22,有惊无险finally see the hill ahead, and to turn the corner soon to strong and Pakistan over the last parking place, my foot is still way faster than they are about the first 100 meters look like they are turned the mountain. Back to the car smoked two cigarettes of effort, and strong Pakistan chatted after a few words, I guess they were almost 5 should also to be looked at do not see the mountain that is transferred out of their shadows. I thought to call blame, or suffer from fatigue, returning to the past, a mountain next to the switch to look at, but still no one there. I wish to confirm what's accident, come back to tell Jampa invites him to continue and so I went looking for, then, and next to a car with the young man to look for, they also have three cars that were not returned. The sky is already dark, and we shouted the name of the flashlight, but they also feel the voice not far from a weak flashlight light and darkness everywhere seemed too trivial in comparison. Has reached base camp, did not see to find people, we hope that they have returned. Back to the parking not see throwing rookie, I suddenly felt the magic of the Everest seemed horrible, life, and it seemed too fragile and insignificant compared to the. What happened it would be? Xiao Lizi legs can not go? Sister hypoxia it? It should also be the first people to come back to say, ah, lost it? Unlikely, in the mountains when I turn next to them on a hundred meters away, there is no chadao ah. Jampa has an urgent, because the way Everest had relatively dangerous, burn the midnight oil is doubly dangerous, he said that can not wait to get back to Rongbuk and so on, also. I insist again and so on, because today's physical exertion so that they are unlikely to go back to Rongbuk Monastery, and passed tonight will be more dangerous. I think they are exhausted while hopefully lay it to find out what went no mood to endure a strong Pakistan side of the increasingly frequent urging, and my heart extremely chaotic. At this time, someone in the darkness of distant roar shouted my name is Sister!
I walked quickly ran to the front, in the dark, welcome to the panting of the Sister, Sister Huchihuchi said: "Quick, quick, quick get 50 money to the eldest brother, he took me to find here!" Standing next to a pretty sturdy migrant workers, I have to bring it money, workers refused to close, saying that in fact nothing, to find like, I tried to get back. We hastened thanks. Do they bend where it is in the wrong way to go actually go inside the mountain, and found that the time has turned the wrong mountain, and thinking ahead will be able to come out around her surprise, and goes farther, to see the Highway to know have gone through, big sister to the lighting of the shed to find workers lead the way back to find me, they were still looking for the mountains around it. Car lost brother next to him also with them. So under the guidance of the older sister drove slowly along the road side, my side 4 photos flashlight while shouting, before finally coming to respond to sound. I climbed the hill off to the rumble of a few people then found that Mummy is not at large. Also up shouting, car again, he turned around a circle from another mountain the next, people finally Qi, and we all no What's the matter. Mutual blame have been stopped, the car no one to speak, and only the sound of heavy breathing and blowing a cold stimulus cough was heard. I think we must today, psychologically and physically very tired.
Due to bad road to go, today is obviously not lived down the mountain, only to live Rongbuk. To the Rongbuk has 11 points more, the boss said, could only spare four-bed, and the rest were staying nearby nunnery, he can be helped link click, the price is the same. This array can no longer have any stress, and so I set to go live in a nunnery and the Great Mom. People to return to long-haired owner of the shop and saw a very lively, probably regiments came, a warm-hearted singing of Tibetan tour guides are Zhujiu Ge, who had been piled in front of many empty bottles of beer in Lhasa. Sing "I wish you smooth sailing friends, I wish you luck and a friend," when Duanbei his right hand, left hand turn full circle to indicate to you, everyone applauded in unison. The atmosphere is more lively, and a number of Tibetans have sang their national songs, and even to dance. We also drank beer in Lhasa while happily enjoy this rare scene. Big Mama said that today happens to be his birthday, he was pleased to be here celebrating his birthday, so we wish him a happy birthday with a toast. I think this birthday the night he must be hard to forget.
Late at night, most visitors leave the rest, a number of tour guides also get enough. We also plan to disperse the. Sheep, four of them the room is four short soil xintaizi, and lay with her legs ride on the outside. Mommy and I followed a big lead the way for nuns to an Village, Yingying the reminder I put sleeping bags and pads are put on a moisture-proof. We are seven round eight last came to a few square meters around the little house, nun opened the door and left us with the key left. Let's go take a look at the terrain, and then back to the door locked from the inside, get a glimmer of light, such as beans butter lamps. The room is a narrow and short two soil xintaizi above covered with stalls. I took to big mummy sleeping bag with his own moisture-proof pad rolled into a cylinder, the pressure in the quilt top, and then undressed to go drilling. Although there are moisture-proof pad, but the skin is still wet and sticky feel his body heat under the earth station seems to have quickly scattered to the left, so he pads up a bit in the following things. Although there is no special feeling of tightness, but the smell a strange odor in the house, thinking of today's experience, both of us still churn for a long time before falling asleep. Jampa next day to push our door, we woke up and quickly dressed and out, take the lead out of the sun has been photographed, is a big sunny.
23, Sakya and vomiting
August 17 morning, we are contented to leave the Mount Everest, I feel pretty lucky, because people have come before us that because of the weather could not see Mount Everest, but we have caught up with the good weather. Although we encountered some unexpected, but we've got to keep down the mountain, and also after this accident, camphor has been unhappy resolved. That night we went to Sakya.
Saga seems not very clean, the flies flying everywhere, and we live in hostels actually was a small wooden structure on the second floor, but opened the door of the room, and air fresheners emit a foul smell mixed with the strange taste. Perhaps because here, what to eat unclean things, anyway that night I as usual, before going to sleep has also climbed to the roof in terms Sakya, watching Star, watching the night, but early start became very sick, and even drink go on the water also spit out. Good morning, I choked back, and people to work together to see Sakya Monastery, Tai Mummy come forward to bargain, six individuals bought four tickets.
Sakya Monastery of Tibetan Buddhism is the main Sakya Monastery, because the temple walls painted red, white, black and three colors of flowers, also known as teaching of flowers. Whole temple architecture and I have seen the temple of the Yellow Sect is a bit different from the roof actually used brackets, but the process to create a natural or worse than the Han Dynasty some of it. Hall is very large, Manzhang over, monks chanting meditation arch covered with red carpet and futon, it is reported hall in possession of a lot of Bayeux by the books, murals and statues of the Yuan style. In the worship of the Buddha Basiba before the monks seemed particularly respected.
I am because of physical reasons, cursory looked lap, just outside the hall a very wide flat against the wall of the courtyard where the root to sit down and empty courtyards almost no people on the floor is cleaned of the brick, I can not help on the floor a pool of yellow water spit gone helter-skelter. Everyone looked back to see me are worried about dying, take a variety of herbs, I eat, I can not eat indiscriminantly, only drank a big gas shut Mommy's "Huoxiangzhengqi water." Watched Sakya we will proceed, plan today arrived in Shigatse. When I asked the car sat in the door, for fear of the road and to "Oolong tea candles." I do not know what the dirty clean vomit, or whether the drug played a role, the few "Huoxiangzhengqi water" after the things I feel nothing, but also the beginning and they are a joke. So at noon to Shigatse, I have to return to the jump from the last gasp. So everyone is filled with doubt my.
24, eager to go home that afternoon we went to see the Tashilhunpo, although the famous Temple bar, the scale is also great, but the temple has seen a lot on no special feeling. Tie Temple returned to other parts of Shigatse is not want to go, and then back to the hotel resting. Mommy and big special dinner, I found a rickshaw ride to the Muslim restaurant in Qinghai, it is necessary or clutch lamb and pulling patches. The way back, I eat so cool because of the stomach do not have any problems, they constantly imitate the tone of the local people, said: "Shigatse is a good place." Locals say "Shigatse" the strange, Japan and the word reading third tone, the word reading of Cameroon, "Section" sound, then the word reading light tone, when the accent in the Japanese pronunciation of the word, Cameroon is Lian Du. You learn it?
The next day, that is, on the 19th, strong Pakistan that the boss ordered him to be back here today in Lhasa, our original plan was to go back to Lhasa, Gyantse, but because it is difficult to follow the old path of Gyantse, if we take Gyantse Lhasa today is definitely not go back in time, so We deliberated for a long time that Gyangze can give up, but Yamdrok Lake must go. Jampa agree to walk a new path to the lake around the Qushui to look at the sheep. We are sheep before noon to the lake.
Sheep Lake water is very strange to green then blue, and a trace of a mysterious lake is surrounded by the Castle Peak between the beautiful and tranquil look unusual, but in comparison, and holy lakes, the lack of a grace and broad. Although Yamdrok Lake and Manasarovar Lake in the Tibetan sacred place in the hearts of both, but I love to talk about my Nannvzhishi the laity, or would like to use blasphemous metaphor to describe these two lakes: If Yang Zhuo Yong the fault lies with Xiaojiabiyu, Manasarovar Lake is ladylike; If Yamdrok Lake is Fengzi Chuo more girls Manasarovar is a dignified woman of wisdom. Yang came to the lake, we would have liked to take the leather rafts into the lake, take a look at, but because the price could not agree with then it began to rain, then gave up. Take time, big sister bought two sheep, highland lakes specialty naked carp to eat left back to Lhasa.
In the car on the road bound for Lhasa, speeding, we are eager to go home. Evening, finally ended a 21-day trip to Ali, and return to Lhasa, stay at hotels auspicious day.
5 back to Lhasa
1, Lhasa beer auspicious hotel is the same, as always, to meet the new and came with tourists. We are taking a bath Huanyi collate and sell surplus goes without saying. Lhasa night again it began to rain, we decided to brave the rain to go out to eat one meal. To spend public funds that should be considered the most extravagant meal, eating is the Sichuan hot pot. To leave the hotel when we remember the habits of action along the way as best I phase. We are always eating on the road to go smoothly when the number of convenience took chopsticks and napkins, and now is not necessary.
Back to the hotel when we get enough, though the hour is late, many shops have closed, but we feel that no journey can be readily put in Lhasa beer, drink your fill, we decided to hold a case of beer to his room and continued to drink in Lhasa. In those days of mouth fade birds come in to do that we can only hard tack rations for days, I and the Great Mom laments more than once, if now able to Lhasa, drinking beer, chewing two peanuts, and that the more Well. We have also let the sheep engage in two bottles of beer in Lhasa, and to "engage" the ambiguous character and significance of the rich and sinister smile with pride. Although the camphor Lhasa beer drinking, but we were all Manhuaixinshi, the kind of atmosphere and attitude is not suitable for drink. There is also an atmosphere of Lhasa Everest beer, but the high prices and concerns about the body but will not let you open up to drink. There are those who eat lamb clutch time, we also think of Lhasa beer, but people were not homogeneous, but we are eager to face the chunks of lamb completely lost when they drink beer in Lhasa and the vicissitudes of life with the kind of leisure.
I had envisioned himself should also be seen online before departure, as the article did, sitting in the hotel windowsill side, watching the Bajiao Street on the crowd, found the warm shining sun, sipping a mouthful of Lhasa beer, his best Petty conflict. However, we obviously do not have the Petty group of temperament, so alcohol is not in the sill edge location. But in a cluttered room, there is no warm sunshine, only the glaring fluorescent lights, do not see the bustling crowd, only to see the redness of the face and eyes. We chatted, drank a bottle just bottomed out quickly. Yang already red face more and more red. Xiao Lizi and large Mummy hard for a few glasses of alcohol is flushed red face sitting less speak. Big Mommy and sheep in order to bet money 10 to drink a cup of bottomless pride threw a cigarette the wrong wine. I was going to say lot of things can be halo hair seems to have said, and seems to be nothing. But I clearly remember the last time an outsider scattered in the room to talk about burial would not leave mad, upset that I painstakingly arranged beds and rooms. I had arranged a sheep and Xiao Lizi, big mamma, and graceful one, my eldest sister and I have one, but the last sheep, went so far as to sleep in my room.
2, satin burial
No. 20 out of contact early in the morning you have to do proper business, Angela has been super-fake for several days, and rush to buy a return ticket air ticket. Please Sister Angela to help buy a flight ticket to Beijing, and then teach you Bajiao Street shopping spree. I went to post office put the money on a green card were all taken out to prepare clear an account, and the help of Yingying bought 24 tickets flying in Xi'an. Because the frequency of flying than in Chengdu, Xi'an, less information desk of the computer has been booking tickets in Xi'an to the end. Sheep and Xiao Lizi intends to take military aircraft flight to Chengdu. Big Mommy did not because of money quickly, and plan ride back to the line of the Qinghai-Tibet line.
Return issue basically implemented, Yingying left one day, this planned to go to the Potala Palace, may later decide to go with everyone to see satin burial temple. Big Sister once again find the car owner, he agreed to give a price of money. To further reduce costs, we have recruited a fare called maifanite sharing. That very night, it should be said at 4:00 on the 21st, we also take the car to rush satin Jampa Temple. Tian Zangtai at the Peak of a flat land surrounded by rolling a circle of fences, which have a mountainous pile of xintaizi stone. The later we went to a few, bought a ticket to climb Tianzang Tai Shan arrived before the time the ceremony has begun. Sang smoke rose to the sky, lama remembered classics, Tianzang Shi, and a group of apprentices are placed in the Tian Zangtai on the corpse, the corpse had been cross if they had erected a cut-off Jidao but maintained integrity, which is said to have stress , but we did not see the surgeon process. Ying-chun began flowing down onto the stage and Tian Zangshi knife inside the body cavity of the chest and abdomen turn full circle, holding hands and then throwing a bunch of well-visceral stage, eagles groups scramble for a peck. To be pecked off after a while, Tian Zangshi cut off section after section of skin attached tendons bones, throw apprentices, apprentices have put these things on the Taiwan side of the circle of stone mortars, the sprinkle some barley noodles, to prevent the flesh and blood splash, and then raised stone hammer smashed yelling Mission slurry material and then thrown onto the stage to the eagles to eat. This is a very laborious manual labor, so there will be several moments relatives of the dead end of a bowl of buttered tea to drink to the apprentices, but also allow them to take a break. Apprenticeship with barley flour wiped the blood will be Duanqi Wan drink in hand.
We started very close to station, and even can be clearly seen when the stone hammer who spent, on the Shijiu dog that hand tendons attached to the retraction, as there is still life-like. But gradually it can not stand the taste, plus bones from time to time slag and Meat Loaf splash out, the more the farther back. In this way, my forehead was also splashed something, wipe with toilet paper, when Wen Daona shares almost smell vomit. Insist on seeing more than 9 points, while today's funeral of the nine bodies have not all been eaten, but we had a severe nausea, fortunately morning, ate anything, so with the back of the.
Because not allow photography, our packages come in they were all taken away, and took us out of the bag when the fence that rings already planned out his candid maifanite telephoto camera, lightning Pirates of the trend Meng Ling according to a dozen under the shutter. Around is so, it is still found, and an apprentice to mention a knife chasing out, wheat brother Huangbuzelu, actually ran along the mountain road up the hill. We are secretly scared, pretending, and he was not a group of walking slowly down the hill. In the car while waiting for a while, wheat brothers actually had miraculously appeared.
Jampa said, there are a Dezhong spa, it was unanimously agreed to go bathing. Hot Springs is open, and braved the heat, get people Shuitang bubbles inside straight sweating, out of time, we all have to collapse like the look, but looked uncomfortable after the burial had been washed away by.
3, Majiami return on the road, all of you who do not eat meat today, do not eat intestines, but Jiabu Zhu hungry, or eat ham, but also ate the meat of the ferret release patches. Xiao Lizi and I probably not used to such a great Mommy favorite food, she even used chopsticks a one-sided piece, and then turn a few years in the spoon, wrapped peppers and vinegar, and then into his mouth. Mommy and I looked at her big eat so fine, do not know she was a piece to eat any time, one must make to smile, holding a bowl snore snore eat.
Evening back to Lhasa after dinner decided to go with the bars which have mood, as graceful leaving tomorrow, and we are all busy mundane for so long, but also never the opportunity to look at it with flavor. In Asia, hotels, travelers finally turn full circle to the Bajiao Street on Majiami. Not many people Majiemi day, we were asked for a tea and beer, then sat down on the sofa is a feeling tone. Is a soft yellow lighting, interior decorated with a number of magazines and works of art, on the table there are several hidden made of paper notebooks, the above is the number of tourists come here to write feelings. We turn no one to speak looking at.
In our rush way, it seems to always be in a busy state, for food, sleep and busy, busy route for tourism, for road accidents is busy, has always seen the beauty of a hurry to rush after the next office. Today finally a leisurely sit here and feel the mood of the time, but nobody seems to the contrary are not used to it. Those rough yellow paper records are mostly illegible words that are looking for an escape or a mood, to escape the city noise and glitz, away from the fast pace of life and full of calculating the crowd, to feel the natural power of simplicity and life , or even to find some kind of faith has been lost to comfort their empty souls. Then me? Is why I came to Tibet it? I can not answer themselves, because you already know I was not very rational to make this decision at this moment my mind just put up a movie-like flash of those memorable days and nights.
4, the Potala Palace, morning 6 o'clock, we are still asleep, graceful quietly bidding farewell with us. 9:00, sheep, big Mommy and I go with the Potala Palace, Sister unable to withstand the temptation to give up shopping the Potala Palace and Barkhor pulling Xiao Lizi teach you again.
When we came to the foot of the Potala Palace, the time and went straight to the main entrance from the east, because at the moment we climbed those steps is no longer an arduous things. I and the Great Mummy student card and social practice with letters of introduction were 40 students who bought tickets, but had to spend 70 sheep bought a regular ticket, tickets can be sold here, not the old man, Wang Guge so good to speak. Potala Palace, the Basilica seem to have relatively dark, and thus showing some of Buddha's金身on the bright, well the performance of the "world are faint, only Buddha." Worship of Tibetan Buddhism seems to have a lot to find out what the main Feng III, Buddha, Medicine Buddha, the Dalai Lama, Tsongkhapa, Padmasambhava, the patron saint is also a lot of what King Kong, king, White Tara, Green Tara, We also distinguish between 1:00 and claim to have any rules, but the spirit of "One Less principle," according to the order to visit the palace. Dalai Lama also look similar, wrapped in gold foil, trimmed with all kinds of love, but it seems that five Dalai Lama Dalai Lama and 13 of the most牛逼, with a lot of gold. Looked at the gold luxury jewelry, and then came to the king of self-cultivation that year Songtsan hole, saw the dark whirr of the stoves and shabby walls, I thought the founding leaders, are always simple, and later the successor to a more than a luxury.
After reading a lap down, I feel that the scale of the Potala Palace, the number of large and treasures as much as, far more than any of my way to see a temple palace, but it also has too many columns limit building space and arts and crafts Interface not sufficiently sophisticated regret. I can not help but suspect that Princess Wen Cheng brought about a large number of Han artisans of their craft whether the reservations. Sheep because of indulging in those rare treasures and magnificent photography pagoda, Buddha got separated with us halfway. Finally only I and the Great Mummy 2 down from the west.
Potala Palace, not allowed to crawl across the Chakpori seal off, I and the Great Mom asked many people around a lot of road, at last, the LITHOGLYPHS and climbed on the hilltop, but it was a foot of the mountain camp where the soldiers on duty was found and has been snapped but to the trail from the mountain after another down the mountain from the previous line. 1:00, we rushed to the civil aviation ticket office farewell to big sister, we have missed the graceful yet again missed. Older sister and our lines of farewell ceremony is comradely handshake.
5, Norbulingka afternoon, I went to big mummy Norbulingka, we are already the second time came, my first time was, and Ms. Lily arrived, when the Sour Milk Drinking Festival has not yet opened their gardens there is no song and the crowd, we just toured the Dalai Lama palace. The first time was great Mommy and his older sister came to see the carnival crowd listening to Tibetan, but did not see the palace. We believe this coming is to make up their own do not see things. Mommy looked at after big palace to be my strong recommendation to the next to the museum, I continued to pick lively place within Linca with the public.
Linca everywhere inside the fenced off with a cloth a little joy in the world, people are sitting around the inside listening to music, drinking beer in Lhasa, playing mahjong, poker, funny kids, talk and laugh. Selling drinks, eat while the shuttle in it. Sour Milk Drinking Festival was originally a religious significance of the holiday, but with the development of the times has slowly evolved into a secular sense of the carnival activities, provide for people to enjoy a joyous and family well-being of the opportunity, although some traditional practices also still retains, such as Tibetan singing and the opening of the "Drepung Sunning of the Buddha" activities.
Tibetan opera performances sound through the loudspeakers within Linca pass out, I Wensheng surrounded by three or four layers of people squeezed into a big circle. Are placed in the middle of the clearing a few microphones, dressed in costumes of the actors were standing on the market using the Tibetan language performances. First, the presence of a similar guide the actors quickly using Speed "Ming-mile uproar" about it, probably is to introduce the story, and then a loud crash, drums and gongs, a bit-part player field started turning in circles walk around, and then the next is the main character performing , an actor dressed Nvbi princess dress up the actors from the Department took something, and then began turning in circles, seems to show through the mountains and seas, finally the things sent to the Prince, and then a loud crash, drums and gongs, the end of this scene, narrator play again. The next major is the one wearing Lvpao a very clever girl and a cute little clown man wearing a yellow robe play dialogue, the audience sent waves of laughter, but I know why this had to follow giggle.
Nevertheless, I read with interest several games until dinner hours to leave the Norbulingka.
6, and finally there is one other
23 morning, the four of us together Barkhor teach you to do the work from the possession of pre-shopping. But good things are too expensive to afford, such as the exquisite Thangka to thousands of dollars, cheap things are working again and failing. Finally Xiao Lizi selected a blanket and I bought a few big mummy put knives, sheep and then bought a wood. No one bought a small pendant. We were like the big sister introduced another stroll the streets, where there are many silver jewelry, Tibetan paper bookmarks, leather Tibetan opera masks and the like, working pretty good, but there are strong ethnic characteristics. However, few of us are not exactly shopping to buy things players, and finally gave up. Change to eat the last meal Tibetan meal.
After dinner went to the military move to bid farewell to two sheep and Xiao Lizi. Because the Army Air China's passenger air tickets have been sold out, they pull two people are buying the goods transport tickets, of course, the price cheaper than the jet plane tomorrow morning, but they must today by a military vehicle to the airport Zhuyi Ye. See a visitor out of the car has not arrived yet, we are at a hostel outside the hall, waiting, say good-bye. Moment of parting was not sad, we roughhouse with each other jokingly hug together, laughed together, the topic is inseparable from the way the natural journey. Farewell ceremony is affectionate cuddle type. Finally, we encourage sheep and Xiao Lizi bad with a smile to a pro-hotspots, and that this is the way the sheep, but wanted to do and accomplished, and the last chance to take advantage of. But the two have put out a serious posture sitting on the sofa waiting to take pictures of our repeated request, the sheep stretched out his left hand on the ride back on the sofa doing non-kisses a hug like fake, but still refuses to Xiao Lizi lived up a little exploration of the shoulder.
Away the sheep and Xiao Lizi, I have nowhere to go big Mummy, it went to the Barkhor. 5:00 and more, we return to quarters, a deserted place and suddenly feel a little sorry, big mamma began to pack backpacks, said the team intends to go to high altitude take a car, if it does not come back at night that is gone. I helped him when packed and know that he probably will not come back, because to find Dongxiang, Salar lorry drivers to the money to Golmud for large Mummy is not a difficult task.
I call on the auspicious day of cooking the evening chef helped make today's Tibetan meal eaten deep-fried lamb chops hot a moment alone in a room all alone eating dinner meal. Time of one hour after hour passed, I knew big Mummy can not wait to come back, but still waiting. To 10 pm, the door a wish, my heart Mengtiao a moment coming in the new arrangement it was a Japanese girl. I understand that Mommy can not come back. They packed up their parcels had stayed to sleep.
7, the last day of
At 7:00 on the 24th over, I finished washing up and went straight to the Jokhang Temple, Jokhang Monastery, outside there are many devout Tibetans in kowtowing, the roof of the Deer and the gold wheel in the rising smoke of incense is still shining. I followed the morning to pray together, and Xian-butter of the Tibetan people from the edge of kowtow to enter. Large hall full of busy monks and devout believers, many only available on the table along with butter lamps lit, the lights shining like a constellation-like beat. Statue inside the temple is still solemn and sacred, smooth and orderly flow to bypass the hall from the Zuoxiang car right out again.
The last time I come out from the Jokhang Temple, Barkhor change along these maze-like streets of the original Let me dizzy, but now I'm very familiar with. I went through the booth one by one, and looking at only one of the pendant and crafts, watching the crowd around, looking at the building on a windows, which are already familiar with the scene but because I was about to leave and become Suddenly strangers together, as if I were still far from understand them.
10:00, I arrived at check-out checkout take the shuttle bus to the civil aviation ticket office Gonggar Airport, Xi'an is a 13:45 pm flight. Because the knives have been sent from post offices to craft, so I did not encounter any trouble to run a parcel shipping and security checks. When the backpack has been the origin of one to two. In the huge apron on how the Boeing 757 aircraft does not seem to look great. Before boarding the plane, I finally saw an airport around the blue sky, white clouds, mountains, intended to this moment forever to be recorded. Yingying, Sister, sheep, and Xiao Lizi whether they left such a feeling is it? Big Mummy do? He should now still in the Qinghai-Tibet line, right? Tibet, the feeling of looking farther and farther away from Tibet, when should and getting closer to the feeling of totally different, right? Whether we can have one day to meet you again then? Plane took off, and it can take away my body, but it does not go with my endless thoughts.
In Krzysztof Kieslowski's film, often the emergence of a seemingly unrelated question outsiders silently watching the hero's lens, it seems to this onlooker recorded by the fate of the hero. And in my long article coming to an end, I would also like to use the public the wrong classes and Zanda that seemingly unrelated, that looks demure heart surging ppmm to record the words of our common feelings. mm said: Tibet nostalgic feelings, such as the girl's in love, such as the baby's in the mother, such as the life in the sun, such as all things on earth.
Postscript
At 17:30 on August 24, the aircraft were to Xining, Xi'an Xianyang airport. After the rest of the night, 25 am to see again the provincial Bo, 18:30 I took a friend struggling got to the sleeper ticket on the train. In the bunk release package to draw the line Beishou wear butt rot then carefully tailor in Lhasa, from Zhejiang fill the two Jiaoya-shaped patch jeans recurrence of the thigh and knee cracking, to expose my two Banzhebanyan Article hair legs. I had to be changed in full view of shorts.
At 8:30 on August 26 to Nanjing. Fortunately, my two packages are all shoulder strap, and a front and rear to carry on the shoulder on the out of the station, Shumenshulu back to school.
A few weeks later, we have six people in 263 chat rooms together. Big sister a name for himself unexpectedly named Lydia, Yangzom. Yang said he was not hiking bag things moving, he said he lp seemed ready to take a package to go look. Big Mommy angrily said that his knives and perfumes in the Golmud Railway Station were all confiscated. Ying-Ying said that leadership in convening a meeting, she was just in time, early in the morning directly to the conference room of the Beizhao Bao. Xiao Lizi who said she and a partner opened a bar, I think unfortunately there is no beer in Lhasa.
Ba began to write the time, no thought can actually write this stuff more than 50,000 words, counted just 64 sections, compared with Huang Yi's "Twin of Brothers," also made a section. If you can paste it into the martial arts version of the case, I intend to change of name is "hidden side of six English Biography." If you can paste it into the school version of me, I would change a name "travel is a reading endless books." If you can paste it into the original version, I intend to change of name is "three men and three women's stories." I have the serial to a daily rate of four sections which lasted more than two weeks, A version of adults have also done a more than two weeks of the G4 agents. But I was a little disappointed that it seems I was not popular wang, and in Travel version of the ISO certification has received only a casual g, really a little "ping Rong policy shift the million words, plant trees in exchange for the book club" feeling. This brings me to the Travel Edition Yangmingliwan attempt has been a heavy blow.
However, he switched to a thought, I was ridiculous for their own vanity and shame. Because I have been in the process of writing a lot of things. When I was bitterly According to some ticket records tickets and sporadic memories of the whole journey and when I rapidly emerging in the Jianpanshangqiao out of the immediate scene of those memories, when I stopped finger, sat on the computer Previous attempts to re-enter and feel the emotional world of that time in order to use more accurate language to describe it and when large Mummy, Zhang Xiao Lizi that a face has become a phrase and remembered in the input method of the time, I is equivalent to using the body through the process again with spiritual experience over again. Poor are always anxious to put a penny Baicheng two to use, the same way, most of us ordinary people, life is an unforgettable experience, after all, there is little, if able to become an unforgettable experience two unforgettable experience , then we already take advantage of, but also what else does?
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