Yesterday, a classmate passed by our house and sat down for a while, chatting and saying that it had been ten years since we went to Hainan Island and rode the Sichuan-Tibet Line together.
Looking through the photo album, there was no photo of the two of us.
▲Two companions who rode together that year
On the one hand, we split up after halfway through the ride in Litang, and my classmates wanted to conquer the Sichuan-Tibet Line with their legs; while I wanted to experience the local customs more, so I took a lot of rides in the second half of the ride, and ended up living in Litang. We stayed in Lulang for 4 days, stayed in Lulang for 5 days, and even stayed in Lhasa for 7 days without seeing each other. They all looked at each other, but their different goals did not affect their relationship at all.
On the other hand, I don’t really like to deliberately photograph myself in specific scenery. I think it’s fine if people actually arrive, and there is no need to deliberately record and prove anything with photos .
The few who remembered it and actively wanted to take pictures of themselves had a strange idea. At the entrance of the Erlang Mountain Ancient Tea Horse Trail, I saw an uncle walking towards us with a stick on his back. I felt that was too "ancient trail". I felt so good, so I asked him to take a photo of me and my uncle;
Later, I asked my brother to help me take pictures in the East Hall of Foguang Temple. To a great extent, it also showed the majesty of the Tang Dynasty brackets ;
▲The East Hall of Foguang Temple in the Tang Dynasty
I spent a long time taking selfies in the main hall of Fengguo Temple in the cold weather, just to show off the hugeness of the Buddha statue.
▲Seven Buddhas in the main hall of Fengguo Temple in Liao Dynasty
In the past ten years, I have been to a lot of places because of my work in the tourism industry. But like that time, there was no utility, no mission (the company's, my own), and no purpose. I just wanted to see it with my body and mind. It seems like only two or three times .
Unforgettable in Litang, Brother Yixi took us to the Changchunker Temple and took out his treasured Tibetan robes. He said they must put on Tibetan robes to show respect when entering the temple , but he asked me first Try it on and take photos for me;
▲Brother Yixi took us to visit Changchun Keer Temple
It is unforgettable that I went to harvest wheat and highland barley with the local people in Lulang, and I was responsible for taking care of the children;
▲Rulangnamai Village. One family harvests, the whole village helps
It is unforgettable that two middle-aged couples were sitting in Lao Guangming, chatting with me about their son going to college in the coast. While chatting, they kept giving me sweet tea.
▲Old Guangming Tea House, I heard it has been demolished
At a class reunion that year, my classmates told me that they were going to ride the Sichuan-Tibet Line next year. Being conservative, I felt that I could do this if I had an open mind, so I said I would go with you that night.
Yesterday we were talking about this experience ten years ago, and I remembered the lyrics of “The Nights”, “He said, one day you’ll leave this world behind, So live a life you will remember.” I think this should be a day that we will all remember for a lifetime.