Because Lhasa came suddenly, Zijun didn't make any preparations before, so after checking into the hotel, she felt a little dizzy at the first time, but thinking that it was probably due to the climate, she didn't pay attention to it. Beechcraft starts

At first, I felt groggy, but I couldn't sleep in the second half of the night, and I only felt a headache when I got up in the morning, Tong Zhenyu asked her whether to go to the Potala Palace or Nyingchi first, she shook her head and said that she had a headache and didn't want to go anywhere.

Only then did Tong Zhenyu notice that her expression was wrong, and glared at her: "Why didn't you say it earlier if you were uncomfortable?"

"I thought I'd be fine with a little sleep," she said truthfully.

"Here, take medicine," Tong Zhenyu took out a bottle of medicine from his duffel bag and handed it to her: "You are a high reaction, if you told me last night, maybe you will be fine by taking medicine." ”

Zijun, who came to Lhasa for the first time, didn't react at once.

"Altitude sickness" Tong Zhenyu explained to her the meaning of high reaction.

"Hehe, it turns out that hanging is the same thing," Zijun took the pills and water cups, and swallowed a few pills in one go.

"How can high anti-anti and hanging mean the same thing" Tong Zhenyu was taken aback: "What does hanging mean?"

"Hanging is the Shanghai Crane Factory," Zijun explained to Tong Zhenyu with a smile.

“。”

Tong Zhenyu was directly speechless, okay, he will definitely not tell her concise words in the future.

Zijun is young, and his body is good, after taking the medicine given by Tong Zhenyu, the dizziness slowly disappeared, and after breakfast, the whole person was fine.

"Can I go out to play today?" asked Tong Zhenyu as she looked at her as her face gradually improved.

"Yes," Zijun waved his hand and kicked his legs: "I'm fine, I've come here, it's better not to come to the hotel if I don't go out to play." ”

He laughed and asked for her opinion: "Then should we go to the Potala Palace first or somewhere else?"

"Let's go to the Potala Palace," Zijun gave the answer without thinking about it, "I want to go to the Potala Palace for a pilgrimage." ”

“。”

Tong Zhenyu was silent, looking at Zhang Zijun's face, another similar face gradually came to mind.

"I want to go to the Potala Palace for worship the most," she used to say to him, and her face looked particularly bright in the sun.

"You're not a believer, what are you doing worship," he scoffed at her words.

"Who said that only believers can do worship," she pouted, "I'm not a believer, and I'm going to do worship." ”

"Let's go, Zhenyu," Zijun pushed Tong Zhenyu, who was standing there in a daze, with his hand: "What's the matter, are you also high?"

"No," Tong Zhenyu quickly came back to his senses, smiled at her and waved his arm and said, "I have such a good body, where can I get altitude sickness?"

The first stop was the Potala Palace, because it was a little late, many people outside the door couldn't buy tickets, and Tong Zhenyu didn't know who was inside, in short, he quickly got two tickets out.

The Potala Palace, commonly known as the second Putuo Mountain, stands on the red mountain of Lhasa City, is a large-scale palace-style building complex, the whole palace has a distinctive Tibetan style, the whole body is pink and white, standing on the red mountain looks holy and majestic, the Tibetans call it the white palace.

At the gate of the palace, Zijun saw the legendary Tibetan believer, a true worshipper, with his hands folded, held high above his head, lowered his forehead, and lay down on his stomach in front of his chest, lying down, on the ground, with his hands forward, getting up, walking three steps forward, repeating

She also wanted to worship like that, but she was not a believer, and she did not have such a devout heart, she just wanted to do a pilgrimage.

finally entered the palace, and then knelt down reverently, to her surprise, Tong Zhenyu next to her actually knelt down.

The moment she knelt down, what came to her mind was a poem by Cangyang Gyatso:

That day, I closed my eyes in the incense mist of the scripture hall and suddenly heard the mantra in your chant

On that day, the mani pile was erected, not for the cultivation of virtue, but for the stones of the heart lake

That night, I listened to Sanskrit singing for a night, not for enlightenment, but for a trace of your breath

That month I shook all the prayer cylinders not for excess, but for touching your fingertips

That year, I kowtowed and crawled on the mountain road, not for the audience, but for the warmth of you

In that life, I turned mountains and rivers and pagodas, not for the sake of cultivating the next life, but just to meet you on the way

After the pilgrimage, begin to wander among the splendid Buddha halls, spiritual pagodas, sleeping palaces, and cloisters.

The dim lighting, the low hanging windows, the smell of ghee permeating the air, and the whole thing seems to fall into a dark and ancient dream, and I can't help but get lost in the scriptures, Buddha statues, murals and distant legends.

The dazzling palace walls are layered and towering like clouds, with blue sky, gilded roofs, black prayer buildings, and various bright and solemn combinations, forming more spatial layers.

Potala Palace, it is not only a museum of history, but also a palace of art, and a miracle in the history of world architecture, and Zhang Zijun is a student of architecture, when visiting the palace, it is inevitable to study the original architectural design of the palace.

Tong Zhenyu originally planned to play in the Potala Palace for half a day, but because Zijun was too interested in these architectural groups, he had to study every place carefully, take pictures, and take notes, so

For a whole day, the two of them lingered in the Potala Palace, until the sun went down, the sunset put away its last rays of light, and the Potala Palace was lit up.

After walking for a day and walking for a day, I didn't feel it in the Potala Palace, but once I walked out, Zijun felt that his feet were a little sore.

"Well, it's been a long time since I've climbed a mountain," she muttered to herself, thumping her aching calves.

"Did you climb mountains a lot before" Tong Zhenyu bought snacks and handed them to her, asking with a smile.

"Well, I used to have a holiday or something, and occasionally I would go to the mountains near Ben Cheng to climb." She replied lightly.

In fact, when I fell in love with Lin Chengfei before, neither of them was wealthy, so naturally they would not choose to travel to those famous mountains and rivers, so climbing mountains and going to the beach are the constant pleasures of dating between the two of them.

Fortunately, Binhai is a city surrounded by mountains and seas, so even if she can't travel to other places, she and Lin Chengfei have a lot of fun, choosing to go to the beach to play in summer, and choosing to climb mountains to exercise in winter.

"Let's go, let's go back," Tong Zhenyu saw that Zijun didn't beat his legs, and couldn't help but ask: "Can you still go?"

"Yes," Zijun smiled and took the string of rock sugar gourds in his hand: "I'm in good health, it's just a lack of exercise recently, and I'll be fine tomorrow if I sleep at night." ”

Looking at her innocent and simple smile, his heart involuntarily trembled, and at that moment, he only felt that she was so beautiful, and he had an urge to cherish it forever.

"Let's go," Zijun's voice was a little vague because of the rock sugar gourd in his mouth, and he looked at Tong Zhenyu who was standing there stunned: "What's wrong, I haven't played enough, I can't bear the Potala Palace"