Travel Diary丨Lhasa and Me

 

 

Looking at Wanliguan Mountain through the window at home

 

 

In July, I went to Lhasa, that pure plateau, that holy place; I went there with meditation.

 

 

 

 

——Potala Palace Square

Wandering in Lhasa

 

Walking on the streets of Lhasa, I looked quietly at those pious faces. I kowtowed step by step, believing in the Buddha in their hearts, and my heart became calm at that moment.
Tsangyang Gyatso said: "Living in the Potala Palace, I am the biggest king in the snowy land; walking on the streets of Lhasa, I am the most beautiful lover in the world." As the sun set in Lhasa, I searched everywhere for the figure of my lover, but I could never see him. I walked under the holy Potala and stared at the holy city I had always longed for in my dreams. I lightly caressed those ancient city walls, recalling the beautiful story about the Potala Palace - the Potala Palace was built by Songtsen Gampo to marry Princess Wencheng, so it is the holy city of Lhasa people and also The holy city of love...

 

 

——The back door of Potala Palace

 

 

 

Dreaming back to Lhasa

 

In September, I suddenly realized that I had been back from Lhasa for a month. I looked at the photos of me in Lhasa, and they seemed to be telling a beautiful story. Maybe I just woke up from that story. I am also a believer in that city. I believe in the Buddha in my heart and pursue the dreams in my heart. In this way, step by step, I reach the holy city in my heart.

During my trip to Lhasa, what I remember most is the time I went to Najin Mountain. I stood on the mountain and watched with my own eyes the Tibetan compatriots holding up prayer flags in their hands to reach the top of the mountain more than 3,000 meters above sea level. Blowing it once will bring them happiness and peace. Therefore, no matter how difficult the road is, they are willing to climb for the faith in their hearts and let the prayer flags in their hands fly throughout the plateau...

 

 

 

——Prayer flags

 

 

 

Getting to know Lhasa

 

What I like most is the sky in Lhasa, which is blue, so blue that it is deep and thorough; white, so pure that it has no exaggeration. During that trip, I often looked up at the blue sky, distant and peaceful...as if I was in another paradise in this world. This world seems to be a fairy tale, so beautiful and capricious.
I think this is the fate between me and Lhasa. I was destined to meet it from the beginning, meet on that pure plateau, meet in that holy Potala Square... Maybe, one day, I will go to that place. My obsession.

2015-09

 

 

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