The scenery on the road from Lhasa to Yanghu and a scenic spot called Yajiang Valley.

I rested in Lhasa for two days and spent a painful period of high reaction. On the third day, I am going to Yongcuo, Yang Zhuo. I didn't expect to meet a small scenic spot on the way to Yanghu, so I stopped to have a look. Let me speak slowly.

First of all, the roads in the border areas of Tibet are really amazing, wide and smooth. Driving on such a clean and refreshing road, my heart is clean, and I feel that everything around me matches the blue sky and white clouds.

In many people's minds, the frontier is often relatively backward, but Tibet is not. The roads around Lhasa are well built, even more mature than many national highways in the mainland, which I didn't expect before I went to Tibet.

It's late spring, and large purple flowers are blooming on the roadside. The feeling of seeing flowers in this endless "huge suburb" is different from that in the city.

After talking about the roadside scenery, let's go back to the small scenic spot on the way to Yang Lake mentioned at the beginning of this article, or a viewing platform called Yajiang Valley. This is an open valley. Strictly speaking, it can only be regarded as a platform for taking photos to record altitude.

There is a monument on the platform, and two Tibetan mastiffs stand on both sides for a long time. Of course, if you want to photograph this monument, you can add a dog and a 20 yuan to it.

Seeing tourists arguing with them, even quarreling, affected the mood of all tourists taking pictures, but it would be a pity not to take this 4280-meter brand. Fortunately, when I am old, I am no longer impulsive. When you get rid of many things, you learn to "think again".

On second thought, how many times can I come to Tibet in my life? So that's it. Think of it as spending 20 yuan to buy a happy mood. Look at the troubles of this world. After you figure it out, it's no big deal. Besides, such a pure Tibetan mastiff can only be seen in Tibet, which belongs to the plateau and is alive in the mainland.

In fact, on the road near Yajiang Valley, Tibetan brothers have set up stalls there to take pictures. Probably 10 yuan or take photos of 20 yuan.

Through the window, I think this big guy in Mao Mao is still cool.

In this observation deck in Yajiang Valley, besides Tibetan mastiffs, there are yaks and little white sheep. Tibetan brothers dressed yaks beautifully, wearing crowns and robes, just like a bride to be married. Make it to 5 yuan or 10 yuan, and you can sit on it and pose at will. But I really can't bear to sit on it. Just tell my brother that I'll give you 10 yuan, and you can let me take some pictures of the cows alone.

In this way, the Tibetan brothers happily took over his baby, pressed the shutter, and each was satisfied.

Maybe now is not the right time to go. Although the whole valley is spectacular and vast, there is no water in the valley now, only dark blue distant mountains and turquoise swamps at the bottom can be seen.

Legend has it that the army of the Tibetan king was stationed here, and the road at the bottom of the valley has long been broken and blurred. It was once a major thoroughfare for official exchanges. At that time, the water was beautiful and the grass was fertile, and the river here was connected with the Yarlung Zangbo River. Now, the past is long gone. Only in this barren gray-green land can I paint my vague imagination with my brain hole.

Looking at the distance quietly for a while, thinking about your heart for a while. The road in the distance is like a thin belt, with small black spots and white spots flickering. It is a slow-moving car.

Almost every visitor passing by here will get off and punch in. Of course, punching in is a pleasure on the road. Another thing is that you can rest and adjust here, and then you can continue on your way.

When I left, my friend said that it is not clear whether this is a recognized formal scenic spot or a tool for Tibetans to make a living by relying on mountains.

I'm sister Dahong, a travel FM anchor, a global travel experiencer, exploring unpopular destinations and sharing minority secrets. Travel is not an attitude, but life itself.