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It had rained all night in Lhasa and the earth was wet and cold.From the mountains a pleasant breeze blew as I drove towards Nyingchi on the Tibet-SichuanHighway.My destination was the famous Lamaling temple and the confluence of the Brahmaputra, known as the Yarlung Zangbo in Tibet, and its tributary Niyang river.The highway ran between paddy fields along the bank of the Niyang.Small villages lay in the foothills of the high mountains rising on either side of the river like sentinels.Smoky clouds nestled on the hills.Rows of green houses made of plastics had been set up along the road for growing a special variety of dwarfed tomatoes.