After sleeping all night, he was woken up by the sunshine outside the window.
The morning sun has little warmth, but if you don't close the windows, the light is enough to wake you up.
"Is this morning?"
Han Qi rubbed his eyes, closed his eyes and found the cell phone he had hidden somewhere.
It was just after seven o'clock.
Last night he fell asleep listening to music, and it was dawn after a while, and he had a dreamless night.
After washing up a little, Han Qi looked in the mirror and did his hair, thinking about where he was going to play today.
Yesterday he came from Daocheng, but he didn't stay in Daocheng for too long. After all, he had already been there once before. Logically speaking, the tourism model there is not suitable for most tourists. Just a sightseeing bus does not cover the entire territory.
Very outrageous.
Although the altitude of Daocheng is not high, who among ordinary tourists would be willing to go hiking on the plateau with you?
If there is no high reflex, I will give you high reflex.
Daocheng is a two-hour drive from Litang. Han Qi took a quick look at Litang yesterday and felt that compared to Daocheng, Litang is more suitable for ordinary tourists.
After getting her hair done, Han Qi headed towards the grassland on foot.
Looking at the street scenes along the way and observing the way local people chat and speak is also a pleasure during travel.
There is an activity going on on the grassland.
Selection of the most beautiful Kham man.
This was created this year by the tourism director who has been in Litang for two years, and the first session is now being held.
The director's name is Ren Changqing. He is watching the event start on the grassland. He feels a little nervous. This nervousness makes him start to sweat on his forehead.
He didn't understand the point. Mainland tourists came here to see the scenery, eat local delicacies, and see handsome guys and beauties... Of course, such handsome guys have nothing to do with the 'most beautiful Kham man'. They like to watch
What they want to see is not a prairie man wearing a Tibetan robe and a big beard, but a handsome little brother.
They are not from the prairie people, so don’t they look forward to harnessing the horse pole every day?
Therefore, it is better to organize a food festival than to organize such a fancy festival. Maybe it will attract three to five times the number of tourists now.
And the time is wrong.
Oh my gosh, the Chinese New Year is only a few days away. People in big cities are rushing to their hometowns. Those who don’t go home are due to various reasons. The biggest reason is that they go to work too slowly and don’t have time to go home. They have to wait until New Year’s Eve.
Just have a chance.
What's more, the highway is so congested.
Who would travel to Litang at this time?
Not a single knight could be seen on 318. This is probably the cleanest time on the Sichuan-Tibet line. Many Tibetans from Ganzi Prefecture set out at this time to make a pilgrimage to Lhasa. They do not need to celebrate the New Year, because Tibetans have their own
The Tibetan New Year is different from the lunar New Year.
Han Qi sometimes envies them for having two annual holidays a year, both of which are long holidays.
Let’s talk about the new director Ren Changqing. He is only 43 years old this year. He is in the prime of life. At the meeting after taking office, he passed the decision to create Litang into a new tourism city. He wanted to use tourism to help Litang get rid of poverty. However,
Under his leadership, no results have been produced for two years, and many people are anxious.
Litang's annual tax revenue is already very small, and all of it is invested in the bottomless pit of tourism, and it has not seen any results so far.
You can't blame Ren Changqing for being anxious.
Han Qi walked over and saw many locals watching something, clapping their hands and shouting from time to time, so he squeezed into the crowd.
In terms of height, Han Qi was definitely not inferior to them, and in terms of strength, Han Qi was certainly not lacking. With a lot of pushing and shouting, she quickly made her way to the front.
There was a colorful ribbon in front, which acted as a fence to block the crowd of onlookers. In front of it was a relatively flat grassland. On the side was a specially invited camera crew wearing reflective vests, as well as the hosts of this event, a group of tall cows and horses.
The Kham Tibetan people.
"Horse riding competition!!"
Han Qi was pleasantly surprised as soon as he came in. There was actually a horse riding competition going on here!
He couldn't even remember that he bought a beautiful young horse in Mongolia. After that, Han Qi acquired a lot of skills, and he also had an average riding and archery skill. He was good at riding and archery. He was looking for a place.
Show off.
Han Qi wanted to try anything he knew how to use, but he had never had the opportunity to ride a horse and shoot an arrow.
But there is no archery here, either.
A group of men wearing thick, colorful clothes were riding on horses, with long hair flying, bending down to pick up colored balls on the ground.
They like to decorate their Tibetan clothes with animal furs. These colorful decorations are actually like this. In the eyes of animal rights activists, this is a heinous crime, but in the eyes of the locals, this is just their tradition.
And this tradition only began to be abolished in the past few years.
In a few years, new concepts could not be cultivated, so in some remote places, there are still Kham Tibetans hunting in the wilderness. The terrain of Garze Prefecture is also suitable for this kind of hunting activity. The scope is too large.
Comprehensive regulation is difficult.
On a track, there are almost ten colored balls on the road. The person on horseback who picks up the most and runs the fastest will be named the champion.
There is a colored ball in front of Han Qi.
The rider on the edge was riding the horse and ran in front of Han Qi. He held the horse's belly with his legs. He scooped up the colored ball with his lower body. He smoothed the strap on the colored ball and held it with his right hand. His right hand had already
There are eight balls and he runs the fastest. It seems that this person is the champion.
Han Qi and the people around him shouted "Hello" together.
He didn't understand the others, but he roared very loudly and clapped very hard.
Those who were close to Han Qi looked at Han Qi in surprise... When did a mainlander squeeze in? Can he understand our game?
Han Qi didn't have eyes in the back of his brain, so he couldn't see the expressions of the people around him. He was just watching other people's horse racing, which made him feel a little like having fun. How could watching other people's horses run be as fun as his own horse racing?
Horse riding and horse racing are two concepts in Han Qi's mind.
Let the horse run, run fast, and the feeling of control is unmatched by any means of transportation.
Why do so many people, even if they have the money to buy a car, not buy a car but insist on riding a motorcycle? And the louder the engine sounds, the faster they go, the more they like it, and even ignore their own lives for the sake of speed.
It's the sense of manipulation that's at work.
The feeling of control, or control, can make any young man addicted.
Seeing that the person he had determined before had won the championship, Han Qi raised his hands and yelled at random people, then squeezed out of the crowd and prepared to find a horse to ride on the grassland.
On the stage, Ren Changqing, who was sitting with other Litang leaders, looked at Han Qi's leaving figure thoughtfully.
Leaving this area, there will be fewer people on the grassland.
People like to be lively. Now most people go there to watch horse riding and Kham men’s talent show. Naturally, other places will have fewer people and be more empty.
But if there are fewer people, there will not be fewer horses.
These horses didn't know what excitement meant. Instead, they heard the bustle of people over there and ran to a quiet place. Han Qi chose his favorite mounts one by one in a place like this to see if there was any that could run faster.
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The horses in Tibet are different from the horses in Garze Prefecture. Speaking of the horses and riding style in Garze Prefecture, they are more like those in Mongolia.
This is also the reason why Han Qi was aroused to ride horses.
This one was too thin and that one was too fat. Han Qi had been looking for a long time but couldn't find a mount that satisfied him.
So bored that I took pictures everywhere with my camera,
At this time, a young man accidentally stepped into the mirror, holding a beautiful white horse. This white horse was probably only four or five years old and had just reached its prime.
This horse is so handsome. Han Qi likes white horses.
The jade lion he bought and kept in Mongolia was also a white horse.
He walked over immediately. He used a camera to take pictures before, but now it was quite far to walk there, but Han Qi quickly caught up with the young man holding the horse.
"Brother, stay!"
As soon as he shouted, the people in front stopped and looked back at Han Qi.
He laughed when he found Han Qi wearing their Tibetan clothes.
This smile was so clean. A gust of wind blew from the right. The white horse that Han Qi had chosen turned to look in the direction of the wind. That sharp look was so handsome. Han Qi barely thought about it and subconsciously raised the camera.
This scene was filmed.
Now his photography skills have reached the top level in the world. Even if he took pictures subconsciously without considering the composition, depth of field, etc., after Han Qi took the picture, he recalled what had just appeared in his eyes.
A scene, turned into a photo will definitely not be bad.
The young man was shocked by Han Qi's filming.
However, he still knew that something like a SLR was too expensive and he had to sell a horse to afford it.
But their family only has seven horses in total. They have no savings or jobs, so these seven horses are their life and support.
Han Qi put down the camera and comforted the young man with a smile: "Qidemu."
This is what you mean by hello, a Tibetan phrase that Han Qi just learned.
Thanks to his language talent, he has learned a lot of Tibetan words in just two days. Although he cannot hold a conversation with others, they are perfect for starting a conversation.
Han Qi still likes Tibetan compatriots, especially Kham Tibetans. They have not experienced much influence from tourism culture and still maintain their most original and simple style. Unlike the second half of the Sichuan-Tibet Line,
That's when all the demons and ghosts come out, and any situation is possible.
People often ask Han Qi on Weibo what advice he has for people who want to ride the Sichuan-Tibet Line, and he would only say: "Form a team."
"Qidemu." The young man replied.
Both of them like to laugh. After these two sentences, the atmosphere became much more relaxed. Han Qi approached and asked, "What's your name? Do you speak Mandarin?"
"I know how to do it, a little bit." He made the 100 million dot gesture commonly used on the Internet.
But everyone on the Internet is just joking. What this handsome guy said really means just a little bit, and his words are not smooth. But it is very normal. People here basically have too many contacts with mainlanders.
, people who can speak Mandarin well can only live in places like B&Bs, supermarkets, hospitals, and people who are better educated.
They all talk about nine-year compulsory education, but that sounds easy, but in practice it may take several years before it can be truly universalized.
Just a little bit will be enough, as long as you can chat.
The young man continued: "My name is Ding Zhen...Zhu."
"It sounds very nice. My name is Han Qi. The pronunciation of Han is han and the pronunciation of Qi is qi." He patiently taught him the pronunciation of his name, and then Tu Qiongdagger said, "What is the name of this horse? How long is it?"
So handsome."
"Ah, it." Ding Zhen patted his partner and smiled sweetly, "His name is Pearl."
It seems that someone else has trained him as a partner, and I don’t know if he will let me ride him.
Han Qi decided to build a good relationship first.
Humans and horses are very emotional creatures. If they live together for a long time, their relationship will be like that of close friends or childhood sweethearts. They will not easily let outsiders ride on the back of the horse, so we still have to talk more.
, it will be easier to speak once you are familiar with it.
"Where are you going?"
"After grazing, I'm going to buy instant noodles."
"Do you want to go back to the city? I want to go back too, let's go together."
Han Qi followed him to the city and chatted a lot on the way. Ding Zhen was very curious about where Han Qi came from. Han Qi said that he was also from Tianfu. He came here on a trip and would leave tomorrow. Ding Zhen said
In his own family, he has older brothers and sisters, and he is the youngest son.
According to Tibetan customs, the youngest son can inherit everything in the family, but at the same time he has to take care of the elderly. Therefore, even if Ding Zhen wanted to go out to work and gain experience, he was unable to go out due to family pressure.
"Traveler, I envy you so much." Ding Zhen said sincerely.
For those who want to leave the place they are familiar with and go out into the world, but cannot do so because of their willingness, Han Qi's existence is a kind of spiritual sustenance. This is why Han Qi's travel notes are very popular among white-collar workers.
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They can see a broader world from Han Qi's books. Although they have not gone out to observe it themselves, their world has become wider while reading.
Ding Zhen has not eaten since he came out to graze early in the morning, and his stomach is growling with hunger, Han Qi said.
"Wait..." He opened the backpack he was carrying and took out bread and a bottle of Jule yogurt. "Let me treat you to something to eat. I just came to Litang and I don't know what's good here.
I’ll treat you to food later.”
"No, no, no, don't..."
Ding Zhen used his poor Mandarin to express what he meant, and his face turned red. He is a very shy boy. If Han Qi was not so friendly, he would not have chatted with strangers for so long.
"Eat, what are you afraid of with so many people around?"
They were either in the deep mountains and old forests, or in the grasslands outside Litang. Coincidentally, there were activities on the grasslands, so many people who did not often go out came to the grasslands to participate.
Ding Zhen was embarrassed and tore open the package of bread and ate the yogurt.
He has a very good feeling for Han Qi in his heart.
What my brother said is not quite right. People in the mainland are still very nice. This brother named Han Qi is very nice. He even gave me something to eat.
