Gansu Qinghai Travel Notes 12丨Tambum Monastery See you next time on the journey

 

9.29 Desperate Saburo

 

3823km—4629km.

 

After passing Dunhuang. I basically run more than 800 kilometers every day. The three of them took turns driving, and the journey was relaxing and enjoyable. I barely drive much. All the while running my mobile tea bar from the back seat. Boss Bu and Xiaoyu took the lead.

 

After breakfast at the hotel, we set off and navigated the door when we went out. Driving on the road, mist shrouded the mountains. The trees on both sides of the road entered autumn early, and the leaves were sparsely yellow. We gathered bunches of harvested plants, which we guessed were rapeseed flowers.

 

After driving more than 20 kilometers from the hotel where we were staying, we suddenly decided to turn around and go directly to Xining Kumbum Monastery, where we could also make an early morning trip to see the temple. After seeing the temple, I went straight home. With such a plan, the three of them became happy. It’s been 10 days since I came out, and I miss my home and my baby.

 

When we set out, there was no such obvious autumn feeling. When we returned, we entered Qinghai. At the beginning, it was the Gobi Desert, a desert, without a single plant, and it was impossible to distinguish the seasons. It was night when we arrived in Ulan County, and we didn’t see much scenery. When I set out in the morning, I felt like autumn had suddenly arrived when I saw the scenery in front of me.

 

Ulan County is very quiet. When we left at 10 in the morning, there were very few pedestrians on the street and not many people were seen in the villages on both sides of the road. The sun was very bright and there were many trees. The tall trees on both sides of the road in Datong County are dead, but the wooden piles are still there.

 

 

In Kumbum Monastery, butter lamps were lit. We move forward bravely. Boss Bu said that he immediately felt calm after entering the temple. As soon as you cross that threshold, the outside noise begins.

 

 

Standing beside the white pagoda, the oncoming wind carries the scent of Tibetan fragrance, a bird flying back and forth, and devout people under the bodhi tree. We turn the prayer wheels and touch the scriptures on the prayer wheels.

 

"The person you are today is all the scenery you have seen, the books you have read, the music you have listened to, the people you have loved ... and all of these will continue to make you tomorrow."

 

People who walk the night together will become a part of each other. See you next time.