从加德满都飞回国内的几个小时里,我陷入了一种酣睡的状态,于是,庙宇宫殿,丛林雪山又得以近在咫尺。但最不能释怀的是尼泊尔的形色男女们,穿着炫艳莎丽或戴着彩条小帽光脚走在加德满都谷地里的样子,以及他们左右微摆着头对你说着那句亘古不变的问候语:Namaste,而飘散在空气中的是Resham Firiri的旋律,那是一首任何一个尼泊尔男人仅用一两个手指就能在雕花木琴上随性弹拨出的古老情歌…… During a few hours flying from Kathmandu to the country, I fell asleep, and temple palaces and jungle snow mountains were close at hand. But most can not be relieved is that Nepalese men and women, who wear bright Xisha or barefooted cap with bare feet walking in the Kathmandu Valley, and they are saying nothing to you Greetings: Namaste, and the drift in the air is the melody of Resham Firiri, an old love song that any Nepalese man can cast on a wooden Xylophone with a single bullet with only one or two fingers ...