"How can you not like to set off??It is a pity that I have never seen the majesty of the mountains; I am still a pity that I have seen the majesty of the mountains but not the vastness of the sea; I have seen the vastness of the sea, but I have never seen the desert It’s still a pity to see the vastness of the desert, but not to see the mystery of the forest. There are eternal scenery in the world, and people have an eternal mood.”

——Wang Guozhen "I Like to Start"

 

"The fairyland in the sky, the Yangzhuo in the world. The stars in the sky, the cattle and sheep by the lake"
 
Snowy Tibet is a pilgrimage destination for everyone. With piety and perseverance, we set foot on the plateau, stay with the mountains, and talk to the clouds.
 
 
We love the unique culture of Tibetan Buddhism in Lhasa, as well as the blue sky, white clouds, mountain peaks and lakes.
 
Tibet is a thick book. It is a unique regional unit composed of a collection of nature and humanities. After reading it for the first time, we always have problems and do not understand it.
 
 
Yamdrok Yumco is such a plateau barrier lake. Under the reflection of the sun, the 250-kilometer long and narrow lake is as blue as a sapphire. No matter how the angle changes, it is quietly embedded in the mountain col. The tender blue that I can't put down, and sometimes the sky blue that contrasts well with the sky. The beauty of Yanghu Lake lies in its tranquility and close embrace of the soul-stirring blue that is rare to see in this life.
 
After crossing the mountain pass, you will see the twinkling lakes and mountains on the roadside, which instantly captures people's camera lenses and eyes behind the lenses, and they dare not slack off for a moment.
 
 
Yanghu Lake is like the tears of Buddha, which softens your extremely hard heart. This is the holy lake in the sky. The sun shines through the cotton-like clouds, shining golden light on the earth, on the grass and trees of Yanghu Lake, on the lake water, and on the faces of tourists.
 
The pure snow-capped mountains in the distance are reflected in the quiet lake. The Buddha is crying. He hates the greed, anger and ignorance in the world. He worships others and lives in the Dragon Palace for a long time. And this tear, falling into the world, becomes the most beautiful scenery, turning into a dreamy lake that haunts the heart.
 
It is said that the reincarnated living Buddha has also asked about the lake water of Yamdrok Yumco, and she knows God's will secretly. How long does it take for boys to practice to mature, and how far does it take for girls to travel to meet themselves; Tibet is above, and Yanghu is above, urging me to raise my whip and urge me to hit the road.
 
People who come here turn this place into a dream, like the most unreal scenery in the world, one step into the world and one step into heaven. They regard this place as the paradise they have finally found, and their eyes are like the spotlight in front of the Buddhist altar looking up sincerely. But this is not a utopia where everyone is friendly. Are you wrong? The direction may have been wrong from the beginning.
 
 
How much will the process of civilization change the world? A pile of telegraph poles like nails, and a circle of viewing platforms that are bounded by the ground, nature is gradually being divided. The original natural paradise is gradually shrinking. Will I still be able to see the natural and pristine beauty next time? It's hard to say.
 

Who holds my hand and arrests my madness for half my life;

Who kisses my eyes and covers my half-life wandering;

Who caress my face and comforts my sorrow for half a lifetime;

Who, with my heart, melts the frost of half my life;

Who can hold my shoulders and drive me into silence all my life?

Who calls my heart to cover up the misfortune of my life;

Who abandoned me and left me alone in sorrow for the rest of my life;

Who can understand my intention and make me have no regrets in this life?

Who can give me a helping hand, unparalleled throughout the ages;

Who can give me my heart? An inch of land is like a void;

Who can bury my sorrow, laugh at the vanity of the world, and make my heart crazy?

——Tsangyang Gyatso

Xiaosu has already embarked on his return journey, and his journey to the northwest in 2020 has also come to an end.

Life is endless and the journey is endless.

Thank you all for accompanying us, see you on the next journey!

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