For Tibet, I have always longed for it, and there is always an inexplicable feeling, as if it is nostalgia. Could it be the home of a previous life? For the first time in 2006, the sacred majesty of Potala, namtso Lake, the beauty and peace of Basongcuo Lake, the vastness of the Nyingchi Lulang Forest Sea, and the majestic and dangerous Yarlung Zangbo Grand Canyon have been surrounded by the heart and lingering!
It's been six years since I stepped in again. Still the plane crosses. Flying in the clouds of the vast plateau, watching the white clouds fluttering in the blue sky, the clouds cirrusing the clouds, the joy in my heart is continuous, for the Tibetan complex that seems to be like a previous life!
Arrive at Lhasa Gonggar Airport in the afternoon, drive along the Lhasa River towards the city of Lhasa, and tibet in August is a harvest scene. The yellow-orange-orange barley swayed under the intoxicating blue sky, the quiet Lhasa River still flowed gracefully, and the beautiful scenery of the unchanged plateau.... Time seems to have stood still for 6 years....
When you go to Lhasa, the Jokhang Temple and Potala are bound to go on pilgrimage. In the morning, the Jokhang Temple Square is bathed in sunlight, solemn and sacred. At the entrance of the temple, what remains unchanged is the 100,000 long-headed believers, which will always be solemn and sacred.
Entering the Jokhang Temple, because I brought jade, I wanted the lama to open the light to ensure peace. The Tibetans, who had lined up in a long line of worship, kindly asked us to cut into the hut where the 12-year-old statue of Shakyamuni was enshrined. The necklace and bracelet are handed to the green lama in front of the statue, who recites it in Tibetan and places the jewelry on the statue to recite. Back in my hand, my heart was suddenly quiet and peaceful. Afterwards, many people asked how much it cost to open the light? I said no money. Temples in Tibetan areas have never been compulsory for people to spend, and I went to the Jokhang Temple and Drepung Monastery, the largest temple in Tibet (the residence of the Dalai Lama before the Potala Palace was built), and there was not even a person who collected tickets. The holiness and sacredness of Tibetan Buddhism lies in this, there is no worldly fame and fortune, but a sincere heart to the Buddha, so I have infinite respect for it!
Up to the golden dome of the Jokhang Temple, in the distance to see the Potala Palace standing noblely and silently on the mountain, echoing with the golden dome of the Jokhang Temple, the holiness and channeling is really shocking and indescribable!
The golden dome of the Jokhang Temple looks out over potala
In Lhasa, the Potala Palace is everywhere. After walking through thousands of mountains and rivers, reading countless scenes, only Potala, never tired of looking at each other, always so noble, holy, mysterious and sacred. Under the corner of the Potala wall in August, purple lavender and various flowers quietly bloom, as if guarding the temple. Slowly ascending along the white mountain road leading to Potala, the city of Lhasa has a panoramic view, and Potala, just overhead, the pilgrimage road, winds long, climbing the mountain at 3700 altitudes, tired. But the mind is indescribably ethereal, only because it is the Potala that is approaching...
To see the wealth of Tibet, it is in Potala. The spiritual pagodas of the Dalai Lamas of the past generations are not piles of gold and jade, exhausting the world's gems, and exuding wealth and majesty. Gold, silver, precious stones... In Potaran it is just building material, not wealth. Everything belongs to the gods! Traveling inside, facing a full house of gold and silver jewelry, without the slightest greed and lust, this is the charm of Potala's holiness!
Lake Namtso in August is still cold, with gray water under the gray sky. Looking back at what I saw in June 2006: the blue sky and white clouds, the lake water is blue and clear to the bottom. It's a two-fold heaven compared to the present. Nature also has its face! Holding a white yak wandering by the lake, the sky is clear, the earth is vast, and I really yearn for the pastoral herdsman life, and I don't want to go home!
The night at Potala Square is different from the gorgeous and mundane night view of other places. The Potala in the night is white and solemn under the pure white light from the bottom up, which is a different style that people admire. The Potala in the morning, noon, dusk, and night are all in the eyes, and what remains unchanged is the eternal nobility, holiness, and holiness.