每个人心里都有一块净土。

我曾经无数次问自己，何处有净土？何处是净土？

也许是冥冥之中已有安排，我去了西藏。

拉萨，神圣，庄严，深不可测，多少人为之歌颂，膜拜……

在那里，我才发现心灵的净土终于找到了皈依的地方。

这块土地，这方蓝天收留了我，包容了我。这里天籁般的旋律，节奏，叩响了我的心门，撞击了我的心智。

我不知道是我的心丢在了那里，还是把拉萨的魂带了回来？虽然离开了这块圣地，心绪却不能平息，脑海里总是浮现出拉萨的一幅幅画面——朝圣者那虔诚的面孔，额头叩拜撞击的包，全身伏地的身影，布达拉宫的静谧神圣……

我再也按捺不住，我要宣泄，我已经找到我的方向。

《藏之魂》系列就此启动。多少年的生活积淀，多少年的心驰神往，化作创作的激情和汗水，交融在高原的红土里，交融在梦中的画面里，一发不可收……

Each one has a piece of pure land in mind.

I have asked myself many times, where can I find such pure land? Where is ?

Perhaps it seems something is already arranged by fate that I went to Tibet.

Lhasa… ! it is holy, solemn, unfathomable and there are many people sing even worship for you.

There, my heart with a pure land finally just found the most beautiful place of refuge.

On the land, I can be took by such blue sky just like a pillow of nature tolerance. Here the melody and rhythm sound just at the gate of my heart, and hit my mind to much.

I don't know where my heart is lost or mayby I have bring back the soul of Lhasa? While leaving the holy, my mood can not be calm and something in Lhasa always emerged in my mind, the series pictures of the religious pilgrims, the figures of faces of the worships by hitting their foreheads to the land with whole body, the voldemort quiet divine of Potala Palace of ...

I can't restrain myself that I just want to vent. Perhaps, I have found some way of my direction..

So the Soul of Tibet series started. How many years of Life accumulation. How many years of my longing to there. Finally everything get into creation and passion, blends in red cley of the highlands by sweat, blends in he picture of dreams...everything never stops…

瞿倩梅（手签）