Lhasa (2) When I first met, my long hair fell to the ground.

I slept and woke up countless times, and finally ushered in the first light in Lhasa.

I dragged my tired body, put on my groggy head, got dressed and went to the window. I opened the curtains and opened the window. The first ray of sunshine from Lhasa, accompanied by the cold air, rushed into my room. I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths. When the breath of Lhasa slowly penetrated into my heart and lungs, I began to indulge in it, and my body and mind felt a sense of ecstasy.

Just as I was immersed in my own world and tears were about to flow out of my eyes, there was a sudden "jingling" sound. I opened my eyes and looked under the window. I saw a Tibetan riding a horse and walking leisurely on the road. My mind is in a trance: is this Lhasa? Or-pastoral areas?

In the morning, Xiao Nan asked me to go shopping. I said, "I'll get a haircut first."

In a barber shop opposite the hotel, I cut my long hair that I had left for more than two years into a flat head. I watched my neck-length hair being cut off, slowly scattered and scattered on the ground. I thought to myself: Yes, yes, they were originally reserved for Lhasa! Now that my wish has come true, it's time to land!

Accompanied by Xiao Nan, I visited most of the streets that day.

We went to Jokhang Temple, Potala Palace, Zongjiao Lu Kang Park and many places whose names I don't remember. When we parted in the evening, Xiao Nan asked me again: "Lhasa is like this. Are you disappointed? " I said, "No, I think it's fine!"

I know why Xiao Nan keeps asking me this question again and again. Because many people will be disappointed because of the huge gap between reality and "dreams" after coming to Lhasa, because they love "Lhasa" deeply, cast too many thoughts for her and waited too long. However, I don't have the feeling that the more I love Lhasa, the more I hate it, because I haven't invested too much "luxury" fantasy in Lhasa from the beginning.

This is not because I don't love Lhasa, or that I don't love Lhasa enough. On the contrary, I believe that I love Lhasa more than they do, but I love Lhasa without any additional conditions or modifications. It is this "love" that makes Lhasa in my mind impeccable.

Just as I love a person, I love her, not "beautiful", "virtuous", "charming" and "kind". Therefore, whether there are adjectives or not, it will not affect my love for her. No matter what happens, no matter what she becomes, I will love her without hesitation or reservation.

The next day, with the help of Xiao Nan and Xiao Shi (Xiao Nan's friends), I moved into a new residence-a family hotel on Xianzu Island. Although sharing with the landlord, the room rate is half cheaper than that of the hotel, so I think it is very cost-effective.

After staying for a few days, I found that the landlord is also good, which belongs to the typical northeast personality: frank, witty and talkative. We often stay up late to chat. Moreover, later he gave me the room fee for the last few days, and I felt that I had made a fortune.

After moving home, Xiao Nan and I walked slowly through Sun Island and along Jiangsu Road.

When I walked to the gate of Tibet University, I inadvertently looked up and saw the passenger station across the road, and suddenly wanted to go to the railway station. I think this strange idea may be because I didn't have a good look at the railway station at night when I got off the train, or it may be to make up for the regret that I missed the first train to Lhasa six months ago.

I don't want to see so many scenic spots, but I have to see some railway stations. Xiao Nan is not bored and wants to go with me.

Six months ago, when Tibet was connected by train, many people worried that Tibet would lose its characteristics. However, when I saw the railway station in Lhasa, I felt that this kind of worry was unnecessary. Because it is the most special railway station I have ever seen: the colors are the two most traditional colors in Tibetan architecture-crimson and white, and the shape of the wall and the lines on the surface are similar to those on the side wall-it looks heavy and heavy. From a distance, the whole railway station is patchwork, with a little charm of Potala Palace.

After returning to the city, it was getting late, and Xiaonan took a ride home.

Under the care of her sister, Xiao Nan is very cautious and hardly goes out at night. On second thought, "It's not easy for such a girl to pick me up at the train station at night!" "

After leaving Peony, I wandered around Xianzu Island thinking about what to eat for dinner.

While waiting for dinner in the restaurant outside the community, I received a short message from Xiaonan. She asked me, "Are you home?" To reassure her, I replied, "I'm here, watching TV."

I put down my cell phone and looked at the noodles just served by the waiter on the table. I am very surprised: why did you want to eat in a restaurant in Xinjiang and order noodles from Xinjiang?

Therefore, I have to admit: I still miss Xinjiang, at least I miss Xinjiang's food.

"What to do tomorrow?" Xiao Nan sent a text message to ask me.

"rest." I answered her.

I didn't have a good rest at night and kept walking during the day. After two days, I'm really a little tired and should have a rest.

God seems to be cooperating with me. It snowed heavily that night.

Looking out of the window in the morning, it was all white, so I had to shrink back and lie under the covers all morning.

At noon, the snow outside showed no signs of stopping. I thought to myself, "You can't lie in bed like this. You must stand up and move. " So, I put on my clothes and went down to the first floor with a quilt.

In the living room on the first floor, I wrapped myself in a quilt like zongzi and sat on the sofa shivering and watching TV. The landlord suggested, "Why don't you ask Xiaoshi to fight the landlord?" So, the three of us spent that cold afternoon watching TV while fighting the landlord.

At that time, it was the most boring and helpless way we could think of to kill boredom.

In the evening, Xiaoshi and I began to discuss "What should we eat for dinner in such a cold day?"

"Why don't we cook for ourselves?" Xiaoshi said.

"good!" I also think it's a good idea.

So, we bought tomatoes, potatoes and eggs in the vegetable shop outside the community and went to her house to cook. However, due to the lack of understanding of "food is not easy to cook at high altitude", rice is cooked a little raw and vegetables are not fried satisfactorily. But I was still eaten by Xiaoshi and one of her roommates, which made me feel very gratified.

When eating, Xiaoshi and her roommate talked about their other roommate, to the effect that:

"She didn't come back last night. Will something happen? "

"I don't think so. What will happen if I go out with some donkeys (friends)? "

In the university library, I once read a girl's travel notes, one of which tells her experience of traveling alone before the Three Gorges was flooded. Her dangerous and interesting experience made me both envious and fascinated. Because of this book, I first learned the word "donkey friend". However, at that time, I felt that both "traveling" and "traveling friends" were far away from me.

This conversation between Xiao Shi and his roommate is the first time I have heard the words "donkey friend" and "donkey friend" in real life. This makes me feel that "donkey friend" seems not so far away from me. And this trip to Lhasa, for me, is a trip.

If "outdoor" is an oil field hidden in my heart, then this trip is a pipeline leading to this oil field, and the conversation between Xiaoshi and his roommate seems to have nothing to do with me, but it is a match carelessly discarded by the owner: it happened to be thrown at the other end of the pipeline and has not been completely extinguished. It still has a faint spark, which slowly ignited my "outdoor" dream.

So, half a year later, in Xinjiang, I entered the "outdoor" circle.

I know some people will be concerned about the personal safety of "another roommate". When I was writing my travel notes, I asked Xiaoshi, and she said, "All right."

It finally cleared up after a day and a night of heavy snow. Xiao Shi and Xiao Nan and I went for a walk along the Lhasa River in Xianzu Island.

Winter is the dry season of Lhasa River, and there is only some water in the middle of the river bed. Xiaoshi and I slipped into the river bed along a rope on the guardrail. Xiao Nan didn't dare to slide down at first, but at the instigation of Xiao Shi and me, he finally slipped down.

Next to the crystal-clear Lhasa River, we walked slowly on pebbles, basking in the warm sun, and talked about some irrelevant topics, such as: Have you been anywhere to play, it's beautiful, and so on.

I hit Shui Piao with flat pebbles on the river, and sometimes I can hit more than a dozen. This reminds me of my happy childhood. As we grow up, a lot of happiness is drifting away from us. But in Lhasa, I got them back. Although short-lived, it is beautiful.

On the Lantern Festival, I went to Xiaonan's house.

After lunch, we sat on a small bench in the yard and chatted in the sun. In Lhasa, this is the most comfortable and my favorite way to relax.

"Are you sure you want to come to Lhasa to find a job?" Sister peony asked me.

This is the first time I have faced this heavy problem since I arrived in Lhasa. I know I can't answer this question, but I know I can't avoid it. Because I will leave Lhasa soon and return to Xinjiang to hand in the outline of my graduation thesis. This means that I will graduate soon, and I don't have much time to think and discuss with her. I know I can't convince her, and I know I can't let go of Tibet. For so many years, this knot has been entangled with me, and it seems that it will never be untied. Even this time I came to Lhasa, I secretly came behind her back. These days in Lhasa, I have been lying to her: I am still in my hometown.

"I don't know!" I answered bitterly.

In the evening, we go out to watch fireworks. However, there was no large-scale fireworks display in Lhasa that day, only sporadic fireworks were scattered in the night sky, which was fleeting. But it didn't disappoint me, because I saw thousands of butter lamps in the hall in front of Jokhang Temple for the first time.

I was a little drunk when I was lying on the window smelling the delicious fragrance. Before that, I always thought that ghee should release a foul smell when it burns.

When I got a call from brother Zhang, I was still lying in bed, and I vaguely heard him say that he wanted me to go to work. After answering the phone, I got out of bed, cleaned up in a hurry and took a taxi to the company in luxury.

Brother Zhang introduced me to the company and matters needing attention, and then arranged a computer for me to study by myself. Everything is learned at school. After simple management, I can go out to work.

In order to facilitate my work, Zhang Ge also gave me a battery car, which saved me a lot of transportation expenses in Lhasa.

Then I started my "temporary job" in Lhasa.

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