The heart is still in Tibet

That day, I had a phone call with Xiaoshi. Xiaoshi was still at the inn, and she asked me when I was going to Tibet? I'm a little hesitant, I'm not ready, things in my hometown have been getting involved. I said as soon as possible, and I will go when the affairs of my hometown are dealt with. When I left Tibet, I stored my clothes and some outdoor items at the inn. Xiaoshi said that she kept it for me.

Xiao Shi's phone call brought my thoughts back to my days in Tibet.

When I returned to Lhasa from Chentang, I was soon faced with a dilemma. The mobile phone was frozen in Karmagou, Lhasa could not be repaired, and all the phone numbers were gone. I lost touch with the world. One of my two bank cards is demagnetized and the other is out of money.

After paying the monthly rent, the pocket was empty. At this time, Jia Yan called the inn from Hong Kong, asked Xiaoshi to take care of me, and wanted to send me money after knowing my predicament. I refused, she was still in college, and I didn't want to trouble her. Xiaoshi reassured the family banquet that she raised me. In those days, Xiaoshi bought vegetables and cooked every day, and when it was ready, she asked me to eat.

I remember that on Valentine's Day, Xiaoshi's mood has not been high, and it turns out that she has not received a single rose. At dusk, I quietly went to the flower shop. I wanted to buy more roses, but I was afraid of causing misunderstanding among others, so I picked the most expensive one. Xiao Shi was very happy when she received it, and the rose was still in her vase when I left Lhasa.

Before leaving Lhasa, Xiaoshi gave me a hat and a sandalwood bracelet. I kept the hat in my hometown, and I had been wearing the bracelet, but unfortunately I was lost on a rainy day and couldn't find it. On the day I left Lhasa, Xiao Shi got up early in the morning to take me to the bus to Lhasa Airport. Before parting, I hugged her. I am truly grateful to her for taking care of me all the time. This kind and lovely girl.

Thoughts are out of control.

I think of the humorous Da Chao, the cute potato, the silent and thoughtful Geng Xin, the happy brother who is full of confidence at all times, the simple family banquet, and the handsome mixed-race guy who can make his feet stink all over the room, Ah Chao who can stay in bed for a week, and the Hubei boy who stayed at the inn for half a year in order to wait for the girl of his fate, and many stories and legends......

I began to organize the notes I had left in Tibet, starting with the hike to Mount Everest. While I was sorting it out, I thought that I should write about it in Tibet, which is a special group, a group that is not well known, and a group that has pursuits and lives a very real life.

At this time, I realized that although people have long since left, my heart is still in Tibet.