Not everyone can wake up at 4am, not everyone can climb a mountain at an altitude of over 4000 meters in the dark for over an hour before waking up, and not everyone can climb a mountain before sunrise. These are all for one goal, to watch a sunrise in Lhasa city.

My destination is Miqiongri Temple, which is like a brilliant pearl set on the mountaintop northeast of Lhasa. The altitude here is about 4700 meters, and the roads are rugged and full of potholes and dirt roads. It's not that cars can't drive up, it may be a problem with my driving skills. After climbing for a short distance, the car couldn't move anymore and decided to stay in place. I had no choice but to carefully reverse the car to a relatively spacious area on the edge of the cliff. Helpless, I could only carry ten kilograms of equipment, use a flashlight, and step by step walk towards the mountaintop.

High altitude is indeed a hassle. After only taking twenty or thirty steps, I was exhausted and gasped for breath. In the following journey, every few dozen steps I take, I have to stop and rest. I took one detour after another, feeling tired and panting, but I gritted my teeth and continued to move forward.

I was really tired on the mountain climbing journey, and I tried several times to shoot in a similar field of view. However, the stubbornness in my heart kept reminding me, "Miqiongri Temple is the best perspective, so I must climb up!"

The sky gradually emitted a faint blue light, and the moment of blues quietly arrived. I gazed at the nearby Miqiongri Temple, feeling a surge of strength in my heart, and finally arrived at the front of the temple. At this time, it is still early and the temple has not yet opened. I found a viewing spot on the platform outside the temple, set up a tripod, and prepared to shoot towards Lhasa City.

It has to be said that the angle from which Lhasa city is viewed is the best. In the telephoto frame, houses are arranged in a neat and orderly manner, with the white Potala Palace situated within it, and the snow-white palace walls are particularly eye-catching. Not far above the Potala Palace is the winding Lhasa River, with several major bridges connecting the north and south of the holy city. The elements in this scene are more diverse than the shooting angles in other positions, which is truly gratifying.

I adjusted my camera and waited quietly for the sunrise. A chuehmu walked out of the temple at an unknown time. I greeted her, but she shyly sat down not far away and began morning classes. Subsequently, several Juemus walked out of the temple and sat down in different positions. Perhaps this is their usual spot for morning classes every day, and I am this unwelcome guest, breaking this tranquility.

The surroundings were peaceful, except for the barking of dogs, sheep, and their chanting of scriptures. When the temple bells rang, the sun slowly rose from the mountainside, and the first ray of sunlight shone first on the Lhasa River. As time passed, the night curtain slowly closed like a curtain, and sunlight poured down, illuminating the entire city of Lhasa.

At this moment, the entire city seemed to suddenly awaken from a dream, with various sounds such as the sound of traffic on the road, the accompaniment of square dancing in the park, and the bustling voices of people in the neighborhood all ringing out. A new day has begun.

I focused on filming this city until the sunshine filled Lhasa. The monks behind them ended their morning classes at some point and returned to the temple. I should also pack up and walk into the bustling streets to enjoy a delicious breakfast.

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