Tibet Potala Palace believe that we all know, even if we do not know specifically will be heard inside the song, here is a sacred place, people who come here must hold a pious heart, the Potala Palace is a little bit of talk is not finished, the following small make-up to talk to you about how to play here should be.
There is a Tibet tour in early summer. Stayed in the hotel near the Potala Palace, stay in Lhasa a few days time, almost every day will pass the Potala Palace. Or by car, or on foot, every time you pass the Potala Square in front of the Potala Palace, will raise their heads to look up and fix their eyes on this red and white majestic palace.
Morning, afternoon, evening every gaze, will harvest a different feeling and the same touch.
The Potala Palace in the morning, the background is mostly washed blue sky. That kind of deep and quiet and clear to almost transparent blue, such as painting the thangka indispensable mineral pigment peacock blue, blue to teach people to be intoxicated, colorful to let a person fascinated.
The Potala Palace with milk, icing sugar and flour white ash whitewash, as well as mixed into the brown sugar of the red powder whitewash red walls, in the blue color of the sky against the backdrop, seemingly exceptionally calm and solemn, through a wisp of intimidating solemnity and majesty.
Almost any time, you can see the hand-held menstruation tube from the Potala Palace before the sidewalk walked by. Or in groups of three or five, or walk alone, especially the majority of elderly people with hobbling steps.
Strangely enough, they are not like those of us in a hurry, the envious eyes to the Potala Palace, but constantly shaking the hands of the drum, the mouth chanting, footsteps in a hurry, the eye is not evil, no distractions, just catch their own way.
I think, that must be because the Potala Palace has long stood in their hearts. The holy white, dignified red, mysterious black, dazzling gold, has long been printed in their hearts on the sacred colors.
Breathtaking visual impact, just the instant shock of our ordinary people, and the universal fulfillment and spiritual liberation, is the ultimate pursuit of their eternal and unchanging.
The Potala Palace in the afternoon, in the plateau of the sun shining under the appearance of extraordinarily brilliant and magnificent. White walls, white and more elegant; red walls, red and more graceful, and the ancient heavy black window frames, in the heavy and dignified through a few points in the mystery of people's reverie.
The most eye-catching, of course, is still towering at the top of the palace of the seven copper tiles gilt gold roof. When the hot sunlight directly projected on the golden roof of the golden tile, a blinding golden light burning brilliance, in the blue sky changed many radiant cross, cohesion of countless heads looking up at the eyes and can not help but marvel.
Occasionally a few white clouds drifted by, slow and easy, as if walking leisurely. Standing in the blue sky and white clouds in the background of the Potala Palace, so it will give birth to a few dynamic.
This time, they will be in a trance - is the Potala Palace in the walk, or white clouds in the flow? Summer afternoons look forward to the Potala Palace, the best location should be in the Potala Square on both sides of the green space.
Both can escape the scorching sun of the plateau, but also to appreciate the Potala Palace is different from the norm of another expression. Row after row of leafy, vibrant willow trees, the dense willow silk woven into a green frame, no matter through which frame, can be the majestic Potala Palace into the eyes.
This time the Potala Palace, magically standing in the blue sky, white clouds, green water, seems to be less condescending to look down on the living world of the solemnity and majesty, more points of warmth and approachability of the gentle and dynamic.
When I moved my eyes to the water reflected in the blue sky and white clouds and the Potala Palace, meet the wind blowing wrinkled a pool of green water. I was surprised to find another wonderful painting in the frame - clear blue, hazy white, heavy red, deep green
By the wind into countless fragments, floating in the blue waves of the water, a combination of rough brush strokes, colorful imagery of oil paintings.
The evening of the Potala Palace, shrouded in blue and gray twisted intertwined into the dark twilight. In the last touch of the setting sun, the white walls of the palace as if coated with a layer of earthy yellow oil, and crimson palace walls reflect, showing a calm and robust temperament.
The twilight is getting thicker, nightfall, some of the windows of the upper floor of the Potala Palace, began to light up although not bright but let a person rejoice and encouragement of the light - because these windows out of the light, heralding a colorful, beautiful and mysterious palace, is about to appear in the countless eagerly awaited in the eager eyes.
When facing the Potala Palace Potala Square lights up, Sola Wangm interpretation of the Tibetan Plateau with the music fountain water columns of the gush of volatile, heavenly floating in the plaza over the time, has long been gathered in the square people cheered, the group boiled. We have taken out the camera, set up a tripod, ready to the night in the Potala Palace into the lens, leaving a precious memory. But it is puzzling, the Potala Palace does not seem to be as bright as the square.
The evening was earthy yellow walls, although gradually changed into a lighter beige, but do not see any signs of lighting.
So to the square on duty security personnel to inquire, his answer makes me more and more confused: "Potala Palace lights have opened ah!" About more than ten minutes later, the heavy night engulfed the sky the last touch of blue, ears suddenly drifted to the different accents of the sound of amazement, click, click, click, click, the camera shutter sound is the rise and fall into a loud.
Looking up at the Potala Palace, just now also light beige palace walls, in a moment has been replaced by a holy and noble white dress; and the original deep and heavy red walls, also become charming and dynamic.
The Potala Palace at night, like a hanging in the black velvet on the silk works, glittering, brilliant. So it dawned on me - the Potala Palace landscape lighting, probably using the kind of brightness slowly increasing high-pressure sodium lamps.
The sky gradually darkened, the lights gradually brightened, when such a two-way change to reach a point of convergence, the night of the Potala Palace will come out of nowhere, to a kind of stunning posture to accept the world's admiration and pilgrimage.
The expression of the Potala Palace is unpredictable and colorful, I have seen, undoubtedly only a few of them. I think, the silver wrapped Potala Palace, the spring flowers of the Potala Palace, the autumn colors of the Potala Palace
must be each with a thousand, beautiful, just like me such a hasty passer-by will be difficult to take in all the eye. However, this is also for my next trip to Lhasa presupposes a good reason.
The musical fountain on the square is constantly changing the shape of the water column, Sola Wangmu's "Tibetan Plateau" song is over, and the heart-tugging "Heavenly Road" resonates through the clouds. And at the moment echoed in my mind, but the song that countless people are fascinated by the "back to Lhasa": "back to Lhasa, back to the Potala"