Sweden and the Qinghai-Tibet
To Sweden after the friends separated by vast oceans of the first question is:
Sweden, like how?
I suddenly have a hint of melancholy, casually, should be the sentence:
That's OK, that is a bit of air and water clean, like, like the modernization of Tibet.
But we thought that a good environment in Sweden it can be compared with the purity of the Tibetan Plateau, and now think of it is also too far-fetched.
Yes, the Swedish natural environment all over the world can be considered as first-class perfect: quiet and clean lakes, mountains touching the handsome woodlands and prosperity, while the blue sky, distant, and sometimes, like now, thick woven strands of rain drift as would be enveloped the whole world. Moreover, the Swedish people are also regarded as gentle and civilized, the kind of fear that you do not like Sweden's fatal passion, of course, this passion, and Spain, the maiden's red dress dancing crazy dancers represented by the enthusiasm is not blowing from the same, She is implicit, is waiting for you lifted the veil of the bride, will never take the initiative to the reputation of frivolous gallantry incurred.
Qinghai-Tibet Plateau of enthusiasm, should I say it?
Easy to speak, with the blue sky, the same was a mess is pure air and water, in the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, my heart dance with the Spanish girl's enthusiasm, as if to ignite and the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau dormant for a thousand years of fire. And now my heart, but like the burn of the wick, quiet stage of the V in the lights.
Swedish friends listened to said that is unfair, saying that I am prejudiced, but if the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau in front of Sweden, perhaps I would have enthusiastic, like I like when the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. I do not know what to say and think, said:
My friend, have a chance to go and see you go to Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.
Perhaps this is my insistence, and I insist on what? Do I have to chase? That until now I still can not clear up things?
I think, perhaps, now is not an answer, when it can only be explained. Like some people live to die, do not know for what in this life - though I'm sure I would not be so useless that time, but now there is Tao question put in front of me, forcing himself to think the right answer a.
Friend said: You Zhen Lei, and his own life difficult, why? Not that bike do?
Sometimes think, is such ah, the simple act only, no need to study at the end of the Root of the Matter, and made life such as research universities like asking, calling such people also suspected to have followed Freud is suspect. In fact, I knew that and so there is no wisdom, I just wanted to collate finishing happened in the past few months, like wash your face, like a good school to go clear.
Chase
When I set foot on the Tibetan plateau, I did not realize what they are doing;
When the Northwest Kuang beautiful scenery surrounded me, I have not thought clearly this is not what I really want to see things;
When I was standing in front of the Potala Palace, opening their eyes, I still did not meet in their own tracks due to
- All at a loss and a loss, are derived from an unknown:
And when I read it all chasing the end.
In other words, I have not thoroughly understand what they want when chasing, I have been driving up the wheels of their own at the foot of mad chase, and for a target is not even clear the so-called expectation or desire?
A friend told me: go to Tibet, to find your love bar! I hope this will enable me be clear about the objectives pursued, but, why is the love of Tibet if the Garden of Eden? I live in my love, and among those who love me whether it is more likely to find my love? Why do we give a big circle around far away riding more than 1000 kilometers to the distant roof of the world to find the so-called UV-C radiation is no way of love is not pure? Case? Really love the purity of the so dependent on the natural environment can exist? Love is not detached from the sanctity of the material exist? If she is by air and water, determine the extent of their own purity, it was not too sad, I can only hope to commit themselves to their love of glass bottles in the laboratory, only there was likely to remain close to 100 percent purity. In fact, I am also longing for the natural purity and perfection, but I refuse to demand the beautiful environment did not belong to the fruits of her garden - if I indeed do it, it will end like the eating of the Garden of Eden Apple Eve the same?
Well, Well, a friend of my in-depth reflection abhorrence, only asked me:
Is that you decide to do, you understand why we always want to do this, right? You do not know the answer, who knows? You do not always ask other people to eat their morning and a few wonton, right?
Is the youngest, indeed I can not ask of others, the answer can only be in their own hearts, but the sinking, seeking only to thump thump of the rhythm of the heart jump has ever told me what it wants in the end? Perhaps it is now to blame I have not listened before, perhaps in a clear morning, when the sun had just Duodao my windowsill when it suddenly waltz jumping with excitement to the world that there is a world here and now, he like to wake up happy every day, from a moderate daily sun angles and changing the color of their eyelids naughty he can doing a simple breakfast, may be able to have a full of fried eggs, he would happily put the stomach feed;, perhaps, some days do not see the sun, as the people who reside in the Arctic Cold Night, but, as long as I know there are a kind of hope, a sun never shone on earth, one day, after all, will be adhered to in their own body hope , he would from time to time silly laughter, revealing two front teeth is not hard to see.
Perhaps the good times, I have the stone unknown beating heart did tell me, perhaps 10 years ago, autumn afternoon in the fields, perhaps the occasional copy from the shore station overlooking lifted my head the moment, or perhaps every one sunny morning?
I can not look back knowing that countless moments, only themselves to blame does not give birth to a strong mind brain, the idea of these really firmly locked in the forehead, only come to now want to ask ourselves, when suddenly with no clue of.
Well, now let me recall the quiet days of those go away, perhaps, the most realistic I could get back the original idea, now, I urgently want to know his own mind in the end are thinking at that time, and now , and perhaps well into the future.
Now, pour over the window, the present is the howling of the cold rain, Huntianande, but also a deciduous Zhiqiu season. Now, I have been what drove forward, she traveled alone to Sweden, Qiong Qiong Jie Li, in this to go away from China 10 Wan Baqian inside a foreign country?
All the way from the Tibetan plateau to Lhasa, near the city have been, I did not see a few trees, and now I have experienced God to compensate the stretch wild and do it? Put in my window is 5,6 heaven of pine trees, as well as the courtyard of rice covered with yellow leaves, cold wind swept, issued the sound of rustling and ask passers-by can not help but touch himself suspected of the T-shirt, playing one chills, secretly lamented the days of snow should come Mody.
Kuafuzhuiri
Possible, this fable about the birth I did kind of a strange idea of thousands of miles riding Qinghai-Tibet Plateau has fueled the intensification of the role of subtle. I have always been such an ambitious captivated by majestic personality, do not care about material wealth obtained by the number is not just a personal realization of how much extrinsic value, only care about themselves to achieve their promise, or to pursue with no, or there towards such a goal, Kuafu fell on the way, there are set back in regret, however, as the meaning of life, Kuafu should be achieved.
Some people may laugh him stupid, did not know Tiangaodehou, fool one.
Yes, backed up with modern scientific knowledge, we can make a joke of the behavior of the ancients are almost stupid, but, without these pioneers of the persistent pursuit of the Earth who can guarantee that today's people will not continue to monkeys fishing for the moon, again and again repetition of a mistake of those games.
I also made a fool, innocently, not to take advantage of the aircraft, there are hotels do not live there comfortably without the full tour and presentation, but why a person riding a bicycle, bring sleeping bags and tents, clothes and dry food, camera and maps, to play this crazy game Kuafuzhuiri. Do really crazy? Sometimes I ask, but a comfort to hear his own words: the so-called mad, or risk, it is quite synonymous with mover, and you, but thousands of miles for this ride to prepare a full 100 days. I have racked their brains deliberately Ye Hao Ye Hao, desperate Ye Hao Ye Hao burning his boats, I have Rujian winding, ready to go by.
I can not self-proclaimed modern braggadocio, it is required lifetime of courage and commitment, and I need to do now only used in relation to a long life for dozens of days of effort just to do a short-lived effort, perhaps then I will also return to normalcy, the same moonlight wine cup, the same day starting on the pole head To late, but I want is these several days, I have to daily Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, with my hands, my feet , my eyes and my heart.
However, this constitutes all the reasons I left it? It seems a bit shallow, though sounds great, but my heart on one side and told me: You do not braggadocio, you do not need to do braggadocio.
Is the youngest, I was myself, I do not need to do someone else or someone else's shadow for sake of myself, I should have its own interpretation, perhaps, this interpretation of the details, are there these several days of travel in?
Princess Wen Cheng
Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, why are you deliberately consider your cold wild and the history of China's most intelligent and dignified princess locked in a frame, the present to the world; put your high and steep ridges and small sinister graciousness of the woman's gentle heart of ice and snow melt together, and tells the people breathing the cold steppes of snow-capped mountains and mild flavor mixed together; Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, you are called Tibet Mody, or a thousand years ago that Tu Fan dynasty.
I did not develop a careful study of the history of the pedantic atmosphere, this, I created the illusion of this understanding. Perhaps, somewhere, there is a sound reached my heart and told me you do not want to disturb the peace in my heart.
You went to frontier mission to the Western Regions, a go to Chang'an, Guan Shan Wanli, even sings cuckoo blood, another daughter's mind sees few can pass.
You eyeful hidden bitterness, tears overflow skirts, Zhongyuan homeland, a wall Luk Lau, though Huakaihuaxie, but it can still spring as before overtaken Hong mud.
And I, a slender daughter, parents, friends have to much resigned to go to that country thousands of miles away, his shoulders, but also bear the mission of peace and diplomatic relations since then, they turn to leave the birds to spend the daughter of heaven and earth, alone to face the That Man-The weight of the Western Regions.
I was standing Riyue, staring white marble statue of Princess Wen Cheng, and she, in front of the world is always so open-minded sensible, as the front of the tenderness smile watching the East looks like.
No, she was crying, despair, the sun and the moon swords Paola to the ground, body has no more likely to go back, and Retention a sustenance miss what is the use of the sword? Fu Huang queen mother and daughter on this farewell.
She also is taking the one whose whereabouts are unknown road, in this unaccompanied Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.
Since then Bashansheshui Since then, no turning back since then nothing to worry about, From then on, the body is a Tu Fan, then them?
Ladies came rushing bear the pain of the road, Princess and take them to stay in Huangyuan, only with entourage, a few people camped kept trained on the three-year journey to continue.
Princess Wen Cheng did very helpless do? Must have it, his daughter marry early, but unlike most people, we must be parting, and lot of running around so much pain. However, she persevered, and to the Rakshasa, disseminating the Han and Tang culture, Mending Wall Li Miao, completed a Tang Dynasty, the myth of woman in the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. Tibetans are the statue of Princess Wen Cheng placed in the Jokhang Temple, from pay homage from generation to generation.
Princess Wen Cheng in my heart, not just to tell a history book on the culture of peace envoy, is the most beautiful woman on the Tibetan Plateau.
Now, I also trek in the mountains, the this road, is there any princess you are the footsteps of thousands of years ago then? My destination, whether it is in Lhasa it? I have no place Xiumiaolici possible, can I do?
Now, standing in front of your statue, I was unable to answer these questions, I can do is to continue at your own pace, perhaps, the answer lies in tomorrow, perhaps, there is simply no answer. Who knows, but I am sure that only the ride down, only to clarify a possibility.
Monument Road
Qinghai-Tibet Highway, in addition to a straight up and down direction of the occasional replacement of asphalt roads, I find it difficult to find a guide I refer to the coordinates or point of reference. So when I lost in the mountains surrounded by grassland or forward the concept of being lost when there is one thing also careful to remind me of the mileage, and that is way monument.
Qinghai-Tibet highway stretches over 3800 km, if not every one kilometer of this smoke come from a block on the road Monument - less eye quartzite from a big half of it urges is also buried in the earth, there is no stalwart of avatars, and even carved in stone on the handwriting sometimes have been covered by the wheels splashing mud and become much less conspicuous - and if there is no such a road block told the Freelander route mileage of the stone, then this journey, It would be too indiscriminate and will appear alone.
I have always been a stone lying on the bike after the handle on the numbers to chew on that monument, 2900km, 2900,2900 ... 2901,2901,2901 ... 2902, there is no bird hand in hand along the way, in addition to Lonely in the blue sky Guzi wandering I can only accompany the changing figures on the stone, sometimes accidentally miss a monument road, so mind the slightly Deng about, worried about the foot of one kilometer is not to be extended, but fortunately, the next a one kilometer , I saw a stone, ha ha, no errors have been two kilometers of the.
Km Qinghai-Tibet Road, the monument has been accompanied by wind and rain to a total, not abandoning their dismay over many years, will become a walking Qinghai-Tibet Plateau to accompany each monk's companions, can not speak, but do not give them all the time friendly advice.
When I climbed, panting, when the Kunlun Pass, and when I arrived at the hot springs hungry to depot when the station when I was desperate to enjoy under the icy hail Tanggula the taste of the time, I have to use my eyes find the location of the monument road, because, with it, I would not be lonely and timid.
There is a way the color is dull red monument, it was said, this is the year's donation of Rio Road, dyed. 10, 20 or 30 years, groups of people come to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, pioneering dream territory, or pursuit of an ideal hall. Who built many of the Qinghai-Tibet Highway collapsed, and malnutrition, lack of oxygen, cold ... ... as a brutal war, Qinghai-Tibet Plateau to pursue the ideal of people pay with their lives. Today, he also touched the bar, so the blood flowing through the local bar the next horizontal monument pay tribute to those fearless warrior.
My ear against the stone tablet on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau to listen to the pulse of the earth where there are still echoes faintly the stone-ho-phase attack issued by the reverberation of the sound of bang bang.
Qinghai-Tibet line silent stone, Gu Zi tells of a legend of one of ice and snow.
Traveling alone
In the initial journey, except for a monument, Princess Wen Cheng, as well as the occasional passing of the goshawk, in most of the time, I all alone in a long trek in the wilderness, but the ups and downs during the snow-capped mountains on both sides, when it Jasper son of reddish color pools, when but a barren desert and sandy.
The feeling is not so bad, I originally thought of the other obstacles and difficulties along the way to deal with fear of all good, except that carries it to the long lonely how can I do?
Only now found that, in fact, Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, I had never felt lonely, even in the middle of the night chill of the Kunlun mountains, or in the grasslands in depth hermit. Could it be that I alone have innate immunity? Perhaps, since I started this trip alone, my heart has already established a line of defense to prevent any and loneliness broke into words related to my mind, to disturb my travel. So I do can be looked at Princess Wen Cheng journey of a thousand miles into Tibet without unhappy and worried ran, he can appreciate the almost desperate Trinidad barren land, and my heart was still warm sunny Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.
Think of it all these years alone brigade career, perhaps I really have become accustomed to such a lonely, long, no one bother, and fell into a life status? But I know that I am from the heart to refuse such a state, I think it is caught in a habit: I have been pursuing the perfect scenery is like pursuing his love, however, very ironically, has been working want things have not got the time, but enjoy the scenery along the way to cultivate the habit.
Such explanation, determined to grow flowers and flowers do not live, has no intention of getting results inserted Liu Yin. I had not deliberately set out to travel alone, the original purpose of travel may be through the end of lonely journey, did not expect the final result is that traveling alone has become a major trend, but that has been looking for a destination or a partner has hand, have not the whereabouts of a.
This experience is not real breakdown down less, and almost from January 1, 2000 The Hill alone Goldenthal, to the next in October to wear Inner Mongolia, Xinjiang, to see the next year, followed by travels in Yunnan Province and so on and so forth. However, these alone in the world of travel time is not too long, 3,5 to 10 a few days is great, and until this time, reached its apex several days to travel those long plateau trip.
I must admit that the journey is not entirely original sense of loneliness, when you are accompanied by Princess Wen Cheng way, when you have a dull final resting place of heroes taj inspired countless cattle and sheep when you have to accompany your composition, when you have a passion The Tibetan and Chinese driver to your whistle - Although the sound is ear-piercing - this way, they are your playmates, you still feel lonely Mody?
And even, sometimes, you can find a home feel warm and comfortable, it is hidden at the far to see the old mother, waving hands to help turn the ring to invite you into the tent to escape cold, you can re-think loneliness Mody?
Lone hero
I do not know whether or not urge their lone bear!
Because every time after that I survived the Na Fu Lang Beixiang definitely not as a Yingzisashuang the bear BELLY.
The great leader Chairman Mao taught us: For the enemy, we need to strategically contempt for them, from the tactical value them. I have an absolutely be flouted, but I must admit that not enough emphasis.
Yes, I was already very concerned about their material and equipment, and from head to toe, from inside to outside, all the possible problems caused by lack of material I have everything handed to them Qi concern and preparation methods, and now think of it, I can audacity to do the wild guided the survival materials, and equipment. However, I am prepared to survive or small saw.
Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, especially in a place more than 4,000 meters above sea level, you can not simply have to call them and leave the plateau, and you must give full play to the imagination, imagine a place more than 4,000 meters, oxygen, air pressure is the plain half of the , the temperature suddenly cold and hot temperatures, wind, frost, rain and snow is what kind of interwoven.
I have planted in here any more.
Climbed over the Kunlun Pass, when the ascent is continuous 36KM, and altitude from 3500m up to 4800m or so, I naturally know that hard work is required to pay, and therefore, in this indomitable Rao driven by the conviction, I one for gas persevered - even when I suddenly realized that a good body weight a good weight of baggage, heavy to make me out of every pedal for each foot is like the moon as difficult as last nine days, 10 meters, 20 meters ... ... 10km, I am think this time, is not a great strength of revolutionary heroism, I did it, and when I was standing when the Kunlun Pass, I have not had time cheer - this time, I actually did not even hail the strength of the - I the fall of breathing difficulties, and in the heroic monument taj dull next to the roadside.
If I respected more over the plateau, to respect that more than 4000 meters of altitude, was able to reflect on their own reaction is not normal, it is possible to avoid this catastrophe - Under normal circumstances, I should not be such a big bang on top of the dash can be accomplished, Besides, in my rear tire did not know when the leak is almost deflated circumstances.
A direct consequence of this incident: Due to fatigue, I was knocked down by altitude sickness, and since then a whole week my head has been in a war-torn state, nerve function is close to exhaustion, physical fatigue level increased exponentially in multiples of I had brought with Rhodiola rosea and plateaus security because I am taking the transition effects of the medicine has been declared a temporary failure? Every night, I had shortness of breathe, in order to ensure sleep, I had a firm and painful efforts to calm the brain of the world wars, and sometimes, the situation Fangping conflict was underway, as today's situation in the Gulf off toss Teng and unremitting.
Until now I still remember that night, the remaining 100 heartbeats per minute, bang bang, as the same as beating the drum movement disorder.
The reaction time can be said that the fight against high altitude heavy fighting for my great loss, and in case of emergency use of a motor vehicle of this mode of transport - in order not to lose their lives.
If we say that a lifetime of travel I have created Unfortunately, it is that I was not able to ride the Tanggula pass, and altitude sickness began two days later, accompanied by the roar of the engine incomprehensible, I am leaning against the window, watching the ice sediment mixed with rain and hail hit the car body, issued Mimizaza voice, I and my Tanggula along with a sky full of rain and snow surrounded, drowned.
But I am still very excited, although not able to glance Tanggula handsome, but, after all, still stroking the stone Tanggula tears, said: I finally saw you, and not empty-handed, look, I was, and plateau responses together.
Do not know if being unable to ride Tanggula stimulation, I have decided to turn the mountain into the Amdo started riding on continuing, although the head still in the deep hum that sounds, but I know I can not have a sit down.
Some people sat down at the Tanggula Since then, no longer stood up. I want to continue along this road, there is no other choice, since only the road ahead is the door leading to happiness.
Failure is failure, and sometimes you have to face it, just as I arrived in the Potala Palace at the time, although there are a decent photo as the mold nostalgia, but also celebrated by a toast to the hustle and bustle, but, I know that the plateau response, You like a scar, we must remain forever in the memory of the journey. Although the look of your face is not ugly, but, in the eyes of ordinary people how terrible you are to see you always hated turned go, but I can not, because sometimes there is regret that it would have been a good thing: at least it makes me bear in mind that the door to kiss and geographical sense, it reminds me: Hey, you are not a lone hero, of course, is the lone bear you do not, you are human, not God, easy to injuries, but recovered quickly and continue to happy lives.
Be able to get a result, but also a genuineness of self, and will not get lost in the fame after the success of narcissistic arrogance of the land, it will not be some kind of superstition, arrogance of the demand driven by the power of fame and fortune, fu Fu want anything else then?
Nyainqentanglha
To combat altitude sickness, I should say that right quite large, following a full week of travel distance, I have the kinds of helplessness, as the body had been pulled out of the same foam ligaments. This situation was maintained, from the Tanggula to Amdo, from Amdo to Nagqu ...
Fanfare winding, large tracts of lush grassland and seemed to be nourishing my body, so I gradually recovered from the weakness of the state to come back, which felt most strongly in place, is when the male after the 25KM, was studying at Green Tanggula Pass.
Nyainqentanglha, like a kind of elderly, a certain sense, to re-tidy up my spirit and courage up to go shoot I felt the dust, but also gives me confidence.
Pass before arriving in Nyainqentanglha 20KM place, and I also know there was such a need to sprint pass, which is to arrive in Lhasa Kaner, elevation 4500M, then you can be easy and a way.
However, the mountain has been climbed over the difficult and lost no time appeared before my eyes, but also down to implement it? I try to accelerate, there is no breathing, physical strength seems to have no right, so I quietly grip the handlebar.
1KM, rest 1 minute, 2KM ... ... stalwart of Nyainqentanglha in my right hand side stands quietly, gazing at this Buzhihaodai young man. I suddenly wanted to converse with a kind of feeling of Nyainqentanglha, if there is the mountain god, I can hug you and Yao?
Hugh stopped several times, suddenly, I saw the streamer, and incredible, I finally hoisting the.
The joy of victory filled my body, I am disregarding all rushed toward the pass, speed, though unpleasant, but I knew I was the utmost. I do not want Nyainqentanglha before it reservations.
A miracle, I have to overcome the altitude sickness, and I can finally resorted to the strength of my body.
I am excited about the panting, looking around Nyainqentanglha peaks, I laughed and cried, I think now I never can not make the kind of expression come.
In later days, when my buddy wander about in the foot of Mount Everest, they see that I did not for a leisurely moved by altitude sickness and appears to look surprised when I smiled and said:
Years, and you talk about Nyainqentanglha story.
Droma
Dolma is a beautiful girl's name.
Tibet, a girl has a pleasant name, it is called snow lotus, there are called grasslands, there are called the cloud, but I remember alone on behalf of the beautiful girl's name: Droma.
Tibetan girls are actually more tan black, because the strong ultraviolet reasons Qinghai-Tibet Plateau; but their skin is not as black and appears to unhealthy and not beautiful, on the contrary, it is an atmosphere redolent with grass and sunshine color. Adult girls are plump, and his face is always flush with a blossoming, as well as a pair of black onyx eyes blink and tells the people think that wood measures of emotion lake.
Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is a passionate woman, and they will not shy to conceal his own passionate, and even, on the contrary, they would summon the courage to indulge in the favorite front of men singing, singing is so clear and loud, as if to an elevation of Qinghai-Tibet Plateau and the the perfect fusion of beauty to their songs go, and high-pitched and tactfully, the stunning and unexpected. They are passionate, when the juvenile intentionally long detour through the time of their flock, they would remove the body of the cup, giving him full of hot buttered tea poured. Then speak with enthusiasm.
However, they are also shy, and when the relative depending on your perspective, she suddenly became shy and teach you unpredictable, and just smiled, looking at you and say a few words, then abruptly put on hold and continue to look at You laugh.
In particular, when I encounter a time when beauty Dolma.
I am not saying how handsome I am, because it seems Needless to say, I was told that the fact that the. I mean, I do not know a Tibetan young man of Han nationality in front of God, they are so cute, how! Spoke strange Tibetan, as shy and intermittent, but because of brave and not dodge, but only a meaningful smile.
Condemning the show shaking my head, self-assertion. I'd prefer to believe that they are jealous. Maybe I'm just a bit self-assertion, but Which girl has so far given me so many brilliant gentle mood to smile? However, in Tibet, I saw so many, so many Droma smile.
Dolma gave me Dangqu shoulders of ice sediment, to help me dry shoe on drops, pulled me to sit down at the fire side, handed me a bowl of buttered tea fragrant, then you can sit down in my opposite Aberdeen thin looked at me carefully, smiling face Yan Yan, this situation of this territory, reminded me of a phrase Qiongyao: Wind Feelings of water smiling.
Luo Binwang again reminded of the song, I wish to turn into those lambs, cuddle on your side ... ...
I suddenly understood before departure that some friends say "sunshine, blue sky, and love," as saying:
I have to believe that, sometimes, in some places, some people believe in and be able to perform sweet love.
Morning, when I was leaving, I jotted down the girl's name: Droma.
I always laugh Droma towards, until the wave of the moment to say goodbye, they still smile so brilliant.
Author: buffaloBill
