Ever brothers and sisters eating dinner when it came to two other people, in their presentations, we decided to stop their progress, go the distance Luhuo 4 hour drive to see the color up to five out of Asia's largest Buddhist Academy and burial.
Yong-Xiu is a way of my children. One was born in Luhuo, in the high schools sing and dance Jianyang reading Tibetan girl. She gave me a lot of talk about the custom of ordinary Tibetan family: her every day in addition to switch-shan knock long head of the grandmother, 20-year-old spent a year's time, when on foot to Lhasa, more than 90 years old when it comes to climbing a mountain, walking in the small the girl in front of; Yuanba house in their home, just please read first by the living Buddha, a total of nearly ten thousand participants (up to ten thousand people courtyard, beyond my imagination, the way I empty Take it and Tsinghua Hall conversion); from traditional Tibetan wedding ceremony, was her father looted her mother, who accompanied the seven times to Lhasa; their lives, another vision is to give a child a woman, a life-long possession of each concern and preparation equipment , in addition to decorative gold, silver, turquoise, red agate, pearl, ivory, the boy's clothes in the back inlaid tiger or leopard skin, girls clothes hem Zhuizhe otter, such a suit to a few tens of thousands ranging from hundreds of thousands; one of her uncle is a small Buddha, life is not marriage, unless there are monsters there; the most interesting thing is to live in Sichuan, capped studying her every night to knock 20 of the long head, and sometimes too tired , and knock a few is not enough to fall asleep, and will be middle of the night, I suddenly wake up, afraid of Buddha blame, and then starting from scratch, knock. She said that like for you to do, like sit-date, (we did not play for the night sit-sit, and I said to myself.)
In her recent message to me QQ, the girl said she did not go to school, and nine homework only two test a pass because it is her own choice, so I do not hurt. Perhaps Tibetans born of optimism, perhaps the young do not know worry, I was very sorry for her, we have Meet the Lunar New Year, when Zaiqu Luhuo, she said fifteenth of their temple, the most beautiful butter. She also has taught me to understand pea flowers, pale pink and white and white one piece, I hope she melt back to those who accompanied her to grow flowers middle of it, this is the most frustrating I gave her blessing.
As the road repair, has been quick to color up to 12 points, according to a couple of time yesterday, and that introduction, burial had been about to start, but Tianzang Tai in the mountains, away from where we are still quite far off section of the road the moment really like the wok ants, but also frustrated. Anxious, I actually stopped into a forest police, police car, in my flowery smile of encouragement, we do not give a lift to the police promised him his brother even after finishing we went to Tian Zangtai official evacuation. Police brother's car was too small, and installed six mountains, car halfway down the mountain on the walk down and put us on the mountain, he was going empty, and then skyrocketed, so tripling the distance we have finally been sent to the burial vicinity of Taiwan. Police brother is still very embarrassed to say police bad to Tianzang Tai, we many thanks.
An air of serenity in the quiet of yak grazing, small groups of red lamas Dazhao San sitting on the grass does not know what to do, and the mountains a group of legendary vulture squatting, and occasionally there are people riding slowly from the mountain road before, but did not see burial people. Are still anxious, I was very politely, and those monks talk several times, nonetheless speak the same language. Helpless, we climbed to the hilltop, amuse those vultures fly up a stout wings to see if they left on the grass like a huge shadow, or like the disappearance of black dots in the blue sky and white clouds.
The original burial is not certain period of time, and we linger in the mountains for a long time, finally came the following Start "kill" message. Like the open wings of the vulture, as I dive down from the mountains, but also an impulse to move up to the forefront.
Tianzang Shi is a 50-year-old man, wearing a blue dress, was short, tall, slim, while he bent down to work hard at the gap, once looked up at us the direction in fluent Chinese to prevent them taking pictures, I am beginning to end, or did not see him any expression. I just sat down when a child's body has been handled, and ribs being sold as vegetable markets, as tick is not very clean, there is flesh but no blood be there. I have repeatedly warned their own, which is Tibetan customs and habits, as opposed to our self-deception, the people, whether in form or in the spirit must be pure, and therefore do not think of a bloody, foul-smelling, barbaric.
I saw the second complete corpses, the third bodies.
Their arms and legs folded, naked beaten into boxy backpack, put Luokuang Li carried over or back pack yak over, before the burial, they were to the back of the courtyard chanting Buddhist three days, but also was carried or living with their families and to turn their backs upon. It said that the Tianzang Tai has been for thousands of years of history, so many of the dead has also come from afar to catch some of the bodies in the process of decomposition, and some corpses were air-dried, and no matter what kind of a state, they were from the Tian Zangshi backpack into a quartzite, in the chest lit piece of paper, mutter prayers, and then in arms, the back, legs knife knife symbolic cut down, drag the side, and back to the other.
The quartzite is a legend Buddha brought back from India, was originally a full four-square flat, due to the high was short, old and young, men and women one by one, many people lying in the past, it has now become a human form, like a double - open legs of people do lie there, waiting for more newcomers.
The last bearer of the deceased cloth, quilts or other relics, have been thrown around like a thousand years of rubbish dump.
The day seemed to have more than a dozen corpses, just kill a few later, the vultures can not wait washed down from the mountains is simply airtight those who fell into the cut of meat and bone attached, side Tianzang Shi continue to work.
May be a lot of psychological suggestion, perhaps it was my good psychological quality, just looked a little nervous burial, this day, I had looked at the dead have seen several times as many naked at close range , and the Tsinghua University in Nanjing, and walked my garden that day, it can not imagine that after this day, can not believe.
Hill behind the five-Ming Buddhist Institute is a closely-packed red shag Chu, from the base of the mountain to the summit, the road Lama constant throughout the night by the sound has been, one I can not imagine life, I accept the burial does not accept this self-cultivation.
Back to Luhuo living in Casa Hotel, the corridor is also a lama, I fall asleep after being awakened, how would like to feel that they are not my breed, such a fear from the Kangding first time I saw a large-scale Tibetan people began to , and during the day, I was afraid of her claws, the night, just betrays itself, but still, Xiao Xu sympathy for me.
On this day, I am drying out Gaoyuanhong, Ever brother and sister began to altitude sickness. The evening meal, I ordered a pot of butter tea, although I categorically say that taste good to drink expression of traditional Chinese medicine, or betrayed me, and they hesitate a delay Duanwan.
Author: mazhiyanma
