To Beijing in, but I just could not bear this piece of sacred land, my heart is still wandering in Tibet, the blue sky ... ...
Lhasa
Blue sky on top of the head, the clouds around the corner. Highway straight stretch into the distance, until the distant mountains, has been to Tibet, blue sky. That makes me obsessed with color, sky blue, clouds of white, the metamorphosis is only the sacred, and only worship. That color is neither flirtatious nor Qing Park is the kind of purity, not the least bit mottled. I'm afraid clothes, as much so occult world of color, like the Tibetans of pilgrims, five voted in as the complete body. Gradually dark days, color is still very pure, blue and black borders in the days of angle. I love this lonely colors, gorgeous, sad, there are countless tricks of the United States, pure and to the net ... ...
Multi-Qing wrong ? chomo
Cold wind whistled, streamer floating ear that only the flag fluttering wind. We are currently the magic has been thrown the air, in strong wind whirred away across the dreams, to reach heaven. Chomo, the sun gives you the golden glory, I know the meaning of holiness; goddess from the depths of the soul come out of the vague shapes of blue sky, into my eyes worship. Dreams, only the blue lake, and capped peaks of ... ...
If the pull-Pass Card
There is no sun, reflected in the eyes is still shining, silver light. I seem to see the hovering at the peak of Eagle, see the memorial of a hero under the snow. Finally, the feet are capped one, one small body volume into the fantasy of the Silver ... ...
Yamzhog
I toward the sun, walked. When I stood on a hilltop, facing you, facing the sacred royal blue, I can only kneel reverently; hands together, silently praying. The original of people who had so small, in the sacred worship of the back of front shrunk to one. I think the blessing would be the wind moved to the distance, should be a paradise it, because it close to here from there, very close to ... ...
Temple
Approached you, everywhere misty with solemn smell everywhere focus on a pilgrimage to the eye. Monastery in Tibet, can Dunsheng out of a sense of beauty, or color harmony. Temple in white, like auspicious hada; top of ocher; tip and cornices are gold-filled. This color and the sky blue, clouds of white and bright golden sunlight, melting of indescribable beauty, filled with leisurely charm ... ...
Edge
Who destined, destined to acquaintances, even Haijiaotianya. Thus, we like the rope knot groups, are linked together, even in a beautiful Tibet. But the encounter is always short-lived, just like days across the angle of the meteor, I do not know when the next time we will be good-bye, good-bye in the where ... ...
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