Saturday, November 27, 2010

Nepal, please call me baby

Nepal, please call me baby

Preamble: back from Nepal, I often think of bokhara, fishtail peak and charge baby Lake.

Perhaps really put anything left in this remote corner, taught me how often the issue remains in memory of the future, when memories in my mind over the soul vibrate. The spring of 2003, my mother and I, there are 2 good friends shine and courage. Here through the Spring Festival. No Fireworks, no Fireworks has long forgotten memories.

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My heart, from 16 years old film the cinnabar Gangster is lost in that only heard their names will be drawn again and again — Nepal.

Who thought a lost is the whole 10 years.

Can't wait for the time block, when I set foot on this land, are as cautious of packing up my mood, eager to find back 10 years ago that she.

What surprises me is, I of Nepal, former than I thought but also well over a thousand times a million times. 15 days, I wear my daily harvest of cotton clothes, a surprisingly not intended by surprise. In those days, I'm happy just like a child.

Chinese Spring Festival 2002, I chose boccara.

In fact, now I'm still very confused, I and l who chose who, still darkens already predestined this appointment.

This is to let anyone love at first sight of the city, she has not personally cannot experience romantic and beautiful.

Boccara Valley known as the "paradise". Here the most moving stirring spectacle is a Valley surrounded by altitude 7000 meters of snow snow mountains. If the weather is fine, pure blue sky and white clouds and snow from each other, the legendary fishtail peak (FISH TAIL) reflection will fall in the beautiful Lake WA costs (Phewa Lake). And that costs WA Lake, quiet and clean, quiet like a lover gazing.

The most beautiful time of sunset.

When the sun slowly sink, distant hills and peaks are inclined ramp light perfect explanation out of the crows are crowds to the Lake cleaning feather, playful, Tim noise, just slightly to bring this quiet little lively; a group of white bird, I think, in the setting sun in the little egret, sometimes lounge stopped and leisurely fly, add to the screen a few poetic. Sun will eventually fall down, it's more heavy, the mountains gradually inundated, the most exciting dance will be on show. Sunset AfterGlow in the snow began to burn, so warm. The whole sky is red render a start up the mountains. At that moment, hold your breath. Let your brain into a blank, can do is to carefully take the perfect moment.

Because a friend recommended that choose to live in the Lake District's top of the mountain guest house.

Nepal's spring comes early than China, a small yard there is rosy spend, rafters, bright people can't help but be happy. Guest house and fees across the street at Lake WA, sitting on the second floor and third floor balcony, you can directly experience the Snow Mountain Lake of cool breeze blows in the face, a glass of local special milk tea, anything you can think, what can you do not want to, pleasant taste will diffuse in mind. Hotel boss called bi-Kit is a 30-year-old young man, black eyebrows below has a very deep eyes. Later I heard him after graduation because love ha'afeva Lake, so gave up Kathmandu, select here to have Home guest house, live a quiet and comfortable life.

Sentence "NAMASTE" (, the words Hello means) any conversation can begin.

Nepal's warm friendly face hanging will always be slightly shy to smile when you learn to use their becassocked, most pleasant voice say "NAMASTE," they full of sincere honest smile will let your ailments. My mother said, this is a block, you can let people erosion city.

For some reason, it has been two days bokhara gloomy face and drift of the rain.

Snow also hiding behind a thick cloud, shame for the refused to come out and see. BI-Kit see I was disappointed that always comfort me, saying, "there is a God of the mountain, she will not let you run all the way to go back with disappointment, Nepal rain never more than 2 days. "Are you? I can only pray and wishes.

New year's Eve in the evening, the rain is still down.

There seems to be no stopping point. Perhaps immortal also travel abroad, did not hear my prayer. Peer shine but haven't really bad mood, cheerful in China leads the small red lanterns were we live in 2 rooms. BI-Kit do not understand the reason why we're hanging lanterns, to know the Chinese new year, a few sound: "oh, really! Happy new year!!" We also hold your gloves of learning Chinese say "happy new year". How can I listen to his sounds like "New Zealand" were made. Shine said, you were also made from me. We all laugh for a mission, the kit does not know the reason why we laugh like that, too shy to follow. I am bi-Kit, the "bi-Kit, you are so smart, a study will be China's most popular new year greeting text." ...

Spending the natural cannot complain of their own.

Nepal is a paradise for outdoor tourism, culinary heaven, only you, without you eat. And low-cost, pay money to have to worry about your wallet. A typical steak just 220 Nepal currency (equivalent to $ 22), made me never willing to point over the other. But celebrating nature should follow the Chinese approach to eating dumplings. Have selected the "Orchid Hotel" as our new positions. Unexpectedly, a door, has found that almost all bokhara Chinese hold together. A special moment for all parts of the country's fellow reunion together from Shenzhen, Hong Kong, Taiwan, Shanghai, Beijing's ass. Orchid Hotel has suddenly become crowded and noisy, not understanding, on this special evening, everyone was like a family to China's unique way to celebrate the new year.

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Still in the early morning birds wake up call.

Just go to the balcony, I heard shouts at me bi-Kit: "no rain, no rain. Happy new year! ".

The first day of the new year, rain really stopped.

Sky pure without the slightest impurities, Siwa was also on the other side, sleep like a baby. I am excited to wake up his mother and friends, drag them to the Lake to enjoy the new year the first breakfast. At the same time, a distant FISH TAIL on suddenly flashes a light colour, like the Rouge. Yong shout, to Sun and take home a good camera, a journey of Tang.

Wait, wait for the new year of the Sun.

Northern Sky thick clouds gradually become strange blue purple, a color that is not part of the sky, color of the moment changes suddenly silhouetted against the distant mountains, Sun emerged from behind the clouds on the snowy mountains, sparkling.

Cloud continue to rise up, as if standing in a deity in front of the camera, under the control of the lighting of the shadow, move the far closer to the eye by the clouds and light changes leveling. On the hillside of trees draped with sparkling white snow turning light binggua and songs, opposite the mountain more is more. Two hills in the midst of the cloud, winds up stream out, not many will fill the entire Valley, Anna PMG nanfeng has entire exposed, being in the clouds. But just a half an hour, the sunshine sweep aside the clouds onto the beautiful exotic town.

With the Sun, like everything will have a life.

All of it in my eyes are getting exception cute. Yesterday the new year's Eve with Kyung Lvyoumen today as if it is pronounced with the lazy, the first day of the new year, everyone does not do any plans to move into the new year on the first day of the topic. Maybe because we all are changed "NAMASTE" greeting, changed it to "Happy new year". Soon, in bokhara acquaintance Nepal people friendly to wish us a happy new year. Even the shopping, dining, and almost all shops of the boss gives us a very favourable price, wish us a happy new year. I never thought that a new year, you can let the foreign city as you wish.

In bokhara "erosion" days, often think of Hazel's poems: suddenly thought of Hazel's poems:

From tomorrow, and be a happy person

Hey Ma, firewood, travel around the world

From tomorrow, concerned about food and vegetables

I have a House, facing the sea, with spring blossoms

— Excerpt from Haizi 【 facing the sea, blossoming 】

Nepal is a very easy to "Spring", the emblem there is a proverb: the motherland is more precious than heaven.

But I prefer the Nepal is known as heaven and here, I am happy, I am simple. Here, I was a child.

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