You probably get into."
I said, I was in the playground to stand as a destination.
On the blackboard, poster on all the leaflets on SARS prevention and treatment. A large shining white.
I'll find a side to sit down, look at the kids physical education.
Less than two minutes, he was surrounded by kids. Enough talk on the playground, was again Liantuo Dai Yedao classroom. Until lesson in geography class, exchanged stories of home, but also an exchange of native songs, only then dispersed.
After school, they can not refuse the enthusiasm was brought to the mountains. , Where the scenery of Litang Jinxian fundus. Bazi is turn green in spring, the ancient city of villages and young together. , Where is their holy mountains, where is their racecourse, where is their power plants, where is their water plant, where their hot springs, where is their villages. They pointed to there, there, there, let me over and over again and sighs.
Under Te-shan, also met a group of cultural centers in the county to wait on a ballet class in front of children.
Thus, from the Tibetan dance ballet jump, from the Jordan to the Flying Swallow, any one topic, have been a rather dramatic interpretation. From Speaking of laughing, even singing with a dance.
The children's share of clever wit surprise me.
They are very like the exchange, active, lively and generous manner of speech, and discourse can often take from their parents, where they come from Tibetan subtle humor.
They are not familiar with the outside world a little.
Most of the time, I do not say, but listening to them.
Only faint smile and gently without any exaggerated laughter can be the laughter of children and child language submerged, were infected into a laugh.
Sun is warm, and we laughed red horizon, the clouds, laughter trembled the whole street.
(5) Girls High City, the hotel everybody pretty girls. Among them were one by us called "A-Mei" is Zhang Hui-mei has.
Small town so small, only a few foreigners in a piece of ass all Cou. Fast separate night, sitting in the lobby chat. Girls began to select their own idol. From my perspective it does look a Han Chinese woman, it really is enough in several European handsome young man, are high enough. However, in the face of these beautiful girls, they totally not the case. By this girl hit zero, have been the girl to the perfect score. In a perfect score here, and in the end there is a zero. One by one scan over,笑翻了. Man who sat very seriously to correct "is not Prince Charming is a white yak prince."
Author: westowhere
