亲们,当你们看到我的这篇文章时,我正奔袭在去西藏的路上。或许正沐着雪域强烈的阳光眯起眼睛挣扎地看清前方的路;或许正在高原的刺骨寒风中伏低身体倔强地大声歌唱;或许正慵懒地半卧在混着酥油味的沙发中喝尽杯中的最后一滴酥油茶;或许正在隔音很差的小旅馆中被隔壁的声响扰得无法入睡。无论是怎样,我都一定正怀着一颗愉悦而感恩的心,回到西藏。你们有没有听过印第安的谚语:在尘世赶了三天路后,要停下休息一天,以便让自己的灵魂跟上来。我此时正处在自己人生道路 Parents, when you see my article, I am on my way to Tibet. Perhaps being bathed in the snowy strong sunlight squinting eyes struggling to see the road ahead; perhaps in the plateau cold wind in the low stubborn body to sing aloud; perhaps lazy half lying in mixed with butter flavored sofa In the cup of the last drop of butter tea; perhaps poor soundproofing in the small hotel was disturbed by the noise next door can not sleep. No matter what, I must return with a cheerful and grateful heart to Tibet. Have you ever heard of the Indian saying: After three days of earthly drive, stop and rest for a day in order to keep your soul up. I am now in my own life