If you want to go to Tibet for a long time, you may want to go too far. Therefore, when you actually leave, you feel that you have been there many times. Have to admit that this is a wonderful feeling.     The ticket was bought by a trustee. Because it was too difficult to buy, and he wanted to take a train to Lhasa , it must be different from the feeling of flying. Until I get on the train, I still want to go to Tibet? Really want to go to Tibet. As the car left Beijing with shaking , many people cheered on the car. Tibet is an exotic ethereal dream for everyone. For me, it is heaven. Many years ago, I heard a book written in Tibet, Malihua's "Into Tibet," and I know that Tibet is a past life. Sitting alone at the window, Anne Baby's "Lotus" was placed in his hand, and there was a breath of Tibet in it. The plentiful Qinghai-Tibet line gave a feeling of overwhelming. The Qinghai-Tibet line is a line of mystery and hardship. After entering the plateau, the altitude sickness began. Although it was ready, it still felt breathless. Inside the car, there is a diffuse supply of oxygen. There are Tibetan compatriots singing and dancing. There are excited young men and women pointing to a wild horse. Look, Mustang! Someone said, "Zhang Linjiang, Zhang Linjiang." In fact, it is called a person's name. People who are full of cars are squatting. Where are they? Everyone called "Zhang Linjiang" a "Tibetan antelope." Really saw the Tibetan antelope, everyone held their breath, for fear that the Tibetan antelope ran away. The scenery on the plateau has a sad atmosphere. It is no wonder that one of my friends who was a soldier on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau said that you have not been to Tibet and you do not know the kind of atmosphere and desolateness.  The train traveled to a remote intersection on the Qinghai-Tibet Highway. I saw a sister hotel. It was a pair of sisters who opened this hotel. Their husbands were all car drivers on the Qinghai-Tibet line. Later they unfortunately sacrificed when carrying out a transport mission. The sisters wiped away tears and resisted the pain and decided to open a hotel at this junction because they knew that some of the goods that were stationed in Tibet’s troops had to be transported by these car soldiers. They were busy on the road, and they flew away and left the stone. Their lives were suspended. They were The most bitter. They opened this sister hotel and gave them a little warmth, a little strength, and nostalgia for their dead husbands. Perhaps they are also integrated into the Qinghai-Tibet line as the group of motorists. Looking at the rows of military vehicles outside the hotel, I think that these car drivers also regard this place as their own home. It is said that before each leave, they are saluting the pair of sisters. I suddenly want to shed tears. Tibet, thanks to these people, has become more vivid and tragic. When the train arrived in Lhasa, there was a hint of trembling in my heart. I said, Tibet, I'm coming.      There are many people in the Potala Palace . Sometimes I think the opening of the Qinghai-Tibet Railway is good or bad in Tibet. A large number of passengers marched in, almost to the point where they shouldered their shoulders. From afar, the Potala Palace is magnificent and majestic on the hillside. In front of the Jokhang Temple, there are many believers who come to the pilgrimage. They worshipped and worshipped one another. They were extremely pious and one step at a time. The cloths on their hands were almost rotten. Perhaps their souls had already been attributed to Tibet. The feeling that gave me all of a sudden, such as worldly. I looked at the clear blue sky like a tear, suddenly felt a clear heart. The impetuous air before it came to nothing, and all the troubles were so small and small that they were in the dust. In the evening, I found the hotel near the Jokhang Temple. It was 120 yuan a night and it was clean. It seemed to me that he was carrying something that was several tens of kilograms in weight. I breathed heavily, and I began to inhale oxygen from the train. Even now, I cannot leave the oxygen bag. After dawn, I met several people who came to Tibet alone . The door "black guide" took us to Namco, 400 yuan per person, we have the price of the last 380 yuan traded, eight people, including a Japanese people. More than four hours to reach Namco. I stayed. So pure water, then clear blue, I forgot my headache, forgot that my body seemed to be loose, and ran down, almost flung it into her arms.  It was still sunny, and it came to the cloud. The rain quickly soaked us, but no one moved. When the rain drips down to the lake, our heavy breathing can be heard. Someone said that heaven is heaven. Only a moment later, the rain stopped and there was a rainbow. I picked up the stones from the lake and put them in bags. This stone is so beautiful and beautiful, how many thousands of years ago? When I returned to Lhasa , I started to have a low fever. There was a doctor at the clinic downstairs. He said that you had a very high altitude sickness and it was recommended that you go home. With your doctor, you can buy the nearest train ticket. I refused. I would also like to go to Shigatse . Still looking for people to go together. Or "black guide" a young Tibetan man, thick eyebrows, black and red face, Chinese is not fluent, but he looks very good, really good-looking. Get on the train, take oxygen, and send a text message to your friends. Tell them that this place, after coming, the soul is easy to get out of it. If you are afraid of the soul, don't come. Before, my two artist friends came to Tibet, after a never came back, married a girl Ali, now living in Ali, had the easiest life - past, he was in the heart of Beijing city Live a luxury life. And the other one, he was a monk, vegetarian vegetarian, since then, only painted in Tibet. There are many places to go, such as Ali, such as Linzhi , such as Medog. However, I know I should go back because I have to give myself a thought. It took four or five days in Tibet to feel a lifetime. Some places are like this. After they have passed, it seems that they have found a past life and this life. Even if it is only a brief encounter, it will be unforgettable. Just like the love I encountered, I met someone who was good. Therefore, when leaving Tibet, please allow my eyes to be slightly moist. So, when I got on the train back, I promised myself that I would still come to Tibet with a train, with the simplest bag and the simplest heart. Goodbye, I am alone in Tibet. 
I brought 6 bags of oxygen and kept sucking. I still felt chest tightness. Everyone on the way can be particularly excited. The Japanese did not bring an oxygen bag. He took out 200 yuan to buy me one. I shook my head. He added another 100 yuan. I still shook my head. # He bowed his head sadly, I handed him one, and then set his hand, not money. In this kind of place, there is a feeling of dependability. He almost cried and looked at me with gratitude. 
   Friends are right. Tibet is full of spirits. This kind of demeanor will wash everyone's heart. Four hours went to Shigatse, listening to the young man's high-pitched tune, and he couldn't understand it, but he was really nice. In three hours, it arrived in the county town of Tori. After seeing the snow-capped mountains and being surrounded by a gazing spirit, people are already dying, and they are eager to jump and jump into the eyes of a blind man. Bad signal, I called my friend, he asked, what's wrong with you? I sobbed and said, I feel uncomfortable and I can't tell the pain.