Lhasa Impression
Returned from Tibet a long time, still, when I was asked how Lhasa is a kind of place? At first, I always say there is very characteristic feature of the house there, clothing with features; are left behind and Shanghai ten or twenty years; dirty, we still have people defecating and urinating in the street. In retrospect, however thin, Lhasa is not the case. It's a very magical place.
8:45, genius bright. At this point the air suddenly filled with a deep sound the clarion call, it has access to the depths of your soul, beckoning you. It suddenly seemed to come from the street was in all directions, and you will be like a devout Tibetan Buddhists like, followed by flow clockwise direction to turn around the Jokhang Temple through. Crowded, the street, no one to speak, but no loud noise, only the low and deep chanting voice and vote in the five bodies of people grovel kowtow voice. And when the sun rises fully, after all this they quickly disappeared. Replaced by a bustling crowd and hawkers, but only in front of the Jokhang Temple, will never go away and is always kowtowing to go clockwise constant flow of people, will remind you that you street was still a turn The Road.
During the day, the streets are the best thing is to see those from afar Khampas. They are tall and sturdy. Head wearing a black or red knot hero, dressed in bright robes of animal fur to do, a sleeve knot in the waist, with a gem-studded knives and headdress, whether small groups or individually 1 person has models on the overpass of the posture.
2,3 o'clock in the afternoon, after all the streets of Lhasa are all human. As the South of large cities, does not tell, this is only a 50-million people in the town. Suddenly, you will meet the service last night, Barry Wine, the night before last and I do not know you drink a cup of highland barley wine surnamed the Tibetans, they said with a smile, hello. This involuntary got me thinking about whether all of them came in this afternoon, this street. No wonder, on-line that you should be in Lhasa, and each passer-by say hello. Because while you may be a further see him.
At night the city seemed to suddenly quiet down, even the most bustling Beijing Road and rarely hear the voice of motor vehicles. Also during the day people seemed to suddenly disappear. Only flashing lights and wide streets remind you that you are still living in the cities.
Evening, for me, is the most beautiful hotel on the third floor at the auspicious day sat on a bench, watching the sky the stars, carefully identifying their names. Among which, there is a meteor flying, I will Qiexi whom heart.
Hospitable hotel attendant pulled me to drink. They put a table in the courtyard, we were sitting together, and without food, opened a barley wine to drink. Do not know how much to drink wine, do not know how to go back to sleep. Only know that the next day, the waiter told me a thumb up and say Alice, a good guy, we continue to drink at night. And I heard these words, and even said, no, no, I can not, and then also like flying away.
This is my impression of Lhasa, Lhasa when Randeng laws will. A morning worship Buddha, the day the sun, the number of stars at night in Lhasa.
Author: fengshuli
