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青藏高原,炽烈的阳光炙烤着褐色的山脊,白塔反射出明晃晃的光眩迷了双眼,好友巴桑捧着一个精美绝伦的“擦擦”(微型脱模泥塑),眼中满是祝福与关切:“这是我们藏族人的手工艺术珍品,愿它伴随你,给你一直的平安与幸福。”越南西贡,我住的酒店门前是喧闹的夜市,暖烘烘的灯光勾出当地朋友Hongkuang瘦高的轮廓,他递给我一个扎着羊角辫、手拿蒲扇和铃铛的木雕娃娃,用不太流利但却深情的英语对我说:“别忘了我们的水
Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, the blazing sun roasted brown ridge, the white tower reflects the dazzling light dazzle his eyes, his friend Basang holding a beautiful ”rub“ (micro-release clay), eyes full Blessings and Concerns: ”This is our Tibetan arts and crafts treasures, would it be with you and give you peace and happiness forever.“ Saigon, Vietnam, I live in front of the hotel is noisy night market, warm light hook Out of the tall, thin outline of a local friend, Hongkuang, he handed me a wooden doll with a braid, a palm-leaf fan and a bells and said to me in less fluent but affectionate English: ”Do not forget our water