This story happened more than ten years ago. When I was 20 years old, I rode to Tibet. On the Sichuan-Tibet Line, I met a female rider. I still don't know her name. I called her Rabbit because she had a rabbit-shaped taillight hanging on her bicycle. The rabbit rode very fast, and I kept chasing behind her.
We were together all the way, we rode freely, I treated her to yak hot pot, the two of us went to Ranwu Lake together, played billiards, drank highland barley wine, played on Midui Glacier, ate Tibetan pig, lived in a double room, and spent a night of pure friendship together. We met a large pilgrim family in Tongmai, made gestures with them, ate their strange-flavored yogurt and butter tea, and danced around the fire together. Go to Linzhi to experience the rapid slope climbing. The snowy Jiangnan is so beautiful. Under the towering trees, the rabbit puts on Hanfu and looks as beautiful as a butterfly. At night, she accompanies her to catch a monkey.
At an unknown lake, I listened to Rabbit talk about Tibetan water burials and the Tibetan tradition of not eating fish. In an unknown valley, I stayed at a Qiaotou Inn. There was only an old man and a dog in the inn, but the old man actually stayed alone for half his life just to see that inconspicuous little bridge.
In Lhasa, we took pictures of the Potala Palace and the White Tower, and finally said goodbye to each other. Rabbit said he would wait for me in Chengdu for seven days, but I did not keep the appointment. Many years later, I still can't forget this time and her.
Purpose: To show a pure love story