The Sky Road itself is a mesmerizing and majestic road. I have a reverence for it in my heart, not only because I was mesmerized by Han Hong's song, but also because of the thunderous passes, plateaus and no man's land that I was able to pass through on the way, and of course, the crystal clear and beautiful Qinghai Lake. When one is on the road, what one enjoys and witnesses is the grass and trees on the way, not the surprise that comes after lifting the veil of mystery of the destination. A glimpse of the boundless Qinghai Lake, is nature set in the barren sand on a gem. Looking around, a touch of turquoise in the yellow sand completely bewildered me, mesmerizingly fascinated me, and even gave me an urge to put my hand out of the window and grab her. And the lake swept over the birds, often dragonfly water, I guess they are her as a dazzling gem intended to take. Compared to the beauty of Qinghai Lake, the Kunlun Mountains, Tanggula Pass and no man's land of bleakness, let a person very awe of nature's harshness, but also to the sky road people's admiration and gratitude, Li Taibai said Shu Road is difficult, difficult to get to the sky! If he stumbled upon the westbound journey, he may have to completely change his mind.
The whole day and night of bumps, in the closed space to withstand the immense pain caused by the plateau reaction, really experienced an encounter with the furthest away from life, the body and mind has been in the edge of the collapse. And then, after the state of mind a little calm, has been in meditation: I will never again because of a kind of expectation in the heart and go to adventure! In the Tanggula mountain pass on the bitter encounter, let me really understand, go to Tibet is not just a simple physical quality test, but a whether with his destiny experience. As in Buddhism, it's all about the karma, and this snowy region full of Buddhist culture is itself a journey of walking in the karma!
When the train stopped at the Lhasa train station. I wrapped tight coat, with a reverent mood carefully stepped to this magical territory. Under my calm appearance tightly wrapped in excitement: I finally came to Tibet!
The Potala Palace, which is really a majestic palace, as if a giant seated on the red mountain, red and white, elegant and light, revealing a shocking majesty of the world. Although I was standing at the foot of the mountain stand and look up, but my heart has long been kneeling on the ground to worship. I pick up the steps with the flow of people, due to the lack of oxygen in the plateau, when I walked to the platform of the mountainside, already panting, sweating. I could now make out the wooden roofs and eaves of the windows, with their flying eaves and gilded copper tiles. Taking a short rest, I entered the temple with a devout heart. The first impression of the temple is not as majestic as the outside, and even a little small. Inside the corridors are intertwined, the halls are mixed, there is a kind of let a person step into the maze of illusion. Inside the temple treasures countless exotic treasures, and the cultural history of Tibet since the beginning of the border. Here is not only the world's Kui treasure, but also the miracle of mankind. With the temple monks urging, I am also walking like a hasty end of an hour appointment, with the commercial atmosphere of the more intense, the Potala Palace, the belief that the greatness has been fading away.
The Da Zhao Temple is a great building that echoes the Potala Palace, which stands a step away from the southern part of the city like a guardian of the Potala Palace. On the way to the Da Zhao Temple, I saw a lot of ambush bowing believers, three steps over. I heard that these good men and women, are from their own doorsteps to start bowing, regardless of wind and rain, regardless of the cold and heat, upholding the pious faith has been kneeling to the Da Zhao Temple. Many people fell on the way from heaven and earth, but their determination to pray for blessings and not with the physical demise and wear out, accompanied by companions or later will knock down the hardest teeth on their bodies, together with the pilgrimage to the place of the Great Showa Temple. Thousands of miles of trials and tribulations all between a belief, it is very emotional!
Standing in the Da Zhao Temple Square, countless believers, or holding a drum from morning to night around the holy side of the walk chanting, or bowing in front of the door on the green stone, in order to 100,000 equals long head, leaving a deep imprint. I can understand the belief engraved in their hearts is not to repair this life to repair the next life. I have always felt that I am considered a person of faith, but after I rubbed shoulders with them, I realized that mine is only the earthly and secular spiritual support, while they are the great righteousness of the practice of giving up the self.
People`s state of mind is so magical, will be for a moment of seeing and hearing and undulation, the awe of the Potala Palace and the great temple of the veneration, so that I am solemn to the extreme. Until you go to Namucuo only put down the spiritual shackles. Along the way to Namucuo, meadows, cows and sheep, hanging with the banner of the folk is the original face of Tibet, herdsmen riding horses waving a long whip, through the plateau red face, lips cocked up and puffed up cheeks to yell hard. Roadside flashed from time to time Mani pile, with Tibetan compatriots good wishes quietly stacked in front of the door behind the house, Tibet is really a full of blessings and faith in the territory.
When I saw the Namucuo, I was running all the way over, I do not care about the lack of oxygen on the plateau, because it is too beautiful, beautiful to describe, all I can do is to seize the time to do as much as a second to greedily inhale the flavor of her. Altitude of more than four thousand seven hundred meters on the Namucuo Lake is like a round of bright moon hanging in the sky, and like set in the sky of a bright pearl. Under the feet of the lake hit the stone broken white waves, in front of the ripples of the crystal clear lake, in the distance is the snow-capped peaks. Scenery is not drunk me I am drunk, I want to shout, let the voice to the lake and even the sky side, I want to tell her: you are really very beautiful! Suddenly there is a thought quietly walked through my heart stream, the most romantic thing in life, nothing more than the hand of his son, wandering on the shore of Namucuo, looking up at the snowy mountains, listening to the sound of the waves, and the sky whispering!
The clear blue lake, reflecting the clouds in the blue sky, such as a mirror, the world of all things into which. The end of the lake is the rolling snow-capped mountains, although it is now summer, but on the top of the mountain is still covered with snow, while the foot of the mountain is the oily green meadows, suddenly there is a feeling of a white teenager's head. Shore is the earth yellow gravel beach, grass sparsely distributed in the above, in this barren soil, but it is the paradise of the cattle, they sometimes tilted their heads back to kick their hooves and flap their tails, and then look down to find delicious grass, three or five groups of black and white cattle, embellished with the lake's only full of vitality. I think that since the heavens have created a strange landscape, they are bound to give it a scene of harmony.
Tibet is a city that walks in the sky, and we can only look up at her with admiration and kneel down to worship her. I don't think it is possible to wash away the distractions of the heart there, but it is worth coming to this snowy land to travel once in one's life, because it is full of persistence, faith, hardship and culture.