LETTERS SENT FAR AWAY

正I was 13 years old in 1985 when I was selected as one of the first students to go to school in mainland China.I passed my exams and was sent to a province in the northeast to finish my education,and a great number of vast mountain ranges and rivers separated me from my mother.     

Back to Gamdeling

The Township Village of Gamdeling is situated in District Naiqung, County of Doilungdeqen, Lhasa. It is the place where I began to establish a relationship with Tibet. Halfa Century＇s Concern and Remembrance In the early spring of 1963, as a junior student majoring in Tibetan at the Department of Minority Languages and Literature in the Central College for Nationalities, I set foot in Tibet for the first time. The first place I saw was the Township Village of Gamdeling, where I went to work with the liberated serfs who were undergoing a democratic reform. I helped set up grass roots political power. Being together day and night, I studied Tibetan with them and taught singing to children in the primary school. There, I learned to recite Tsangyang Gyatso＇s poem, On the Peak of the Eastern Mountain, from which the well- known name ＂Makye-ame＂ comes. Since July 20, 1963, the day on which I departed, I have had no opportunity to return to Gamdeling. These years, by radio, newspaper and internet, I got to know that a famous vegetable and flower producers＇ cooperative was built in Gamdeling. I can collect hundreds of reports about Gamdeling on line. The news makes me excited, because I know Gamdeling is going forward with Tibet. How about my old Tibetan friends？ How about their life now？ Who are even still alive？ On August 30, 2011, on the occasion of a short business trip to Lhasa while accompanied by a friend, I stepped on the land again. Tenzin Wodrup＇s Vegetable Greenhouse Across the bridge over Tohlung Chu of the Lhasa River, we entered the area of Gamdeling. For me, everything was so familiar but yet strange! We stopped our car in front of a building with the sign of ＂Vegetable and Flower Exhibition and Trade Center of the Gamdeling Farmers＇ Vegetable Cultivation Cooperative, the County of Doilungdeqen＂. By the gate there was a stall selling local watermelons. Having taken some pictures, we drove northwards into the district of the vegetable greenhouses, intending to find a local and ask the way. It took five or six minutes for our ear to circle around the area, from which, we can see how big the district was. In time, I saw a middle-aged farmer with a bright T-shirt standing on the road. I got out and asked him about Tsering Dondrup. To my surprise, he was from Gamdeling and lived in the same Village of Chabka as Tsering Dondrup, and they were relatives The man＇s name was Tenzin Wodrup. He promised to take us to call on Tsering Dondrup＇s. On both sides of the road that was straight, clean and paved with cement, there stood dozens of vegetable greenhouses in rows.     

生机勃勃的藏东南（英文）

正It was not long ago that I took National Highways 318,212,and 317 to get to Nyingchi and Chamdo and conduct various interviews.The place is a mysterious land in the southeastern reaches of Tibet,and while I was there,I saw development and vitality everywhere as a result of the prosperity sweeping across the region.     

DAOFU:A GO-GO COUNTY

When my car sped along the Highway No.317, which is part of the Sichuan-Tibet road, I was entranced to find I was in a fairyland. The surrounding environment was so enchanting that I slowed down to enjoy the picturesque scene. Daofu is the first of the eight counties one reaches when traveling from Sichuan to Tibet. Everyday the county has a dozen passenger buses heading for Kangding and Chengdu. The Daofu-Chengdu Highway is asphalted now, and is so smooth and spacious that the entire jo…     

Hand in Hand,and Heart to Heart

The new century has dawned and our work in the past year has drawn to a successful conclusion through the care and concern from our readers. I thank you fromthe bottom of my heart!I came to China 's Tibet in May 1991. when I finished my graduate study in theBeijing Teachers' University, majoring in folklore. I worked for the Chinese andTibetan editions of the magazine, and was transferred to the English edition in 1997.With more readers demanding a better English edition, I was appointed …     

Perry,Elizabeth, Anyuan： Mining China＇s Revolutionary Tradition

In the Spring of 2008 I visited Pingxiang, a mining town close to the border between Jiangxi and Hunan provinces. I posed for a picture in the empty plaza in front of a large revolutionary era memorial hall with a statue of a reedy young Mao in a scholar＇s gown on the steps leading up to the entrance. The front gates, however, were locked and the plaza had the abandoned air of a ghost town. In the pouring rain I hired a taxi to drive me into the grounds of the Anyuan Coal Mining Company, past another statue of Mao, this one of the older, fuller bodied statesman. I took some more pictures of a dilapidated shell of a building dating from the days when German engineers had dominated the technical staff at the mines. On a dreary rain soaked day, smokestacks across the town still billowed, adding to the gloom, and I remember a feeling of desolation and the desire to get away as soon as possible. This was the Pingxiang of my memory.     

A Thousand-Year-Old in Nyomo Town

On hearing several times that there is a thousand-year-old walnut tree in Nyamo Town in Shigatse, I was curious, as I had never heard of a thousand year old tree in my life, except for cypress and ginkgo in my hometown. I have not had a chance to have a look at it but heard lots of both legends and true stories about this tree. In awe and expectation, I paid a visit to see the thousand-year walnut tree. I remember in my hometown there is an old tree which people referred to as the ＂divine tree＂. Every time 1 visited this divine tree, my heart was always in awe. I even dared not to get too close and only watched it from a distance because I was afraid of giving any offense to the holy tree. People say every divine tree would change to another kind. But in my memory, since I was a child, I did not see any trees change species, which I actually found disappointing.     

A MAZE OF TRANSPORTATION LINES IN TIBET

<正>In 2001,by chance I traveled along the road from Qinghai to Tibet. Though I did not experience the full length of this national road,I was very impressed by what I observed of Tibetan culture.Up to early 2007, I had entered Tibet eight times,from different directions through the four major access points:Sichuan,Yunnan,Xinjiang and Qinghai. Shouldering the responsibility of filming a documentary,I together with my colleagues in 2002 and 2004 drove a vehicle along the route from Sichuan to Tibet,but my third visit to Tibet was by myself.The route from Sichuan to Tibet     

棕熊扎西和卓玛的故事

June 22,2011,as I stood near Yushu Airport in the midst of lofty mountains,I had the opportunity to take the thin air of the highland once again into my nostrils.All of a sudden,my eyes fell upon a group of paramedics moving a stretcher and rushing toward a waiting plane.I heard later that the man on the stretcher had been attacked by a brown bear when he was out in the field digging around for caterpillar fungus.He was being airlifted to Xining,the capital of Qinghai.     

An Essay on the Tradition of Tibetan Tea

One day, I was searching the Internet to find a gift for a distant friend. As I browsed lists of teas, immediately I foundsomething that has been regarded as a necessity of life since I was young and nowadays had been packaged as an attractive gift or collectables. It is the Tibetan tea.