When I got back, it was already three o'clock in the morning.
The next day, Pei Donglai got up early and saw Zhang Yutong sleeping soundly. He had a beautiful and delicate face that he could never tire of looking at. He was a beauty in the world, a beauty that captivated the country.
Pei Donglai felt happy, but also panicked, because he didn't know how long this happiness could last.
When he came to the street, there were not many people. Pei Donglai ate a bowl of noodles. After paying the bill, he received a reminder text message from the bank: Your account So much.
Along the way, Pei Donglai actually thought a lot. What should he do after returning? What’s the way forward? Everything is unknown.
It is not easy to find a job these days. Many college students are unemployed right after graduation. Some college students have to lower their status to work as waiters, work in factories, etc., and some even kill pigs.
Although there is no distinction between high and low professions, and the best in every profession, how many people can withstand the suffering of the years? In the end, he spent his life doing nothing.
Pei Donglai is about to enter his third year. Although he has worked in a bank before and has some experience, it may be relatively easy to find a job, but after all, his age is there.
The bank is also a place where you can enjoy your youth, and it is not a profession that becomes more popular as you get older.
The phone rang and it was Zhang Yutong, "Donglai, where have you been? Why don't you sleep with me for a while?" Zhang Yutong said coquettishly.
"I'm outside, what are you eating? I'll bring it back for you."
"I will eat whatever you buy. Come back soon."
Pei Donglai bought some steamed buns and three bowls of noodles and went back. Not long after arriving in the room, Bai Xiaoran knocked on the door.
"Yutong, you are so lucky. You have breakfast as soon as you get up." Bai Xiaoran said enviously.
"Xiao Ran, you have one too," Zhang Yutong said, pointing to the buns and noodles on the table.
After a while, Li Yunfeng also came over and said, "There is food, that's great."
Bai Xiaoran rolled his eyes at Li Yunfeng and said, "You know how to eat for free."
After eating, the Westerners came to the Potala Palace again and had to go in to see it today.
It is said that in the 7th century AD, Songtsan Gampo, the famous 33rd generation Zampu of Tibet, founded the Potala Palace after moving the capital to Lhasa.
In 1645 AD, the fifth lama decided to rebuild the Potala Palace. After years of continuous construction and accumulation, it was not until the death of the thirteenth lama in 1933 that the Potala Palace we see today was finally built.
When Westerners start from the East Hall, the first thing they see is the East Gate of the White House. Although it is not as gorgeous as the Forbidden City, there is a universe inside. There are murals everywhere, with various Fudo Bodhisattvas on them. Unfortunately, you cannot take pictures inside. of.
Walking through the corridor, you come to a square. It is said that this square is used for dancing and Tibetan opera performances. There is a monk school behind the square, which is a place dedicated to learning scriptures and etiquette.
Li Yunfeng said: "I want to go to school here."
Zhang Yutong said: "Going to school here is more difficult than entering a key university, and the threshold is very high."
Entering the White House, staff said visitors must leave within an hour from here.
The gate is magnificent and decorated with various murals. One of the more famous ones is the picture of Princess Wencheng entering Tibet. It is said that the Potala Palace was built for Princess Wencheng.
Next, we arrived at the largest palace in the White House. There is the Yuanji Hall in the east, and there is a card of Emperor Tongzhi on it, which is very majestic.
There is also a gold seal of the fifth generation in the palace, which is priceless. On both sides are the waiting halls, which are for lower-ranking officials. Higher-ranking officials sit in the middle of the main hall. The Potala Palace There are many palaces, each with its own purpose.
Walking to the top floor of the White House, there is a passage that leads to the Red Palace. There are many Buddha statues here, and the tablet of Emperor Qianlong is also enshrined in the Three Realms Hall.
"Why is there a tablet of Qianlong in the Potala Palace?" Bai Xiaoran asked.
"It is said that Qianlong rewarded a lot of gold, silver and jewelry at that time. In order to be grateful, the lama set up a memorial tablet in Qianlong's honor," Zhang Yutong said matter-of-factly.
"You are so awesome, Yutong." Bai Xiaoran looked at Zhang Yutong enviously.
"Reading more will always be beneficial, just like now..." Pei Donglai said.
"It seems that after staying with Yunfeng for a long time, people become stupid13", Bai Xiaoran said to himself.
"..." Li Yunfeng was speechless, lying innocently at gunpoint.
There are many lamas' pagodas in the Red Palace, but the most valuable and largest pagoda is that of the 13th Lama Thubten Gyatso, which houses various gold and silver ornaments, as well as various magical instruments of ancient Dharma kings. It can no longer be described as priceless. After all, it has been connected to several cities.
Next, we went to the Holy Guanyin Hall, which is the center of the Potala Palace and the earliest building. The statue of Guanyin, the deity of Songtsan Gambo, is enshrined in the hall.
Finally, the Westerners visited the remaining halls housing different Buddha statues. After almost finishing the tour of the palace, a few people went to the top of the Red Building to take a look at the scenery.
Suddenly, Bai Xiaoran said: "I want to go to the toilet."
A few people had no choice but to leave early. The toilet in the Potala Palace is the toilet with the largest gap in the world, with a height of 60 meters, which is equivalent to a 20-story high-rise building.
This place has not been cleaned for a long time. The toilet is located high in the sky and the urinal is very deep, just like a bottomless pit. After use, excrement falls into the deep pit.
To describe it in a poem: Fei Liu's head descends three thousand feet.
After coming out of the Potala Palace, several people went to have lunch.
While eating, Zhang Yutong and Bai Xiaoran were talking about the next trip.
Zhang Yutong said excitedly: "Next we have to go to the Lesser and Lesser Zhao Temple, which is also a landmark building in Tibet and must be visited; Namtso is the largest lake in Tibet and must be visited; Yamdrok Yumco is one of the three holy lakes in Tibet. , also want to go; and...".
“Everest,” Li Yunfeng added.
"You'd better not talk." Bai Xiaoran poured a bucket of ice water on Li Yunfeng.
Pei Donglai was silent. I don't know why, but after arriving in Tibet, he didn't want to play like this anymore. He wanted to work early.
"Dong Lai, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Yutong said coquettishly.
"It's nothing, I don't know what attractions there are, you can just arrange them."
"Let's go to the Jokhang Temple first in the afternoon," Zhang Yutong ordered.
After visiting the Jokhang Temple in the afternoon, a few people briefly dealt with them and then went back to the hotel to rest.
Zhang Yutong lay in Pei Donglai's arms and murmured: "Donglai, what happened to you today? I feel that you are worried."
"I'm suddenly afraid of losing you, Yutong."
"How could it be? I can't escape from your Wuzhishan, so just relax."
"Let's play for a few more days and then let's go back, Yutong."
Zhang Yutong was silent for a while and said: "I don't know where to go back now? After my father and I fell out, it is impossible to go to Hainan."
