First trip to Tibet is derived from a call. That was in September 1999 in an afternoon, when the feelings of their own careers in the doldrums, sad, restless, restless desire unexpected to a person in the office blankly, and always feel that to accomplish something, then an instant One person decided to Tibet. Pushed all the desk work, the company simply said, the sound did not tell family and friends do not know end, there is no travel arrangements, only know to follow the dream of flying aids to navigation in Lhasa. That year I went to Everest, China-Nepal border, the next four years I went back twice Everest base camp. The first intimate contact with Everest, right close by, it appeared within reach. To leave the camp before the trip, I insisted on a person go serac clusters, and accompanied by great fear, burst into tears, I found this assiduous lurches violently to the call, it gathered in Gone with the Wind graceful in between the hill and the sign language, so far, I His dream of being thin male soul Majestic fills, lone I feel the most tenacious of life do not intend to reveal.
Since the end of 1999 I went to start car from Sichuan, Qinghai, dreaming in the Aba grasslands to meet the new century, first ray of sunshine. December 31, car out of Li County miyaluo ditch, road icing, the middle of the road carelessly and poorly maintained trucks collided head-on, cross-country car front of a total loss. Processed until the traffic from the new century, the bell is only five minutes away. The next day at noon, I stopped the vehicle back to Chengdu, China and Pakistan, but also in the original roll-over near the crash site in less than 20 hours, across a century, and happen to me two major traffic accidents, magic is that I have to lose, not loss. Somewhere, I must wholeheartedly the commencement of my journey. That is why I deliberately chose life, I even lost in such attachment without any complaints, regrets, continued the search for the keynote of my life journey.
In May 2000 in-depth Lop Nur hinterland, suddenly fierce dust storms, which hit just as passionate in general, could not resist and can not stay. Remember that the Wizard Ge-Xia Peng wrote in my diary saying, "to use your courage to conquer death, do not use your death certificate of your courage." Over the next trip, I try to practice with this ideal. In 2001 the turn-the-job-jen Buchin Hill Road, I start at 3 am, just 21 hours has completed nearly 60 km mountain. I used the following year during the rainy season for three days on foot from the Ganden Monastery to Samye Monastery, the way was almost swept away by the turbulent chest, camping in the ZHUKARLO Peak, late-night hail so I can not sleep, when despair and become homesick a luxury. Back to Lhasa, give me the map Travelers bar owners can not believe I really finished the period during the rainy season the road of a hero.
In July 2002, I self-driving lasted 41 days and traveled the rugged 13,000 kilometers, journey covering Sichuan, Qinghai, Tibet, new, Gansu, Shaanxi and other places Yiqijuechen for Willful, romantic dream of wandering, middle-aged side into reality. OK before I resigned in Guangzhou, a large company's financial director, both friends and colleagues advise to stay, I still insisted on. I know back to trivial day, I will be the city Liaoluo figure, but the urban forest to give up, would let me re-invent itself in the plateau fission. I sent looking forward to quickly intervene in an unknown life, the desire to reduce to the lowest point in life, let alone rich in my heart, contains a warm and friendly, sincere way to say a "life delicious." So far I can not forget qumar he edge of 100 Tibetan antelope with my close confrontation, "Majiemi" bar residues were not let go of my feelings, the long corridors on the auspicious day hotel pleasant afternoon sunlight, and sleep Shisha snow-capped peak in the next five Peking University moved climbers souls passing midnight car stuck Gang Ren Buchin turbulent time in my life to save the Tibetan drivers Zhaxinima, transfer Hill's lurking Tibetan dogs "Dolly" left by a mysterious supernatural, through the dry desert Takla yards head of Populus euphratica let you feel the life of immortality and tenacious. Remember come to Ali because of the lack of travel, sold all his equipment, a T shirt alone crossing the Karakorum mountains, cold, after suffering from acute gastroenteritis, their teeth with a new Tibet line has completed. I have put paid to the plateau of pure and quietly started quietly looking back, feel comfortable and hang out quietly in the face of unknown, one remote skies, the night outside the right language, I was the dawn of the faithful guardian of the plateau. In the "Majiemi" bar's book left me with this statement: "I am a perpetual traveler, always listen to nobody faint heart waves dissipate vast silence, my blood, there are endless streams of paranoid, my heart had stopped, gone crazy and chase. "
2003 Spring Festival, along with his girlfriend runaway Three Gorges, the second year to the eighth day, we spent seven days along the Old Plank Road from the Fengjie Baidicheng go Padang. I am pleased that we have such a fatalistic in her choice of no regrets, even if I send her to safety reasons Guchuan Padang, her toughness, adherence to let I can not act arbitrarily deadlocked, she even parted her way along the road to demonstrate the determination of . This seven days is a segment does not wrinkle day, everything is brighter, such as spring. Even if we tighten the shoulder heavy, toe-Indian depression fatigue, a hardening of feelings at any time, sunny, optimistic. Goddess Peak standing at the foot of the shortage of Market Village, we are emotionally as a steadily with open arms so that the fog engulfed us and the wind snuggling, count Plank Road on the tow line Lehen pale color of the dash. The end of the trip has become a fancy to imagine the scenery, I had her shining between the dialogue and frank.
Each returned to cities, my mind is still a vast expanse of whiteness of the cloud of dust constantly looking, trance between the desire to extend their own. Experienced after several treacherous, some friends asked me if I must take the lives of the price asked a really, I can not in an immediate way to answer. In direct Tianzang Tai Gong Ti Temple, in the pious believers head knock and other body length in front, I linger obsessed. Often not understanding their own and can not understand there eternal significance. We are born with a pure heart and lack of natural harmony, so far the pain of a soul to go hand in hand tightly, "On the Road" is my middle-aged fairy tale, yes, but get rid of the break Unforgettable experience, and the power to keep the point, like "Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon" in 1 lines "He gave me one's got the dream." The face of the plateau Hui-ambiguous on Day and night, the desert sun kissed land Qing Xiang, Xiang Wu joins the Inn of the situation, Fen natural desire of a long journey out of the wall as Apricot. I did not take courageous forward, just gently without shock plateau dream. Wuyuwuqiu may not be bound, within walking distance you can travel freely revel, I try to look for cards with life, the ultimate height. Qianshan setting sun, thousands of miles stratus, I will use my entire life, chant, the soul will accompany each piece of I Dreamed I insisted on the journey.
Note: This is my work do not intend to get acquainted with the field trip friend Deng Chao. Compared with his bent experience, I was an ordinary tourist, he is an "I envy no Chi to follow," the travel explorers.
In last year's first meet with him during the period (along with a few friends that he or I know), even though only a Wolia first met, but during which I was the only single-mindedness to listen to his feelings, this hand, so he moved to call me The "soulmates"?
He had promised me that can not only read his travels (to be sent in this article), have the opportunity to also see his photographs and video.
A row and so on for a few months, not knowing where he went to where? Morning, has finally received his call, saying that people have come to the city where I live. Tonight, I'll wait for friends to meet again!
Author: laiba
