What happened in 2018 will not be written until 2020.
In 2011, I and Jing Jing rode through the Yunnan-Tibet line on bicycles. After seven years, I used to be two young people, but now I have four people, plus my mother at home, so I bought a car. The purpose of buying a car is to take your family out while you are young.
There are two destinations for this trip-Xinjiang and Xizang. Since I have been to Xinjiang once in 2018, and my mother is relatively young, I decided to go to Xizang in order to avoid more serious problems when I go to Xizang when I get older.
I have to choose a way to go to Xizang. In 2011, I walked through the Yunnan-Tibet line by bicycle with Jing, so this time I decided to take the Sichuan-Tibet line and the Qinghai-Tibet line. After planning for a long time, I made a trip plan PPT in a serious manner, accompanied by pictures and text, and demonstrated it several times at home with emotion. On the one hand, I popularized the travel knowledge, and on the other hand, I aroused my family's expectations for traveling. In fact, in most cases, plans cannot keep up with the changes. For example, when a bicycle was traveling on the Yunnan-Tibet line in 2011, the route map that took three days to draw was lost at a hotel in Deqin. The subsequent journey was all a fool, but it was just a national road and you wouldn't get lost. The same is true this time. As soon as I leave Chengdu, the rhythm is chaotic.


On July 8, 2018, taking advantage of the summer vacation, I took family leave and annual leave to make up 30 days and set off!

Passing through Guangxi,"There are so many mountains in the world, but only here is a forest." Jingzhe liked the car in his hand. I played in it for a while, but unfortunately I lost it on the later journey and cried sadly once.

fiddle. Her usually bold sister had never seen this "rare thing" before. With her mother's encouragement, she carefully touched the horns of the horns.

The first stop arrived in Guiyang. After settling down other people, I went out to find a popular "Silk Doll" to solve my doubts. Some vegetables were wrapped in the dough, poured in juice and eaten. I laughed while Jing Jing ate, feeling that it was not worth it.

This is better. At night, everyone else was asleep, and I sneaked out with Jing Jing to "venture into the world" together.

This Changwang Noodles is delicious, with three pieces of dried tofu added

The next day,"Qianling Mountain" Park started walking. I came here in 2016, and this time I brought my family, especially children, over to play.

The monkey behind him "imitates".

When I took photos with my brother, I became less "cooperative".

Sure enough, the little monkeys running around "conquered" them. Later, when they saw the monkeys "fighting in groups", they became a little afraid.

From Guiyang to the "magic" Chongqing. Navigation is a virtual existence in Chongqing. It took a few rounds to find the hotel. Hongya Cave is located downhill from the hotel. Night scenery and cruise ships are the construction characteristics of some qualified cities. Shanghai, Guangzhou, Wuhan, Nanjing, etc., Chongqing is no exception.

Hongya Cave is brightly lit at night, and the things it sells are similar to those in other Internet celebrities.

During college in 2008, I took a 17-hour green train in Wuhan to Chongqing for a week. It has been exactly 10 years in a flash.

The next day, it took more than two hours to get on the Yangtze River cableway. A window seat was reserved for Xiao Wang. I am afraid of heights and dare not look. He thought it was very novel.

These two also found it very interesting and happy.

Nowadays, things in Chaotian Gate are different. There are no longer any more "Bang Bang" and the people selling cooked food that were everywhere ten years ago. With the development of the city, there are many similar scenes of extinction. On the way here, he told them that they would try the kind of cooked food such as stewed dried beans and chicken legs that they had not tasted ten years ago and left regrets hanging around their necks and served in flat and wide wooden boxes. I didn't expect that once I missed it, I would really miss it.

Do you know which hole this is? This is the passage under the mountain city sculpture.

At Ciqikou, Chongqing, there were as many people in the queue selling hemp flowers ten years ago as there were ten years later. We also bought some and left it to eat on the way to Tibet.

In the afternoon, I traveled from Chongqing to Chengdu and specially transferred to Leshan to see the Giant Buddha. It's a little rainy, but there's no one. I handed them the explanations I heard last time when I came to the Leshan Giant Buddha, read thousands of books, and traveled thousands of miles.

The three rivers meet and are majestic.

When I go to every city, I like to visit museums.

Take a stroll in People's Park. Children don't like pure apprentices, preferring ride games.

Then we went to the wide and narrow alleys. There was rain, sometimes big and sometimes small, so we took a quick look at the flowers. They originally wanted to have hot pot here and watch a performance at night, but later they all said they had hot pot every day for the past few days and wanted to go back to the hotel to rest.

Early the next morning, we went to Chunxi Road, walked around and watched pandas climbing the wall. Every time I go out, I am full of energy and curiosity, I will make my plans very full, afraid of missing any attractions and leaving regrets. So this time my family talked about me several times, which was inconsistent with the original intention of giving a PPT speech at home and saying stop-and-go.

After having lunch in Chengdu at noon that day, I set out to embark on the real 318! When you set out, you will find an interesting phenomenon. Everyone's cars are all smooth and smooth, but when they meet the same team again on the Qinghai-Tibet line, they are all in disgrace.

We specially brought two tents this time. We originally planned to sleep outdoors in the Miaro Scenic Area. Due to traffic jams on the road for several hours, it was already eight or nine o'clock in the evening when we arrived. We found a primary school outside. Due to the summer vacation, the school was empty, so we were preparing to "camp on the side wall. While frantically setting up a tent, he made self-heating rice. When I was building it, I found a tent that I didn't pay attention to when I bought it. It was not a quick removal and needed to be fixed with steel nails on the ground. Later, I had no choice but to do it casually.

As soon as I left Chengdu, the weather began to get cold. I wore short sleeves when it rained yesterday, but I had to wear a coat this morning. The camping place is 20 meters away from the Youtiao River. The current is very rapid and it roars all night long. When you calm down, you will feel a little like nature.

Passing here, I think of A Lai's "Dust Settled". I was in my early thirties and wrote a book that I could never surpass in the rest of my life, but I didn't like the ending very much. First, it was too restrained, and second, it was superficial.

The weather is good today, wild monkeys are everywhere and the river is running. For some unknown reason, the water was very turbid along the way. It's very different from before.

Arriving in Seda, Sanskrit sounds are everywhere. There are speakers hanging in many places to play chanting scriptures, and being in them is like visiting a holy place.
Seda's flowers are warm and free, living still, unable to understand the scriptures or see people. One flower, one world, which is good. Old dogs and old cows here cannot be called brothers, just like tourists and monks, who are both in the same world, but are not in the same world. The little girl drying the quilt, touching the old cow and feeding the old dog, is the only way to maintain their relationship.

Camped on an open grassland outside Sedar at night. At first, there were Tibetans picnicking here, and college students renting cars from Chengdu and taking the 318-214 small ring road. When the students saw our family coming over, they asked if we were camping here for the night. I said yes, they were very happy and said that they felt safer with us as company. There were four people in total, and one or two female classmates. They didn't prepare tents or anything, so they just opened the windows and slept in the car.
Nearby, a Tibetan brought his own cooking utensils and stereos, and even exaggerated a diesel car for power generation. After dinner, we will jump to the pot village until ten: 30 in the evening. Our children played very well with their children. When parting, the Tibetan children gave Xiao Wang a gadget, which seemed to be a Transformers helmet or something. The workmanship was quite clever. Xiao Wang liked it very much and held it in his hand and ran back to show off to me. His sister followed behind him. Xiao Wang talked about the process of getting the toy, and her sister repeated it. I looked at his happy look, which made up for the regret of losing the toy car when I first set out.
The grassland seems very beautiful, with wild flowers everywhere, and no one disturbs it. But there were many mosquitoes, and it rained heavily in the middle of the night. Moreover, pouring is not an exaggeration. Fortunately, the tent was strong and no water leaked. I climbed the entire Tianshan Mountains alone. Although the weather was dry and sweaty, I dried quickly, but there was no place to shower. As soon as I entered the quilt, I became a little sticky and seemed to be a little high, and I felt uncomfortable sleeping. Later, after several twists and turns, I moved the contents of the trunk of the car to the front row, knocked down the rear seats, and fell asleep before I felt a little more stable. There should be slits in the window so that rainwater can be poured in, but I can't care so much.
Early the next morning, while we were still in a daze, we estimated that the students had not slept all night. They couldn't stand it and drove away. We were confused for a while, waiting for the children to sleep more and the rain dropped down, and then we began to reload the car. The quilt and the like in the back row were not moved. The old man and children slept in the back row, and then took Panda Avenue to Xindu Bridge. Later, it was discovered that this was wrong. Adults and children felt more carsick, so they took warning.

Coming out of Xindu Bridge, you will hover in the city of the sky. The sky is low and the clouds are broad, and you will feel refreshed; the prosperous place is relaxed and happy; you will see far away, and you will be overwhelmed with beauty.

The clouds are rolling and comfortable in the sky, and yaks are everywhere on the ground. Sometimes it rains heavily, and sometimes the sky is clear and clear. Wild flowers are everywhere, grass compete, streams are gurgling, and green mountains are quiet. Looking far into the distance, you can have a panoramic view of the vitality of heaven and earth. When I was walking the Yunnan-Tibet line in 2011, I missed this section and made up for it today.

There was a lot of rain during this period, and repairs were under way all the way to the Jinsha River. Once there was a traffic jam, I didn't know when it would be released. When I was stuck in traffic, I would brag to Xiao Wang about the story of my bicycle to Xizang. In fact, I have always hoped in the bottom of my heart that when Xiao Wang was in middle school or college, I could take him or his whole family to travel to Yunnan, Tibet, Tibet and New Tibet. I often tell Xiao Wang that reading thousands of books means traveling thousands of miles. This world can be very big, it can be as big as the universe is infinite, it can also be very small, it can be as small as a grain of sand in the eye. We don't take the biggest or the smallest, don't worry about the present, don't aim too high, and choose a suitable world under the right conditions. What is suitable is the most comfortable.

After seven years, I finally touched the border of Xizang. Joy and excitement. All illusions and plans became reality at this moment. Although it was only seven years ago, it seemed like a lifetime ago. There are many places that you may not visit again in your life if you go once. I came to this familiar territory again, as if I had touched the threshold of previous memories.

Mount Raou. Mangkang is the intersection of the Yunnan-Tibet Line and the Sichuan-Tibet Line. As soon as I arrived at Mangkang, those familiar things were brought to my eyes and complemented the memories that lingered in my mind. In a trance, I couldn't tell whether they were reality or the past.

Next, there is a lot of space to compare seven years ago and seven years later. The same place, the same person, the same thing, the past surfaced, and I couldn't help but sigh.
Seven years ago, in Rumei Town between Lawu Mountain and Dongda Mountain. At that time, it was not cement roads.

Seven years later, in Rumei Town between Lawu Mountain and Dongda Mountain. The old roads are abandoned, and the new roads are at our feet.

Seven years ago, Dongda Mountain. There is still snow on the mountains at the end of July.

Seven years later, Dongda Mountain. The height of many mountains has changed, and their original appearance no longer exists. Many high-voltage transmission lines have been built all over the mountains.

Seven years ago, turn 72.

Seven years later, turn 72.

There were many cyclists along the way, but it was still much deserted than before, and there were many more self-driving cars. As long as time and physical strength permit, riding a bicycle or motorcycle is a very good experience.

Many people probably don't know where this small pond is. When we were riding bicycles back then, we took a ride and passed by here in a minivan. At that time, I took a video with my camera. I was deeply impressed and always wanted to come back here to have a look. This time, the water level dropped a lot, and many high-voltage wires were built next to it.

Small ponds 7 years ago and 7 years later.

Ranwu Lake, a small street less than 150 meters long in Ranwu Town seven years ago, has now been developed for tourism. The stereotyped modern tourist attractions are in sharp contrast to this original style.
Seven years ago, I met fellow travelers on the road and met in Ranwu. On the left is a couple going to college in Guangxi, and on the right is a couple of Hunan friends. One of them is good at painting and wants to go to Hainan to go to college. I wonder how the people I met on the road are doing now.

Seven years ago, I met another couple on the road.

Seven years later, Ranwu Lake.
It's good to listen to the sound of the waves when I met the surprises on the way to Ranwu Lake.

Seven years ago, local people introduced us to the ancient glacier, but we felt that it was too far away to go, so now we specially go to make up for the regrets we had at that time. Unfortunately, there are villagers blocking the way in front and they have to stay and eat at their homes before entering. After a glance from afar, he returned. There is no ice left in the glacier, and the summit is yellow.

Seven years ago, the Yarlung Zangbo River Grand Canyon.

Seven years later, the Yarlung Zangbo River Grand Canyon.

Xiao Wang and I filled water here, touched rocks, and brought a lot back for a memory.

After so many years, the water here has not stopped flowing.
Seven years ago.

Seven years later.

Seven years ago. Lulang Boundary.

Seven years later, in the territory of Lulang.

Seven years ago, the mountains of those years were the people of those years.

Seven years later, the mountains of those years were the people of those years.

Seven years ago, Niyang River.

Seven years later, the Linla Expressway was built in Niyang River. We took the newly opened Linla Expressway and went directly to Lhasa. The Linla Expressway was built on the Niyang River. The Niyang River is no longer as majestic and still deep as it used to be. Now the water level of the Niyang River has dropped sharply and the water is yellow. I really can't imagine that this was the Niyang River of that year without seeing the sign. Back then, when I stood on the Niyang River, it was as open as standing on the sea. When the breeze blew, the wet and cold breath of the lake came to my face, wrapped in the original body temperature of melting snow and ice in the mountains, which caught people off guard. The smell of hundreds of millions of years ago came across unexpectedly and couldn't help but shudder. Take a deep breath and spit it out, as if you have integrated into the real Xizang.

In the streets of Lhasa, children still like this. Children are like adults. Different people have different reactions to plateau. It is recommended that children who react violently to plateau should not go to Gaoyuan. This time, the children in Shanggao Yuan were in very bad condition and regretted it. Therefore, the originally planned Yanghu, Ghost Lake and Guge Dynasty failed to go, and we can only hope to take a detour to the Xinjiang Grand Ring Road next time.

Seven years ago, Jokhang Temple.

Seven years later, Jokhang Temple.

Seven years ago, Lhasa.

Seven years later, Lhasa.

After a few days of rest, I returned through the Qinghai-Tibet line. Due to the hurry, all original plans were disrupted. There are no accommodation in many places. After passing through this pass, I found that there is a well-built Taoist class not far away, with a basketball court. We are going to set up a tent on this basketball court. When I went in and asked, it turned out that there were still many self-driving tourists like us staying here. In addition to maintaining roads, the roads here can also stay here and provide high-risk rescue. Here I met a middle-aged man riding a motorcycle and a Tibetan family who had returned to Qinghai after going to Lhasa for a pilgrimage. Tibetans remind me not to eat too much at night, which makes it difficult to breathe. I have eaten a lot before I know it. In fact, on the Qinghai-Tibet line, I was numb. I had to drive alone for more than ten hours every day. I didn't know that I was hungry, and I didn't feel much even if I ate.
The person in charge of the Taoist class here asked us to stay here for one night. Our family slept in one room and the two of us shared a bed. Then let us write a thank-you letter here to really thank them. The Taoist people were all very nice and asked us to warm the fire. At night, they kept adding dried cow dung to the stove to maintain the temperature in the house, and also provided hot water. After sleeping here for one night, I had trouble breathing, but I felt at ease mentally.

The scenery on the Qinghai-Tibet line is very good, and the road is overwhelmed. Fewer and fewer people ride bicycles.

I really saw wild antelope here. I zoomed in and it looked a little blurred. It was still clear and clear just now, but suddenly it started to snow, as if it had been a lifetime ago.

Kunlun Mountain, there are too many stories and legends.

On the highway from Golmud to Xining, the entire journey is more than 400 kilometers. There is not a gas station. When boarding the highway, the toll collector will ask you if you have filled up your tank. A friendly reminder is that if you have not filled up your tank, you may have to fill up your tank before boarding the highway. This highway is really cool. There are only a few cars on the whole journey, and the straight roadside is full of wind turbines. It is spectacular.

Two siblings, how nice.

I seem to be getting thinner and thinner.

In the grassland beside Chaka Salt Lake, a young man was found on foot setting up a tent here, and he also saw running rabbits.

Finally returned to my hometown. Looking forward to going out next time.