While Xu Di was still at the shooting spot, Chen Xing took a lot of photos around the hall. Even though there are steel bars used for construction around it that block part of the decoration, you can still see the luxury of this temple.
Not to mention the several architectural styles used in this building, the temple itself can well represent the diversity of Tibetan culture. Moreover, such temples have a long history, at least for hundreds of thousands of years. There are few such temples in modern times. A temple was suddenly built.
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】Unless it is for tourism development. Chen Xing asked Aori Qilang: "How many years has your temple been established?"
"It's about 1,200 years ago. This is the only major renovation in a thousand years. After this major renovation, we should be able to recreate the grandeur of the temple when it was first built more than a thousand years ago." Ao Riqilang said. I was very excited when I got here and put my hands together.
"This temple is more than a thousand years old?" Chen Xing said.
"Indeed, it's hard to tell." Tibetan houses are inherently simple. If no one tells you, or you've never studied this architectural style, it's really hard to tell what era the work is from. Anyway, it's Chen Xing's From a visual point of view, there doesn't seem to be much difference between what happened a hundred years ago and what happened a thousand years ago.
I had never heard anyone say what era the temple was from before, but now that they were reminded of it, Chen Xing and Zeng Yungao suddenly felt that the temple had become more charming.
Sure enough, someone still needs to explain when looking at antiquities. Although the main hall is under repair, you can see a circle of prayer wheels on the edge of the first floor. They are very large. Each one is estimated to be sixty or seventy centimeters high. They are lined up along the sides and back, and look at the color. Maybe it's all gold-plated.
It is probably impossible to make it all gold, and this is not the Potala Palace. When they returned to the place where they were separated, Xu Di had just walked to the shooting point. Chen Xing looked around and said, "Can these be taken casually?" Ao Riqilang nodded: "Because we need to repair, The masters are not in the temple, so they are not afraid of taking pictures. However, it is best not to take pictures inside the main hall. Firstly, it is not very respectful to the Buddha. Secondly, it is dangerous. After all, there are so many people stepping on it. It’s not worth it if something falls and hurts yourself.”
"Okay." Since he reminded him, Chen Xing naturally wouldn't go there. He was still very obedient. What interested him were some paintings on the outside of the surrounding courtyard walls. The strong religious painting style on them made Chen Xing feel a little itchy.
After about ten minutes, Chen Xing saw Xu Di coming back from a distance, and then trotted back to the square.
Ao Ri Qilang has left. Zeng Yungao asked Chen Xing: "Can I see the photos you took? Let's study."
"Brother Zeng, why are you so polite? I'm just a student..." Chen Xing showed them the original film he had just taken.
It’s hard to see clearly with the camera, but the feeling Chen Xing wants has already come out. He has been very good at photographing architecture since his photography talent in southern Yunnan. This time, he also integrated the simplicity and mystery of Tibetan religious architecture into this Inside a few photos.
Zeng Yungao was a little better, but Xu Di was screaming at the side.
"The photos are so beautiful!" In one of them, Chen Xing stood at a high place and took a picture of hundreds of people pounding on the roof of the hall. The emotions of hundreds of people seemed to be added to the work. The smiles on everyone's faces made this picture The work has the joyful consistency of building a house, which is really rare.
Zeng Yungao has seen many photography works and knows many photographers due to his work, but even so, he was a little moved by this photo.
He returned the camera to Chen Xing and said: "The photos are really good. I think they are even better than the photos you posted on site B." Chen Xing received the compliment and happily took the camera and said: " In fact, I have kept the best works. I want to wait until I become more famous before releasing them, or keep them to participate in some photography competitions." Zeng Yungao nodded and said, "Indeed, all good photographers now have their own The website is to prevent the work from being leaked. Come on, let’s go back first. Brother Hao is probably tired of waiting alone.” Xu Di walked to Chen Xing and said, “My master knows the deputy editor of China National Geographic. See It seems like he liked your last work very much, so if you want to publish it in a magazine, it might be useful."
"Really or not?" Xu Di put his hand on Chen Xing's shoulder and said, "It's true or not. Why did I lie to you? Just wait, he will definitely say it when we eat later." After that, he took the photo. He patted Chen Xing on the back, smiled and ran forward to chase his master.
Zeng Yungao has been working outside all year round and has strong legs. At the moment when Chen Xing and Xu Di were chatting, they had already run twenty or thirty meters away.
After Xu Di left, Chen Xing felt hot and quickened his pace to catch up. When it comes to foot strength, Xu Di is probably the worst here. Chen Xing's Divine Walking Taibao is no joke. He can run faster than ordinary people when he lets go.
But he was still thinking about what Xu Di said just now. Will Brother Zeng really introduce me to people from National Geographic China?
Should I treat him to a drink or something later? He has no doubts about his skills. His photography talent and enhanced photography skills have allowed him to enter the position of the top photographer in the industry.
His works also have their own style. Photographing the grandeur of buildings and the brilliance of people are all things Chen Xing is good at.
What he lacks is a name. As a twenty-year-old boy, who doesn’t want to be famous? Back in the car, Xu Di took out a few cans of Red Bull from the trunk and handed them to several people.
Brother Hao glanced at the map in Zeng Yungao's hand and drove to the next location. Tibetan-style songs were playing on the Bluetooth speaker in the car.
"Mani Mani Mani sings love songs from past lives, Guozhuang swaying the bonfire, Oh, you are my Buddha..." Chen Xing didn't like to listen to it before, thinking it was tacky, but now he finds that this kind of song is also quite nice.
In half a day, Chen Xing followed them throughout this town, through mountains and forests. Although a few people will not go to a place that is too remote, what if there is a building in a remote place that looks like a house, but no one is sure?
In this case, we can only ask someone from outside the industry to drive to the scene. They encountered such a spot, drove until there was no road, and then walked two kilometers to the last place to be photographed this morning.
It's really a house. This house is not very big, about twice as small as the usual rural houses. There are hay and cow dung piled on the outer walls, but it looks like no one has lived in it for a long time.
The surrounding environment is also very good, surrounded by mountains on all sides. It is winter now, and you can still see a little snow on the mountains. But if it is summer, the surroundings will definitely be green. In autumn, there will be leaves and leaves of various colors on the Tibetan mountains. The bushes are definitely nice to look at too.
And next to the house is a clean and thorough stream, either groundwater or snow water, so clean that you can drink it directly.
Chen Xing said: "It's good to live in seclusion here." Zeng Yungao finished taking three photos and said: "This may be the place where they used to go into the mountains to hunt and cut firewood."
