People come and go in the Bright Tea House. In the noisy voice, I found a corner table and sat down, like a foreigner who broke into the new world. I looked very novel when I looked at it. The locals are here as if they are going home, drinking tea, chatting, eating noodles, and even passing dogs are so contented. The sweet tea house should be the most realistic Lhasa miniature in the city. Teahouses generally sell butter tea and sweet tea, and make a pot of sweet tea. We talked about the past, a cup of sweet tea, and tasted the taste of Lhasa. It always felt that the Tibetans were all milky, and the taste of sweet tea was very similar.