I went to Tibet last week and my stay was very short, only 9 days. I stayed in Lhasa for eight nights. The last time I went to Tibet was 10 years ago in March. Although I had been to the plateau many times at that time, I experienced the first high altitude sickness in Lhasa. In the next ten years, I often have lingering fears about the plateau. At that time, I didn’t have much fun in Tibet due to work reasons. Although I stayed there for three weeks, I only visited Potala Palace Square, Jokhang Temple, and Norbulingka. At a turning point in my life, I was not in the mood to play. When I left, I did not leave with my love for Tibet, but with infinite regrets. I thought it would be easy to get there, just a few hours flight away, but I didn't expect that it would already be ten years since we said goodbye.
This time I went to Tibet, there was no altitude sickness at all, everything was perfect. So much so that I don’t feel any worries in Tibet. I have a very good appetite every day and eat two bowls of rice every meal. Even though I know that everything will go back to the past when I return to the mainland, I will still try to enjoy the happiness of the moment.
In February, I actually wanted to take a train to Lhasa in March, just in time to revisit it in ten years. But the increasingly serious epidemic has disrupted everything. When I made the trip, I changed the train to a plane to Tibet in order to avoid spending too much time on public transportation.
Ten years ago, it was popular to travel to Tibet on a budget, cleanse your soul in paradise, bask in the sun on the wall of the Jokhang Temple, and watch the flow of people in a daze. Ten years later, that all changed. Those at the base of the wall were gone. What remains unchanged are the believers and the heavenly Tibet. Maybe this time I really realized what paradise-like Tibet is. Due to my schedule, I didn’t go too far and only played around Lhasa. But it was enough for me, because I just wanted to see what real Tibet is like and take a good look at Lhasa. Fortunately, even though ten years have passed, they are still there beautifully. Five years ago, I wrote about the fragmented memory of Tibet. In the past five years, my life has changed a lot, and I even tried to change a lot to cater to the changing world. But one day I find that a hypocritical life is not very annoying, and no one will think that you have become better because of your changes. Think about it and just be yourself. People's change should be to learn to listen, learn to listen to other people's sufferings, and learn to listen to other people's suggestions. Instead of learning to be a person you don't even like yourself.
Instead of caring about other people’s betrayal and unkindness
It is better to manage your own dignity and beauty
It is said that this is what Coco Chanel said, but I don’t know if it is true.
Hello 2020. Ten years later, Tibet, here I come.