Back to no cloud with no sky blue and white Beijing, a heavy downpour to greet me. Sichuan-Tibet line continued in the style of plain and hardworking way the first time I ride the bus from West Point back to school. Also Yipiao splash of rain Yipiao with, I finally saw the old, but ancient Tsinghua Simon, down the bus, foot walk in the land of the Yuanmingyuan station, almost knee-rain, instant, shoes, socks, leg below the knee pants all wet, my 27 days of the Sichuan-Tibet line to go down, I did not do ah, but fortunately there are enough dormitories clean clothes can be changed, bathhouse where there are numerous fresh water I can waste, nothing to fear and a deep foot shallow feet to float back to Tsinghua Garden.
And so on school buses, will be thrown in the wet pack the floor of a wet non-wet Anyway, I love home of expression. Do not live next to a little girl looked at me, since I have a good mood, they take the initiative to say hello to her surprise, she actually thought I was convinced of the Tibetan people, in addition to my Tibetan silver earrings as her obvious argument, I do not know what I have been to the assimilation of the Tibetan people is simply tears ah.
Lying in his own bed, that night I finally fall asleep safely.
How many can not shake off the travel fatigue, there is much I could not forget the scenery and mood.
27-day trip to the Sichuan-Tibet blue, I will use it as my life in the Homeric epics.
Postscript:
As long as conditions permit little, every time a resident, I would dizziness of the laundry drying rack their brains to think of ways, but very often the next day or the back of the wet clothes Sheung. The time of Dege, laundry room, there is only one tap can use, but also special remote from the pool, not to basin lifted, there falls from heaven, the effect of spray great success, but also a special cold water, finally washing I would like to wash all clothes and received the next day, when attendants found a small collection of my pair of white socks, huff, that night room charge is not paid, minus the cost of socks, I also earn a 5 yuan. The other pairs of socks in an almost lost in the 81 and took two small attendants watermelon bribery, let her help me drying clothes, drying time, was found only in a small waiter was also emphatic in speaking, She also wondered then, how do I only gave her one, but fortunately, this is only the life of large socks, or was I to find out from the washing machine, small waiter puzzling look.
In addition to socks outside along the way I have lost a lot of little things, combs, hats, trousers, watches, scarf, tie hair, four earrings, as well as I used to self-defense of the papaya. Then pack up and hit the road each time, I have a special sorrow, every place should remain a little souvenir, already brought very little luggage I do not know what will be left to point to Lhasa.
Barao learned when living in the same room a Northeast guy, and now think of it I still do not self-conscious laugh, he looks big burly, occupational, or boxers, boy actually brought a miniature self-defense baton, like do not think I do not know when that disappears papaya, feeling that he is really brave ah.
In Lhasa, the father and mother wanted to send a post card, so that they know how far she's leaving. After much deliberation, or dared, the kind of sleepless nights, food is not Amami's concerns are already grown up in what I can not afford. There is no caller ID at home, so in terms of Sichuan, Qinghai, Tibet, or each call back, I am not in the dormitory is a mentor in my office. One night, the surrounding environment is either dormitory or a tutor, I do not have a noisy office, straining to Crimping microphone, fear of my mother hear clues, running around in circles hung up the phone, I found my forehead in a cold sweat.
After the return repaired for two weeks at home, every meal I eat the wolf, extremely sweet, small to large have never seen me eat a mother once suspected I would like to tall (I Chang Bugao yes Mom heart of pain, each time she and my time than height, and never stand up straight, in previous years, she determined that I was late development of type, all these years she is still very firm, but instead I am so high or low ).
One of the things I can not be proud to share with their parents is the biggest regret of this trip.
Less fortunate is my mentor, my reasons have been interpreted as a Chigui to his old Gan Huo, watching the thin, dark, greedy again Snooze's daughter, I do not know how parents condemn him in the heart of non - humanity. However, on the road, I was always worrying about buying some Chinese caterpillar fungus, Tianma what things brought back to his old, because really do not defective goods, the end does not buy into. Impossible to offset his filial piety may be able to back a black mark against the elderly.
Walk in the Ali said that living in hell, the heart in heaven. I do not have the courage to stand to switch between Hell and Heaven only hope that in my human walking in to my tiny bit by bit of happiness and suffering in exchange for the moment the inner filling. Meanwhile, thousands of miles that hard when you look back to remember a stranger's sincerity and goodwill, in order to save that he has collapsed against the world's confidence.
Is thought that the end of the end of the trip.
Author: mazhiyanma
