The Jokhang Temple under the sun close your eyes, I still can feel the shot came from the Jokhang Temple, the top of the scorching sun.
(A)
In July, early morning in Lhasa, there is a little coolness.
Because of altitude sickness, headaches and toss in a night. Anyway, I can not sleep, so less than 6 points, I left the hotel, sneaked into the street.
Dawn plateau extraordinarily warmth. Dianmen locking, rainbow lights do not yao, there is no back-off, no noise. Only occasionally as early as the line passing taxi rush.
According to the direction of the map, I walked big mouth to inhale, but also not adapted to the environment, such as oxygen-deficient fish. I would like to find a place that is called the street was.
Know that people are aware of the Potala Palace in Tibet, that generation I admire, so that mere mortals marvel of the Tubo kingdom palace. But it's majesty, power, wealth generation and I have many projects of the ware?
So there is a Buddha Buddha gas Jokhang Temple, a popular street was called vulgar manner.
So, I'm going to street was, to get what belongs to me.
(B)
Standing in the square looking at the Jokhang Temple, the sun from the Temple among the top pairs of sheep through the round, shot in my face, let me feel warm. Squinted suddenly I even Ganwudao the top of the Temple of the Golden Buddha in general.
I came close to another wave of early wave of Tibetans worship. They stood up, hands clasped together, and then crawl to the ground, over and over again. Thanks once moved a step forward and end on the monastery's entrance.
Xu said that they would like to pray a hundred thousand times.
Each end of a prayer to the people of their wish to find it? Do not know. But their eyes plenty of hope and piety, and our solemn Instead, their faces filled with easy and satisfying ------ Everyone seemed to say, Zhaoa Zhao had to be found, and eventually going to found.
Teramae more people who gather more. 3322 visitors have started to walk. Just as he is outside is also heterogeneous and confused, but now the company of the nature and the spectators.
"To Hada do? Five round one." A Han costume women come ask me.
In the here and now, perhaps it is necessary. I think that would be prepared to fish out a little.
"Buy my bar, five round two." Scrape together another one up.
"I want good quality." I said.
"I guarantee the quality, I have street was paved." Said the former one.
"Street was? Street was where?"
"Shui in the past is."
(C)
I have stood on the street was.
The original ring of narrow streets around the Jokhang Temple is the street was ah.
The early morning sun shines into the street side of the white walls and bell echoed in the leisurely manner, mixed with monks chanting Morning Reading the sound of cries of hawkers.
Quartzite of the land and gray tiles 100 to purple-red robe wall is very eye-catching clothing. There are several small streets monks sat quietly in alms, a few wearing a pigtail of Tibetans holding wheel keeps moving on, get up early in the shouting of the vendors. ---- And they all have goals, but I'll do?
Walked to the starting point; and went around in a circle, before he went to the starting point. A loss look around, people are more and more what I'm looking for?
I saw the corner there is a wooden handcart, the car has a lot of wild flowers and a tidy bundle. Wild flowers in each of those, only 23 to open, and purple, very beautiful. I know that the flowers come from the mountains and mining, because only the mountains of flowers have stems so rough stems. Hill will have to turn the number of mining to do the flowers?
2 money, I bought a lot.
It is with my Hada Zha loaded with good, we can see the little street came a group of seven or eight monks. They walked chanting, met acquaintances greet people still clasped together, easily and naturally.
Some people have told them to go back, and I followed behind them to go. Walked, then went to the Jokhang Temple at the entrance.
They went down and put us to stay on the outside.
At this point the ground outside the door had been covered with prostrate people, I just want to crawl there is no place.
(D)
Before he came to a good friend of mine said to me, you like a trip to Tibet, Lhasa and there are a lot of good places, such as street was, where will be able to find what you want.
At that time I was frustrated because of a sudden, all of the earthly disheartened. Loss stood at the crossroads of life, questioning what I'm looking for self ---? I are you going to do?
At the moment I stood street was the starting point, and I am looking for things?
Natiao Hada is not, then bundle wild flowers and no. In Montreal, the faithful are engaged in the middle of worship, I still stood in place, and finally have a butt sitting on the ground in front of the Jokhang Temple.
They crawl down again and again, stand up; again creeping down, then stand up. As in the constantly Zhaoa Zhao; mouth also mutter prayers, as is that there will soon be found, and quickly found.
Like to see someone else do her homework and own up late, I began to worry his own behind.
Get started, do not wait.
I stood up to it flowers on the temple in front of the stone stairs.
Crawl hundreds of thousands of times? This life has been impossible. So go, Bop it, there are Shigatse, as well as Yang Zhuo Yong measures, as well as Namtso, as well as the Himalayas it.
Walked away, Bop; Zhaoa Zhao, constantly looking for.
Life Is not forever take forever to find the right do?
In the Jokhang Temple Square, the hot sun hit my face.
Author: zmgh123
