It’s fast to fly. It only takes more than three hours to reach the destination.

Song Yi asked Tuantuan and Yuanyuan carefully, they all felt good and no one reacted highly.

"Let's stay at the guesthouse first, and then travel according to the planned route. By the way, I also brought a camera to take pictures of you."

Yuanyuan looked at the people wearing ethnic costumes on the street with curiosity and said, "Brother Song Yi, I want you to take a picture of me wearing that kind of clothes."

"Okay, I'll go buy you two sets of clothes."

Tuantuan: "I don't want it. I don't want to wear it."

Yuanyuan refused, "Just wear it, we are twins, how can we not be the same? After we put on the same Tibetan robes, we will do the same pose, take a photo, and send it back to mom."

"......" Tuantuan thought to herself, that's exactly why she didn't want to wear the same conspicuous bag as Yuanyuan.

However, despite Yuanyuan's persistent persuasion, Tuantuan finally couldn't hold on.

The two of them wore the same robe and had the same braids. If it weren't for their identical little faces that were too pale, they really looked like two Tibetan girls.

Song Yi took photos along the way and he didn't know how many photos he took.

"Let's take a look at these stalls and buy some gifts for Dad, Mom and my brother." Tuantuan pulled Yuanyuan to the front of the stall.

There were not many tourists in the 1980s, but there were still small vendors selling gifts near the Potala Palace.

"What are these? They look weird." Yuanyuan asked, pointing at the green things on the stall.

Song Yi looked at them carefully and introduced them: "This is beeswax, this is turquoise, and this is a Dzi bead, and this is Bodhi..."

Yuanyuan shook her head, obviously not interested.

Tuan Tuan was watching with great interest.

The stall owner was a young Tibetan man who could speak Chinese. As soon as he saw the three people coming up, he started selling his products.

Song Yi looked at Tuantuan and said, "Which one do you like? I'll buy it for you."

Tuan Tuan looked at it for a while, pointed at a beeswax bracelet and said, "I like this."

Song Yi asked Yuanyuan again.

Yuanyuan pointed to another stall selling clothes and shoes and said, "I want to buy those Nepalese shoes and send them back to my mother. She will definitely like them."

"Are you sure mom likes it?" Tuantuan glanced at Hu Shao's shoes.

"I just want to try something new." Yuanyuan said, "Mom has so many beautiful clothes and shoes, but I've definitely never seen anything like this."

Tuan Tuan thought the same thing and said, "Then buy a hat for Dad."

"Grandpa must like hats too, so buy one for him too."

"What about grandma? What should I buy for her?"

Song Yi watched their discussion with a smile, occasionally joining in and offering suggestions.

Lhasa in July is beautiful, with plenty of sunshine but not too hot. In the city, you can see colorful Gesang trees, blooming brilliantly under the bright sunshine.

The Potala Palace and the Jokhang Temple are both very bustling with people, including old men holding prayer wheels, tall girls with rouge-colored faces, Kham men wearing swords, and pilgrims who kowtow, take steps, put their hands together, raise their hands, crawl, and prostrate themselves, moving forward in a repetitive cycle, measuring the path of faith.

The Norbulingka is quiet, with exquisite palaces and temples hidden in the deep forest, which looks solemn and mysterious.

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