"Tibetan language records the impression that can not be, it is a spiritual baptism, is far from the Shangri-La on earth."
- Notes from author
Left Beijing for Chengdu, more than 10 days, and suddenly want to go to Tibet, do not know why its own line of Tibet, do not know whether to go before there can adapt to the environment and life. Learned from a variety of media information is on Tibet, such as difficulty breathing, mountain sickness, wild yak, no man's land, tsampa, temples, and highland barley wine and so on. Perhaps in order to get rid of feelings of depression, perhaps because not suited for leisure Chengdu, gloomy, and perhaps where the impression has been a brave yearning place. Gods, the sun, the beautiful Everest, so Shannian between the pilgrims who feel pregnant, then the "courage" to fly to Lhasa.
A total of Ga from the airport to Lhasa, nearly two-hour drive, the eyeful of blue sky, white clouds and bright sun. Brahmaputra clear the source of the oasis dotted valleys, a few yaks wander from time to time during the cattle of the Tibetan children lazy sitting on the grass, hands wittingly or unwittingly, waving to passing cars. This scenario so used to seeing the city with busy people, indifferent faces, crowded traffic, and dark sky, I feel very shocked, shocked not only the eyes and soul.
To Lhasa is at noon, the sun on top of the head. Cloud is so white, it seems that close to me. The sky is always blue, and this is a true blue, and I said to myself.
Long live the famous eight-school, lunch to go online Gonglue presented at the backpackers bar, eating a Tibetan yogurt and beef pie. And then hold down the hearts of the impulse, following argument on the Gong Lue started lying in bed, in order to overcome altitude sickness. Although the sunny window, temperature, and Chengdu similar, but the room is very cool, although no air conditioning. Pedestrians and vehicles along with the noise downstairs, I actually fall asleep quickly and sleep to leave Beijing has been one of the most delicious sense.
Waking up is 20:30, "night" is the name for the mainland, where it is still sunny. Lying in bed, looking out the window blue sky, my mind kept telling myself I come, Tibet!
Activities Activities downstairs not feel any abnormalities, can not help but have great confidence in their own body. Dinner Gong Lue is still on the recommended "Lydia restaurant", but it is about 9:00, when many people waited more than an hour and a half grid. Eating rice only to find out I do not know when the sun gone down. In the eight studies where the Beijing Long Road on the random walk around and found the night here, and domestic medium and small cities do not make any difference, the sellers will have gathered a lot of pedestrians, in particular, must be careful manpower tricycle, "the driver" more is not going to bell, fast When your behind, suddenly soon as whistle blowing, Haide you know what to do. Occasional extension of street beggars, give a dime you can, will be very polite to you say "le." Three days later, as a "Sagadawa Festival", which is the traditional "poor Festival", so I decided the next day to a bank to Quhuan some money in order to give alms to those poor Tibetans.
The next day was the sun through the window sun woke up, because yesterday, felt good, all decided not to rest in the morning to visit the Potala Palace. To the Potala Palace Square, by the need to inquire about booking know, an hour before they can go up. Standing in terms of the Potala Palace Square, in the backdrop of blue sky and clouds looked very spectacular, saying that glorified not be overstated, but this is only appearance, went to the wall is the real glory of gold. With those of a tour guide, and turn, from the Red Palace (the Dalai Lama's stupa-based) to the White House (the Dalai Lama's political activities engaged in Buddhist activities and the location), some confused and disoriented, very Abdallah Palace's long history, as well as the deposition of Tibetan culture is so thick. I have always been non-religious, but also the face of the sacred Buddha, promised a long-time dream in mind.
Jokhang Temple is a sacred place of Tibetan Buddhism, a long history of 1,300 years of history, is the oldest temple in Lhasa. However, the front of the Jokhang Temple is very strong business climate, the famous Barkhor Street is here, exactly the route around the Jokhang Temple and transiting through the week. Turning the believers and the bustling crowd to buy something, a bit crowded. Here you can see a lot of Tibetan and other body length knock heads, said to have a lot of people from distant places all the way knock over, after a few years, their pious moved me. Many Tibetans here, selling handicrafts, such as knives and Thangka. The tourists come here to buy a lot of things, but also a considerable number of foreigners. Hawkers were also very smart, this business can improve their life, but it will eat into their hearts, I am afraid only the Buddha only know. Bought a two horn combs, to 40, 20 transactions. Back to the hotel room to listen to people talk about the same, each money that can be talked about 8, it seems a little down the middle kind of a hack.
Rented bicycles hanging in Lhasa city, it was found yesterday in Lhasa impression confined to Beijing East Road and Barkhor. Go Jiangsu Road, mother hot road, national road, etc. I know La Sabi imagined more modern, clean and tidy streets, skyscrapers, Jokhang Temple before a commercial pedestrian street of Wangfujing in Beijing and Chengdu, like the Chun Xi Road, Tibetan medicine is based mainly on selling. Large-scale shopping malls, McDonald's, supermarket, there are restaurants around the country flavor, especially for multi-Szechuan Restaurant. There are also many cafes on the street, but more expensive Internet access charges, most of 5 yuan per hour.
Ramoche Temple and the Sera Monastery can be free riders, Sera's identified through worth a look, but where the monks man of legendary charity, knowing that you do not buy a ticket and will not rush you go. In addition Sakya Monastery is the most worthy of comparison to the place where little is known as known as the Dunhuang. In particular, a small South Temple, an old two monks, tempered, honest, where beautiful murals without tickets can be visited (of course, to get two master's approval), if speculative, and they talked about, but also allows you to free photo. This is in North Temple is to make money, camera 30 yuan, 3,000 yuan camera range. Therefore, the importance of popularity here is self-evident.
Read, read, became a running account on, it is time they had more time to study.
二. East Meets West that wooden measures to get up early to go ride the bus when the male, many people Fortunately in the last row of empty seats there. Along the way some overcast days, it seems that medicine rain. "The road is very good Well," "This is the Qinghai-Tibet Highway, is the best highway in Tibet has" incurred to himself next to one of my MM (these are called MM) talk to each other. This side note, I had actually also a backpacker, a 20-year-old Southern girl (accent is obviously Guangdong Putonghua). Converse with the original wood is also to measures that would gladly accompany peers. Fine chat up, the original was actually a senior "Mix", Hunan Hengyang people, the resignation of the way from Shenzhen to Chengdu, Sichuan-Tibet line to go on foot Medog, Tibet has been two weeks, and plan the new line to Tibet, Xinjiang, Qinghai, Xi'an and so on. Listen to, and then take a look at her body a bit weak, I could not help a bit worried. Hey, I was afraid of what heart, perhaps Lianxiangxiyu? Are also some envy and a little jealous of it, now think of it.
Damxung County town had dinner at noon, we went to the city side of a bridge ride. MM equipment to see more than than I, I was asked several times that she took a packet, have been refused a smile, finally, I was adamant in her tent and sleeping bags added to my back.
Go to that little wooden car measures, finally come to an off-road vehicles have seat six persons, could not be squeezed. Have a van, it was chartered travel agents, tour guides refuse to take. I sigh Renxinbugu may also not be helped. MM Daoshi peace of mind that she was riding along the way, this kind of thing is often encountered. Days is still very cloudy, as if rain is coming. I am afraid I can not catch it before dark wooden measures, therefore, and the tractor driver with the good road to take us to the pass, giving 80. So we sat inside the vehicle tractor, bump up the forward, because it is on road construction tractor, it has not stopped at checkpoints, saving 40 yuan tickets, cost-effective. 向那wood the way measures are dirt roads all the way above sea level on the rise, roadside sometimes falling rock and landslides, making I have been very nervous. Rain has finally fallen down, is the Snow Grains, small and powerful, hit your face a bit of pain. Steal a glance observation of MM, rather being in the valley to enjoy the kinds of streams, I also put on a set like a God Xian Qi.
By Flanagan La Pass, 5200 meters above sea level where the driver said that the rest are all downhill, you can go on the. Pass winds are great, but the snow has stopped, looked monastery is surrounded, that measures like wood from us very close, although the sky is still covered with clouds, but the crystal of the lake and pass fresh air is still made me feel a kind of unquenchable impulse, heart rate is rising, perhaps the reaction to the altitude, but spiritual touch is hard to describe.
From the pass to the lake, seemingly close, in fact, there are nearly 30 kilometers of the road. I and MM loading along the way if a lot of MM, as chat and makes the trip and knew it very difficult situation. Halfway to heaven gradually sunny, the sky appeared a breathtaking blue. Take nearly 5 hours, at 20 o'clock number, and finally reached the mysterious wood that measures Tashi Peninsula Lake.
The sky is blue, water is blue, the clouds are white, Nyainqentanglha is white, the color here freezing, I feel like being in a pure and tranquil world, although not that prostrate worship of believers, but still be able to listen to to quiet the voices heard, in addition to my heart, there is a sound of life can not be conveyed in words.
Everywhere is the scenery, how many films are not redundant. Under the sunset of that wood measures become somewhat restless, sparkling, and occasionally a few birds facing the sunset considerable fly, raise their cameras when we come to realize that it is backlighting. "La Xia and solitary snipe soar, the lake total length Tianyi color," I played up, shaking his head and singing, attracted MM cast envious eyes, my heart is one of the movement.
Eat dinner sitting on the lake, the sun has completely fallen Hill has. Increasingly large wind up, we decided to open the Tibetan side of the tent camp hotel, coincidentally is our tent turned out to be the same brand. As the wind, camp was very laborious, I have no more experience, but Da Xiashou, I really do not know if I myself, whether it can handle the. Not being seduced by the wind blown tents to run, or to live in a hotel in the Tibetan people. And MM speaking, MM is just a smile.
The night sky is still pure, the moon is close to reunion, about 15 of the Lunar New Year approaching bar. In the absence of the interference of city lights, the stars seem exceptionally bright, but also large, seem to raise their hands removable. "Galaxy!", MM Talk to say. My heart suddenly Yi Chan, Galaxy, oh, I have not seen for many years the Milky Way? I am looking at the sky blankly's like traveling back a few stars as a child.
"The wind is really a great night sleep a person will certainly be cold" MM seemed to say to yourself, my heart tremble again.
"... ..."
"What are you thinking?"
"Hey, you okay, there are two sleeping bags, I will suffer, ah," I do not know whether the answer.
"... ..."
"No earlier, I Xianshui, and see you tomorrow." Very dark days, and do not see the MM expression.
"Well, See you tomorrow." I nono to say.
I still sat in the wind, heart rate about 130 times I think. Change the distance Nyainqêntanglha black ax ax, and like a black-guard guard kept trained on the two wooden measures, and our tent trembling in the wind. Also looked at a Milky Way, but no knowledge of astronomy can not find those two across the stars. "The wife at home and be able to see Milky Way Well?" I suddenly thought of. The message by sending back, but discovered that there are no signals, but bitterly back to the tent.
Accompanied by off-balance the wind, although feel a little cold, but surprisingly good sleep.
MM wake up the next day was, and almost missed the sunrise. Dawn in that wood and soft measures for restoration of tranquility. As the sun rises, the lake from blue into green, which have come with the sky blue. Nyainqentanglha mountain peak in the morning light suffused with golden yellow, as if MM shy face. MM just concentrate on taking pictures, I did not talk too much.
I found a stay of tourists in hotels, and finally got a car can take a person, I'll give MM said that she leave, I walk back to when hung, and then ride back to Lhasa. She seemed to hesitate a bit, but not too much finding a way out. An appointment at the Institute of eight Lang surface.
Car starting, I lingered for a moment alone in the lake will bring the chocolate to give the Tibetan children. To them by the fire will waste incineration, in order that they took the picture, I also went to the Okanagan la. Has become a long road back, and fortunately encountered the afternoon, Mr. Zhang came from the Qinghai-Tibet Railway line Zijia travel, good-hearted people got on me all the way back to Lhasa, halfway to the second Yangbajain, geothermal has not seen spewing, only the Housing hot springs baths and a covered open-air bathhouse is required before they can Jiaoqian bath. Do not worth mentioning.
Lhasa is at night, MM has not lived in eight Lang school, I went to an auspicious hotel asked us not in, and then to other hotels want to ask, I suddenly remembered that we should have left no phone! Depressed for a long time, ate dinner walk to the Potala Palace Square, but also expect to be occasional. Look up to the night of Abdallah, the hearts come to realize, Buddha: parting are the edge, why should never forget? Still sleep soundly at night, there's still the dream wife smile.
Third, embrace, and MM with Everest had intended to ride to the Everest, but now had to find someone on the post, with chartered go.
Will be accompanied by a pair of couples from Shantou to and from Chengdu, the relationship between a pair of unknown men and women as well as from Xiamen, Mr. Wang. Cars starting early, out of Airport Road will be along a dirt road, there have been sections of road, he drove very slowly, no more than 25 kilometers per hour and the bumps very powerful. Out of Lhasa began the mountain, the mountain vegetation, rare, cars circled the previous one hand, they had 100 meters deep gorge, desolate stretch of the mountain side, Chengdu woman started to complain that the past should not be afraid, and no beautiful mountains and rivers of Sichuan. I wanted to argue, but I think the next few days to be together, also enduring. In fact, left the city, reinforced concrete, neon gorgeous dancing, into which the boundless vast Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, board life, a new elevation, Is it not worth it? This view though bleak, but not the carving is not Zhuo, non-correction is not decorated, should not worthwhile to go to appreciate it? Say that there are basins Sichuanese sense, maybe yes.
Yang Zhuo Yong way through the measures, although the beauty of wood but and that measures had been that close contacts should be less compared with the sheep, lake a bit. A mistake La Pass 5220 meters above sea level, streamer fluttering, the Holy cause arises spontaneously from the bottom of my heart. Card if the pull magnificent glaciers, of which a large gap, the driver said, according to the movie "Red River Valley" to blow up when shot, the modern media the destruction of the natural distressing.
Gyantse is a relatively affluent places in passing, where baiqoi monastery is a must-have known pagoda 10000. Buddhism in their hearts, but I was so shallow that only a cursory, not impressed.
Zong Hill Monument I visited about a careful, here are the Tibetan people against the British in 1904 the main battlefield. Year more than a thousand Cangbing and local people to use guns, broadswords and spears against the enemy several times already and finally even the lamas in the temples also plunged into the brutal war of defense. Finally, in addition to a dozen Cangbingtiaoya escape, the rest all died. "Red River Valley" broadly drawn to this story.
Shigatse is the first day of the residential land, here is the second largest city in Tibet. Star hotels a lot, we have put many choose to live in San Kang Hotel, standard room 120. Here sensual pleasures, entertainment, do not know, after the Qinghai-Tibet Railway Working through Tibet, it will become such a city. The next day visit the Tashilhunpo, at the gate surrounded by a group of children begging, each a dime to actually quit, it's still wrapped link, and after several twists and turns, each made a piece of chocolate was able to get away with a wet blanket is very . Later, in Lazi county also met a group such as beggars, indeed, give me a bad impression. In fact, most of the beggars is still good, and some only of students in the school of the road, pedestrians are not asking for, such people will take the initiative to give these pencils and other stationery items, they tend to be some shy, honest to you and I will be a little shy feeling. Only those cities and tourist spots, where some of the perennial Division too, but also by the commodity economy.
The next day live in Tingri, a stroll after dinner, she ran a group of playing children. Primitive sites, clothing worn, but does not affect their enthusiasm. Think of the poor performance of those players who, according to people like me to give them, and bought a football to send with them, do not want them to become stars, but to increase their happiness only some of the content. Tingri night quiet and cool, think tomorrow we should see the cherished Everest, and there are excited about a bar called fascinated.
Early morning departure, the weather is still good, glad the hearts of a while. At a distance of 70 km Everest Everest pass into the distance, as if Tingting girls, the head cover a white veil. Reached the Rongbuk Monastery, Everest still being shielded with a thin cloud, the goddess of my heart, really shy as people say it is not easy people to see your appearance? Shantou, said his wife and Chengdu, both men and women reacted strongly to the plateau is no longer up the. Mr. Wang decided to continue upward and I arranged to meet tomorrow's rendezvous back at the Rongbuk Monastery. We are carrying luggage to the camp, 7 km away embarked. All the way from time to time encounter carriage of tourists and foreigners on foot. On both sides of the road is the weathering of the mountains, there is no snow, no vegetation, rugged rocks, the formation of Everest snowmelt creek clear bottom, some scattered green valley, a few yak spread during the period accompanied by blue sky and white clouds, as if exposure to painting.
Turn the several Road ridge, with the elevation on Mount Everest has become increasingly clear to the mountaineering base camp, looked up, white clouds slowly drift to the beautiful goddess has finally revealed the mysterious face. The face of this lucky moment, three cheers of several tourists, taking pictures, I actually afford to stand there, thinking seems to solidification. I performed poorly in the sanctity and beauty portrayed her, feel that any rhetoric are superfluous. Who is said to come here, 10 is it that you do not see her real 7 Yen. Today, I am so lucky that you do to my reward pious? Is to adhere to over the years I do love awards? If this world really divine, then that moment, I might really feel her presence. In front of her, I can hardly control their emotions and fluctuations, have never been so sacred and solemn, in the face of the white goddess of the sky overhead was blue sky, the wonderful thing is the beautiful goddess posture tall and straight, and then below, is a slowly drift with the clouds, white clouds below, is the endless mountains stretching, showing a touch of warm yellowish brown and rich red tone, bring out the goddess of the Ching and refined. Foot of the mountain, a few tourists like me, though cheered, they appear to be so tiny and kitsch. My heart seemed to burst into song, "Qomolangma" melody, that melody and rhythm with the heart rotating, jumping, ascension, I am intoxicated at her feet:
Everest towering in the human mind you you are standing in the blue sky, you use the sun tending Gesang Hua love you to the moon rose above the United States, I think about pop-up Himalayan magic Xian Zi think you do not talk with the old love, then I love you Qomolangma Everest into the hearts of your loved ones a dream you laughing at you in highland Tibet Xinjiang detract from the fact that the sun shining righteousness Guanghua you use a warm breeze blowing over the earth mother, I would like to stir up the pot warm for you Zhuang Xian-a pure white hada dedicated to you Everest Everest holy ... ...
Author: xfk88
