According to legend, Padmasambhava had magic pull out of the monastery from the palm of the hand phantom, red Andersson Zambia, after watching exclaimed: "Sangye" (unexpectedly), then submitted names. Samye Monastery was founded in AD 762, is the history of Tibetan Buddhism, built the first temple. Samye Monastery is located is called "the Jiangnan of Tibet" in Tibetan plains of the South Valley, the monastery south bordering the wide turbulent Brahmaputra, east, north and west of the mountains, Wang Heng. Samye pattern to the wall outside the desolate wilderness of endless suffering on behalf of all mortal beings; while inside the grand temples, in full accordance with Buddhist ideal world where the layout.

The first time I saw Tamasawa, he was transferred by hand on the Samye Gallery Prayer wheel ready to rotate through the wheel. His long body Yuli policy in Uganda between the hall and corridors, a repeated, and ten days filled with sunshine through the religious atmosphere of Uta hall atrium, projected onto the shoulders of Phi wearing a yellow shirt had a long ride down the red Tibetan clothing him, eye-catching.

We hit it off. When the sun in a peaceful quiet of the Samye cast a long shadow, turning the gallery from the first one to the last one through the rounds of all the desire by the Buddha in order to fly up and spin clockwise again, when he and I were sitting side by side in this ancient roaming monastery in the. Samye Monastery is known as "construction in the history of the masterpiece." Its three-story main hall by Tibetan, Chinese and Indian silk fabrics for the design, leaving the bottom characteristics of a typical Tibetan style by turning the gallery, across the rich characteristics of the Han-style two-story by the Church and the Hindu temple style, the third layer, Deng on the top floor overlooking the blue sky and white clouds, golden dome painting, Toyama cottage, we will have another kind of heaven and earth.

Tamasawa from Qamdo, it is Kham Tibetan inhabited areas, he combines the health of skin and the Tibetan people Khampa tall shape. Yung clean clothes, with the British gas Yigu beautiful face and head than the surrounding brown hat made him somewhat different from showing Tibetans, he does not say much, but always revealing modest smile, walking beside him, I Since Sheung often feel restless heart has become gradually calmed down.

The main hall is full of historical atmosphere of the southwest Transwhiz field, then there has gathered numerous scripture translation of the Tibetan and Chinese and foreign companies, in which the Buddhist scriptures translated into Tibetan. Transwhiz murals on display on both sides of Taiwan at that time scholars from various countries of the grand occasion scriptures translated. Past are gone, now as by the Institute of Samye Monastery, monks are during the day here is a place for rest and debate the scriptures.

From the four corners of the Samye Monastery of Tibetan Buddhism, representing the four kings of the red, white, green and black out of the pagoda, we went to the monastery the grass a rest, I have a whim to lead his cowboy hat on his head pretending to He looked at me and smiled slightly side look to reach out to me, thought that he would also reach out to shake hands with the past, been his Qianzhu my hand, and his frank frank surprise it makes it hard to refuse, I have a laissez-faire itself in The temperature and long list of accidents.

Walking in the temple width of a large backyard lawn, watching his family come to participate in two days after the sorcerer's dance in the festival tents carpeted the people really put on tea's interesting. People pushed the car business busy trading; monks were walking hurriedly, and some were busy in the main Dianmen plug out of a huge blue and white curtain Man; hall heard the drum, it is in the sorcerer's dance performers rehearsing; a few years the old monks wear presbyopia eyes are skilled sewing machine sewing sorcerer's dance wear clothes, a great progenitor of the iron armor costume characters will be hard to imagine that the dancers wear this weighing tens of pounds of armor What action that allows for a dance. A hand-turning cylinder, and his old lady stopped Tamasawa chat trying to get to, Tamasawa bent patiently answered her, smiling. After arriving in Tibet, I found that among Tibetans is a very gentle and elegant speech, and very few see them haste, or lose my temper, devout believer of Buddhism so that they become open-minded towards life and not easy to move Zhen.

Twilight is moving, but it also brought the melancholy parting. I finally belong to the last group of riverside ferry. Tamasawa temple gave me a ride to catch. Car gone away, and he has not left. Looking back, he mixed in the middle of a group of lamas in red, was dyed a golden sunset gradually blurred the tall figure disappeared, Samye Monastery was a symbol of the world outside the monastery walls are also more in line of sight farther back, finally, only iron Wai outside the desolate wilderness of mountains, unlimited Boundless and I once again set foot on the road. I believe no chance Good-bye, and I did not leave Tamasawa contact addresses.

At noon I finished the third day tour Zetang County, long-distance bus ride back to Lhasa, Samye ferry parked, watching the cars go past Tamasawa I could not believe my eyes. Nothing is more amazing than the friends meet again and sat beside me Tamasawa Tibetans born with a good singing voice sang Tibetan songs, his voice is infected with the same car, the Tibetan youth who have known from Tibet's "yearning for Eagle , "" kind mother "," Kham guy "to my favorite to listen to the ancient Tibetan folk songs, 3-hour drive went so far as the first time feel too short. Fortunately, the way I was singing all the way back to Lhasa in laughter. Station in Lhasa, and I waved goodbye Tamasawa again.

Perhaps the fate of the god in the Holy Land especially like to bring pleasant surprise in the evening, from the street was like a flood of turning the crowd, I was surprised looking at the tall figure Tamasawa third came beside me. . . . That evening, Yu Chak and I in the Potala Palace Square fountain pool sat a long time, the Potala Palace in the night rain, such as silk be even gentle calm, the next morning to fly back to the South will bid farewell to Lhasa, I can not help in the the rain, saw it. Pure Land with these parties have 28 days to just a gathering of the sea thrown up in my mind a long ripples. Unconsciously, I am deeply in love with the land, but also fell in love with the people living here. At the moment, the feelings of parting, as the Dalai Lama VI, the central warehouse where Kerry is wrong to write poetry: "The sole purpose of not seen the best, but also unnecessary for them to linger mind sees; originally unfamiliar Ye Hao, it will not be so head over heels... . "

Tibet, I wish you and never will be a beautiful holy!

Author: wiwi2000