Baima Weiyang

"Thrilling..." The sound of the turning of the sutra drum continuously echoed in my ears. I listened to it intoxicated for a while, and looked up at the satin-black night sky.There are golden mani tubes on both sides, and the fragrant cloth on the wheel frame is constantly flapping with the wind.The narrow street at the foot extends to the distance, and the old bluestone slabs are bumpy due to years of kneeling.From time to time along the road, believers bowed their heads piously, and the faint flame of the butter lamp stretched the prostrate figure obliquely.

The night wind blows, the huge incense burner in the middle of the street is still blazing, and the curling smoke is like soft satin around the night.After walking for a while, the shops on both sides of the street loomed, and the sound of prayer tubes was gradually submerged in the sounds of various cries.I huddled in Tsangyang Gyatso's arms, lazily looking at the bustling Barkhor Street in front of me.There are a wide variety of goods in sight. In addition to religious items such as bronze Buddha, prayer flags, tribute incense, pine and cypress branches, there are also daily necessities such as horse gear, snuff bottles, fire sickles, and Tibetan knives.

When it comes to the formation of Barkhor Street, it really echoes the famous saying: "There is no road in this world, and if there are more people walking, it will become a road."As early as the seventh century, when King Songtsan Gampo of Tibet ordered the construction of the Jokhang Temple in Wotang Lake, he also built four palaces around the lake, and moved here with his concubines and subjects to personally supervise the progress of the Jokhang Temple project.These four palaces are the earliest buildings on Barkhor Street.After the completion of the Jokhang Temple, it attracted many pilgrims to worship. Over time, a small path around the Jokhang Temple was gradually stepped out, which became the original Barkhor Street.Later, [-] family-style buildings were successively built around the temple to provide accommodation for pilgrims and businessmen from afar.

After the fifteenth century, the Jokhang Temple became the center of the spread of Buddhism. Monk dormitories, religious schools, and small temple buildings appeared one after another around it. Many Buddhist believers moved to live around the Jokhang Temple. Workshops and other facilities.With the deepening of the religious status of the Jokhang Temple, Barkhor Street has also become one of the three major prayer passages in Lhasa.In Tibetan Buddhism, a clockwise circle around the Jokhang Temple is the act of "turning scriptures", which means worshiping the Sakyamuni Buddha statue enshrined in the Jokhang Temple.Therefore, Barkhor Street is the "sacred road" in the hearts of Tibetans, and its status is extraordinary.

The Barkhor Street 300 years ago is naturally different from the modern one, but after careful appreciation, the flavor of the ancient city of Lhasa is very similar.Even the remains of scenic spots and historic sites in and around the street are almost the same, such as Xiamiyuan, Sutra Printing Institute, Canggu Nunnery, Lakang, etc., as well as the Xide Temple that has not been destroyed after the Yuan Dynasty repair, and the high-rise in front of the Jokhang Temple. The towering Jorya Dajin Pillar, the re-expanded Mulu Ningba during the reign of the fifth king...

I had never visited the night market in Qiongjie before, and the neighborhood near Drepung Monastery was not too lively.The previous two visits to Barkhor Street were not in the mood to visit, but now the prosperity of Lhasa is unfolding in front of my eyes, and I can't help but feel a sense of freshness of "country people entering the city".Of course, this prosperity is only compared with other places in the snowy area, and it is incomparable with Handi in the same period.

The rulers of the early Qing Dynasty regarded maintaining the tranquility of Tibet as their top priority, but did not care much about the development and construction of Tibet.If education is not rewarded, people's intelligence will be blocked, which will lead to the decline of the cultural relics system.There was a ban on the mutual market, and the lack of performance in industrial and commercial undertakings was also the reason why Tibet's economy could not be independent for a long time.In this regard, the Qing government has been shirking its own economic functions and pursuing Tibet’s stability at the expense of Tibet’s social development. Although such a policy is applicable for a while, it is not a long-term solution after all.

Thinking of this, I can't help feeling a little sad.History can never assume, or it is precisely because of such a rule, that Tibet has always preserved its simple and rough original appearance. Even after 300 years, she is still the pure holy land closest to the sky...

The drowsiness in my body gradually dissipated, I stretched, and couldn't help but start looking around.The streets are full of people, both sellers and buyers are smiling and feasting.Just as he was about to take a big step subconsciously, his arm was grabbed.I was taken aback for a moment, but when I turned around, I met Shangcangyang Gyatso's cold eyes.Smiling at him embarrassingly, I stood on tiptoe, trying to make a romantic sneak attack, but before my mouth reached his face, my forehead bumped into his chin.

"Hiss..." Cangyang Gyatso took a deep breath in pain, and before I could speak, he roughly pushed me back into his arms.I swallowed dry saliva subconsciously, swallowing all the apologies stuck in my throat into my stomach.Stretching out his hand and rubbing his dizzy forehead, he couldn't help but feel wronged.After two years of separation, Tsangyang Gyatso is already a head taller than me, but I still haven't adapted to the gap.After thinking about it, it's okay, nestle in his arms to recharge your batteries, and you have to solve a big problem later.I looked in the direction of the southeast corner, and secretly sighed in my heart...

An hour ago, I was asleep in Zongjiao Lukang. The hunger and sleepiness in my body were fighting each other. In the end, I fell asleep all day because I was so hungry that I had no energy to wake up.As soon as it was dark, Tsangyang Gyatso, who rushed back from the Potala Palace, forcibly dragged me up.I hadn’t eaten since I had a fever, and I had a terrible hangover. I was afraid that the tsampa would not be easy to digest, so Tsangyang Gyatso just boiled some clear porridge for me to eat.

Mimi stared down half of the bowl, only to get some taste in his mouth.Originally, I wanted to fall back and sleep for a while, but unexpectedly, Cangyang Gyatso poured me a bowl of hangover soup. The taste was so bad that I woke up instantly like a thunderbolt.Immediately, he opened his eyes and stared at the "quack doctor" in front of him, but he just passed me a bag of fructose with no expression on his face.

I took it in a hurry, and I stuffed several pills into my mouth in one breath.I glanced at Tsangyang Gyatso with puffed cheeks, and it took me a long time to take a slow breath.There is a kind of pain in this world that you know that he is trying to trick you on purpose but you dare not do anything to him... Forget it, let me treat him as lonely, wake me up on purpose so that he can relieve his lovesickness!

Sleepiness is gone, and my hunger pangs are rolling in.I ate a lot in the side hall, and when I was belching again and again, Tsangyang Gyatso suddenly gave me a new set of robes.Just as I was about to ask him what he was doing, he quickly said, "Go untie your knot." At that time, I only felt my eyelashes wet, and my fingers unconsciously twisted the new robe tightly.Seeing me like this, Tsangyang Gyatso didn't speak, but bent down and gave me a deep kiss.

After I changed my clothes, he took me out of Zongjiao Lukang in his ordinary robe.Moonlight led the way, and walked slowly all the way, as if it hadn't been so leisurely for a long time.Leaning on his warm shoulders, I told him a cold joke from time to time, although every time I responded with a blank stare, my mood improved even more.Maybe there are some things, only those who have lost it will know how to cherish...

Thinking of this, the beautiful face of Maggie Ami appeared in my mind again.Thinking of her now, my heart is as heavy as a sandbag soaked in water, other than that, I can't find any other emotions.I've never encountered such a thing, and I don't know if I should hate it or not.But after taking a closer look, I realized that I couldn't hate it at all.Not because of how kind I am, but because the moment I knew the truth, it seemed that the guilt that had been buried in my heart for a long time disappeared.

I also don't know how much love is left between me and her until now... But I'm not afraid... It's just that whether I want to or not, I have to come this time, not only because of my own knot , more because... I want to know how Tsangyang Gyatso will respond to Maggie Ami, or how to deal with it...

The colorful striped incense cloth above the head was slapped by the night wind, and a scent of highland barley wine, sometimes accompanied by rough sounds of persuasion, floated out of the tavern.I stopped and swept towards Tsangyang Gyatso's face.He stretched out his hand to press the top of my head, and gently rubbed his thumb on the forehead.I struggled dissatisfied, but I couldn't avoid it, and couldn't help but stare at him in reproach.Tibetans don't allow people to touch their heads casually, this guy always does whatever he wants to me just because he is a Living Buddha...

Just as he was thinking wildly, he suddenly lowered his head and pressed it against my earlobe, and a gust of warm breath came down, making me tremble with itching, just as I wanted to dodge to the side, but my waist was grabbed.Cangyang Gyatso frowned and stared at me, "You can't drink alcohol today, and you won't be allowed to drink in the future." I thought for a while, blinked my eyelids and nodded.Drinking alcohol hurts the body, it's okay for Xiaomi to warm his stomach with a sip, but I don't want to experience the hangover anyway.

"Let's go." Cangyang Gyatso slid down his arm, and his warm palm grasped my shoulder, bringing a sense of warmth.Being led by him to step over the threshold, the slightly damp heat from the tavern immediately hit his cheeks.The proprietress standing behind the counter raised her eyes and saw us with a slightly surprised expression.Not knowing how to react, Cangyang Gyatso who was beside him smiled slightly.The proprietress immediately came back to her senses, and smiled back at us somewhat restrainedly.

Although her attitude was not cold, she was not as enthusiastic as before.I don't know if she has always been like this to Cangyang Gyatso, or because... After thinking about it, this layer of window paper will be pierced after all, not to mention that I don't have the energy to take care of their feelings.

Turning his head and looking into the noisy hall, Gesang, who had just greeted a table of guests, was looking in the direction of the counter.Seeing me standing side by side with Cangyang Gyatso, he smiled at me without being in a daze.White Fang was not showing, but the dimple was deep around the mouth.I couldn't help but made a face at him, I've always wanted to thank him, and now this feeling can't help but become stronger.Perhaps it was because he just smiled without hesitation, which made me understand the understanding in his eyes.That smile is not because he and Maggie Ami have a room for turning around, but because he is really happy for me to regain happiness...

Seeing that Gesang was busy greeting the next table, I looked away and looked around, but I didn't find Dunzhu, so I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.There are too many things to explain to him, but the matter of Maggie Ami has not been resolved yet, so I can't rest at all, so I can only look for him later.Before I could think about it, Cangyang Gyatso took me up to the second floor.Although I didn't ask the proprietress about Maggie Ami, I was very sure that she must be in the tavern, and... I don't know where I got the certainty. Can understand her thoughts...

Stopping dumbly in front of the private room, I raised my hand, but glanced at Tsangyang Gyatso who was sitting by the window.He held up the wooden bowl, his face still expressionless.I pulled back my gaze and silently stared at the intricately patterned wooden door in front of me.Counting today, I have only been to this small private room three times, but it seems that every time it hurts, and every time the pain is completely different.The first time was a sweet pain, the second time was a heartbreaking pain, I don’t know the third time...

After some hesitation, he decided not to knock on the door.Knocking on the door will make her look forward to it, since I am going to break the dream, let's be thorough!With a light breath, the hand that was raised in mid-air slid down, with a "squeak", the moment the door opened, I stepped in.Hearing the noise, Maggie Amid, who was sitting at the round table, stood up immediately.She looked at me with a dazed look, and then she sat back on the short stool slowly.

I stood silently until I saw her slender white fingers tightly gripping the pulu tablecloth, and then I took a few steps to the round table.As soon as I opened the short stool and sat down, Maggie Ami reached out and poured me a cup of buttered tea.I looked down at the yellow and white tea foam, raised my head and took a sip, but my mouth was full of bitterness.Looking up at Maggie Ami, she was staring at me in a daze, and when I saw her, the corners of her mouth slightly curled up.

Today she is wearing a blue lambskin gown with otter fur embroidered with flat gold threads at the hem.Against the background of the dark brocade gown, her face turned pale, but the whole person looked more and more soft.I don't know why, but I can't say anything when I get to my mouth after I have already typed up the manuscript.The atmosphere in the room was a little stagnant for a while.

After a while, Maggie Ami stretched out his hand and rolled up his sleeve, revealing half of the white conch on his right hand.I stared blankly, and suddenly heard that gentle voice with a hint of hoarseness, "I have been saying that I want to come to my tavern to drink, and finally you came to Lhasa, but..." She hooked the corners of her mouth, and there was something in her eyes. Dimly, "There is no chance now..."

"Well, he won't let me drink..." After I finished speaking, I suddenly stopped, and looked at Maggie Ami, she froze, and her smile gradually faded.I frowned, watching her raise her head slowly after being silent for two or three seconds, and raised her wooden bowl to respect me, "Dolma, I'm sorry." A strong scent of Tibetan baijiu wafted over.I didn't speak for a long time, Maggie Ami finished drinking with her head up, and raised her hand to wipe the wine stains from her mouth.

I couldn't help being taken aback, since I knew Maggie Ami, I had never seen her act so carelessly.But after thinking about it, people are extremely complicated, how could I see through her... Maggie Ami suddenly stretched out her hand while she was in a daze.I hesitated for a moment, and slowly held her white palm.When the fingertips touched, what returned to the palm was ice-cold.My fingertips trembled from the cold, and I instinctively wanted to let go but was tightly gripped by the white-knuckle fingers.

Alas... sighed lowly.I will lose this friend forever.It's not because I didn't forgive, but because she still refused to let go of Tsangyang Gyatso... "Maggie Ami." I raised my eyes to stare at that beautiful face, "It's the same sentence, I don't blame you. This way Let's settle it." Ignoring her blank expression, I raised my voice and said, "I can't give him to you, I couldn't before, and I can't now...not because I love him, but because he love me."

After finishing speaking without stopping, I calmed down and took a breath. I don't know if the smell of alcohol in the private room is too strong, but I feel my temples throbbing for no reason.Maggie Ami slowly let go of my hand, and the smile on her lips turned into a self-mockery, "You are right, he loves you, and has always been you. I know it but I still can't be reconciled... ...I forced it, I'm sorry, but I really can't control myself..." She stopped laughing, and turned her eyes back to me, "You know? No matter how drunk he was, he never regarded me as you .”

I heard a pain in my chest, and the voice in my throat trembled slightly, "Why did you tell me this?" Maggie Ami rolled her eyes and smiled calmly, "Because I know I have no chance." I paused , I just felt uncomfortable for a while.I lowered my head and shook the wooden bowl, and the buttered tea was turning clumsily, just like my exhausted heart at the moment...

"I know very well that once I take this step, we will never be friends again." Maggie Ami held my hand a little excitedly, her face gradually turning red, "But, Dolma, I don't Regret... because I can finally be brave for my love like you."

"You..." I couldn't speak for a while, I looked at Maggie Ami's bright black eyes dully, and felt that those eyes shot into my heart like bullets.As I was slowly calming down the pain, there was a "bang" in my ear. I was stunned for a moment, and turned to look in the direction of the wooden door, but I met Shangcangyang Gyatso's handsome face.He took a few steps and pulled me into his arms.An all-too-familiar scent of Buddha came to my nostrils, but I resisted the urge to snuggle up.

Looking down at Maggie Ami, she was staring at Cangyang Gyatso, her dark eyes were full of water.I took a deep breath, but heard a clear voice beside my ear, "You are not like her, let alone her. If she was in your position, she would just hide in a place where I can't see." Cang Yang Gyatso paused, and looked down at the ashen-faced man, "Maggie Ami, this is the reason why I can't love you."

Before she could respond, Cangyang Gyatso led me out of the private room.I resisted not looking back all the way, until the moment I walked down the stairs, I took another look in the direction of Yajianer.Although it was expected, it still made me hurt... Maybe for women, friendship is not worth love after all.Maggie Ami is, and so am I.It's just that the degree of the two is different, but there is no difference in essence.

Thinking of this, I subconsciously shrank into Cangyang Gyatso's arms.He glanced at me, then wrapped his arms around me tighter.I couldn't help sticking out my tongue at him, but my forehead was pushed hard. "Well..." I frowned in pain, but my heart was as sweet as honey.No matter what is lost, at least he is real by my side, that's enough...

Walking back into the hall, Gesang was leaning against the door frame, winking at me.Glaring at him with a smile, I reached out and pushed Cangyang Gyatso to the corner.Such a handsome guy, I wouldn't be willing to let him out the door if he was beaten to death.So only by stuffing him in the tavern, can I talk to Gesang outside the door with confidence.

Although it is not extremely cold outside, it is still a bit freezing.I stomped my feet and turned my head to look at Gesang who was leaning against the stone wall.He exhaled slowly, with a serious expression on his face, "Dolma, I've been trying to say sorry to you." I was taken aback, but before I had time to ask, I heard him say again, "Take you back to Lhasa, I have My selfishness."

I waved at him, "Why are you being so polite to me, I'm not such a narrow-minded person." Gesang grinned, but his brows were still slightly frowned, "It's because of this that I feel sorry. "I rolled my eyes, "Enough is enough, you, you are as coquettish as a woman." Gesang was choked by my words, and a circle of blush was dyed on his honey-colored skin. My shoulder, "You're such a man."

"Acceptance, acquiesce..." I bowed to him proudly, Gesang couldn't help laughing, and he hummed and laughed twice.I raised my elbow and poked his waist, "By the way, Maggie Ami...you won't give up on her, will you?" Gesang paused, turned his head to look at me, but didn't speak for a long time.I carefully brushed his face, hesitated for a while, and persuaded, "Don't give up, try again. Maybe..."

Before he finished speaking, Gesang twitched the corner of his mouth bitterly.I was stunned for a moment, but I didn't know how to go on... The words of Cangyang Gyatso just now had indeed decided all of Maggie Ami's thoughts and the way out.But this doesn't mean that Gesang still has a chance...Maybe it's always been like this when it comes to relationships, besides, I've experienced it too.I thought about it for a while, and just hesitated how to comfort him, but Gesang raised his hand and squeezed my shoulder.I was startled and stared blankly at him.

"Dolma, not everyone is as lucky as you." He smiled at me, revealing the dimples around his mouth.My mind sank when I heard it, and before I could respond, he leaned over and hugged me, "You guys have gone through a difficult journey, so you must be happy. No matter how the world looks at it, I will support you."

"Gesang..." I hugged his back tightly, tears slowly filling my eyes, "Thank you... thank you..." Gesang stepped back, seeing me crying, he couldn't help pinching the tip of my nose , "So you still have a girly side." I was teased by him with a "puchi", the tears accumulated in my eyes rolled down, and my vision suddenly became much clearer.Gesang patted my shoulder vigorously, and then said, "Okay, I've said all I need to say. Let's go, you must be in a hurry."

I was pulled back by him, muttering in a low voice, "He won't wait... Besides, if you wait, wait, I'm not afraid of him anymore..." Speaking of this, Gesang He couldn't help but pause, then turned around and looked at me silently.I raised my sleeve and waved it at his face, "What's your expression?" Gesang replied sternly, "It's an expression of disbelief."

"Hmph..." I snorted, and walked quickly into the tavern alone without him.The hall was full of voices, and drunken persuasion songs would be played from time to time.Looking back at the door, Gesang was stepping in. When he saw me looking at him, he couldn't help showing a look on his face.I glared at him, then stretched my head and shrunk my neck to look in the direction of Tsangyang Gyatso.He was facing away from me, touching the edge of the wooden bowl with his slender fingers, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Although the noise around me had already drowned out the sound of my footsteps, I still walked over cautiously.To prove that I am not afraid of him, I decided to give him a big jump.I glanced back in Gesang's direction, and I turned back contentedly.As a result, as soon as his hands touched the back of Cangyang Gyatso's neck, his waist was dragged and turned around.I was stunned by this defenseless action, and I realized that the person had already fallen on his lap.

He raised his eyes and stared blankly at the stern eyes, and then there was a scolding meal.Tsangyang Gyatso trained me for a quarter of an hour, until I nodded my head, then pushed me down and stood up.I originally thought that after this parting, the relationship between us would improve a lot, and my status would also increase accordingly.Unbelievable... Sigh, I didn't have much status in the first place, but now that I'm in such a mess, I guess it's already below sea level.

I sighed in pain, but turned my head to see Gesang's bright smile like a flower, and immediately felt ashamed.He groaned and groaned for a while but didn't dare to go out, but Cangyang Gyatso dragged him out of the tavern.When Gesang passed by, he laughed and made a face at me, and I was so angry that I wanted to punch him in the face.But because of Tsangyang Gyatso in front of me, I had to swallow the knocked out teeth.

Being dragged into the street, I put my arms around Tsangyang Gyatso's waist tightly.After struggling for a long time, he finally compromised under my "gentle tactics".Nestled in his arms intimately, it seemed that even the air in his nostrils had a hint of sweetness.We walked aimlessly, farther and farther away from the tavern, and all our worries were left behind.

Looking up at the night sky, the silver moon is full like a disk, and the surrounding stars are slightly dimmed.The night was getting darker, and the cold wind blowing through the mulberry stove in Barkhor Street brought a softness of mulberry smoke to the face; blowing on the rough pulu robes of passers-by, the gray and black corners of the clothes swayed slightly.The staggered footsteps rubbed against the ancient bluestone slabs, rustling.

I stopped walking, and tightly wrapped my fingers around Tsangyang Gyatso's hand.Turning his head to look, he was looking at me steadfastly, with a gloomy light in his dark eyes.My eyes met for a while, and I blushed inexplicably.Reaching out to caress his handsome cheek, I tiptoed to his ear, "Cangyang Gyatso, you are the most beautiful lover in the world..."

Hearing this, he twitched the corners of his mouth with a chuckle, and stretched out his hand to pin my broken hair behind my ear.Suddenly I lowered my body, and a deep, lingering, moist kiss landed on my lips.I stared blankly at him standing on the streets of Lhasa with red dust and white waves, and felt that my whole world was already filled in the narrow eyelids...