At 8:30, the morning light caressed the golden roof of the Potala Palace. In front of the ancient southern gate of the Snow City at the foot of the Red Mountain, the long line of tourists from all over the world was as usual.
Xun Wen wore a black cap and stood in the crowd with a travel bag on his back.
At nine o'clock sharp, the door slowly opened.
Beep, beep, beep.
The security device at the entrance kept ringing, and the security personnel quickly and orderly checked the visitors 'tickets, identity documents, personal belongings, etc.
After many years of scientific monitoring of the flow of people and the verification of big data, the Potala Palace's safe capacity was less than 5000 people a day. At the same time, in order to alleviate the pressure of reception, the daily limited tickets for the Potala Palace were divided according to the time period. Every 20 minutes was a batch, and the number of people going up the mountain was reasonably controlled.
Moreover, the east and south gates of the Potala Palace were opened at the same time every day to ensure that visitors could pass through quickly. At the same time, the scenic spots in Snow City were also open to tourists for free.
The Snow City was located at the foot of the Red Mountain. It was a building complex that covered an area of 50,000 square meters. It completely preserved 22 old Xizang local government offices and the residences of monks and nobles.
Xun Wen first went to see the core building of the Potala Palace, the famous Red Palace.
The Red Palace was a place of religion, and there were countless rare treasures. On the sixth floor of the Red Palace, the Limalakon Alloy Buddha Temple was known as a priceless treasure.
There are more than 3700 Buddha statues and pagodas in the hall. These treasures were all made of various alloys, so they had the unique red, yellow, green, white, and purple alloy colors.
Most of these works were from India, Nepal, and also made in Xizang. They could be called a collection of exquisite Buddha statues and pagodas.
Xun Wen walked quietly in the palace, slowly admiring the Buddha statues in the palace. In fact, Xun Wen did not believe in Buddhism. Instead, he was more interested in the freedom and freedom of Taoism.
However, when he arrived at the Potala Palace and saw countless pilgrims kneeling down with every step and kowtowing with every three steps, his heart was indeed shocked.
In fact, on the way from the airport, he had already seen many Tibetans worshipping their way to the Potala Palace from their hometown. Along the way, some tourists couldn't bear to see them and persuaded them to get on the bus and pay the fare, but the pilgrims politely refused. One of the old people's words left a deep impression on Xun Wen. He said to the tourists,
"Go as far as you can. Buddha is in my heart, and I am filled with reverence for Buddha.”
Therefore, Xun Wen was very interested in the mysterious Potala Palace. As for the legendary treasure left behind by Princess Wencheng, he had no intention of exploring it.
He came here not only to complete the system's collection mission, but also because he was very curious about this world-famous place in his previous life. He was also curious if there was a Tsangyang Gyatso who could write "How can the world obtain the Double Dharma, live up to the Tathagata and live up to the Qing" in this world.
As Xun Wen walked around alone, he noticed an elderly incense burner standing in the hall explaining the history of each Buddha statue to the visitors.
Xun Wen knew that the lamp incense masters here were actually monks, or lamas. For them, the Potala Palace was both a place for cultivation and a place for work.
As the incense burner opened the Tibetan yellow curtains one by one, golden sunlight shone through the glass windows and filled the entire hall. Everyone felt a sense of peace in their hearts.
Xun Wen stepped forward and smiled." Greetings, Master. Can you tell us the story of each generation of Dala Lamas?"”
When the other tourists heard this, they also looked at the old lamp incense master curiously. The old lamp incense master smiled and said,
"Since all of you are interested in this, I will tell you.”
" The first generation of the Dala Lama was called…"
“……”
"The sixth generation Dala Lama is the most legendary. Before he became the new generation Dala Lama, he once fell in love with a woman.”
"Later on, he was conferred the title of Dala Lama. Without any real power, he was restricted from entering and leaving. Once, he secretly went out to meet his lover, but he was discovered by the eldest disciple of the Fifth Dala Lama, who was also the person in power in Xizang at that time.”
" In the end, his lover was executed, and he was completely imprisoned. From then on, the sixth Dala lama indulged in wine and sex, numbing his soul. Many years later, he was accused by monks that he was not the real Dala lama. Therefore, Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty sent people to escort him to the capital. However, on the way there, he passed away by Qinghai Lake..."
Hearing this, Xun Wen's heart skipped a beat. The life of the Sixth Dala Lama was very similar to that of Tsangyang Gyatso in his previous life. So Xun Wen asked,"May I ask if the Sixth Dala Lama has ever left behind any poems or works?"”
" Not really," the old incense burner said." But later generations wrote some poems in memory of him.”
Xun Wen nodded. It seemed that the two worlds were different after all. However, since not many people in this world knew this story, he would record this beautiful love in the poems of the other world as a memento of Tsangyang Gyatso.
Then, Xun Wen left the large group of tourists and went to take a look at Bai Palace alone.
Bai Palace got its name because of its white outer walls. The oldest building in the existing Potala Palace was the Fawang Cave. In the 9th century, the Potala Palace was destroyed by the Tibetan civil strife, leaving only the Fawang Cave. Inside the cave, there were statues of himself, Princess Wencheng and Nepal Princess Chizun, which were said to have been made by Songtsan Gampo before his death.
Finally, Xun Wen visited the Temple of the Wheel of Time, the Temple of Amitayus Buddha, the Temple of Samantabhadra, the Temple of Saint Guanyin, and other scenic spots. Then, he rushed to the Potala Palace at sunset.
Under the setting sun, the Potala Palace looked a little solemn and solemn. Several pilgrims knelt on the ground and quietly chanted scriptures. The tourists scattered in twos and threes. The fountain on the square of the Potala Palace emitted light under the dim yellow sunlight.
Xun Wen looked back one last time, then silently returned to his hotel room. He took out his phone and looked up the name of the Sixth Dala Lama. It was also Tsangyang Gyatso, but the Tsangyang Gyatso in this world no longer had the talent and romance of his previous life.
Xun Wen thought for a long time before opening his Weibo and writing:
When I came to the Potala Palace, I heard a master talk about the life of the Dala Lamas. The story of the sixth Dala Lama, Tsangyang Gyatso, touched me deeply.
A beautiful love was destroyed by the desire for power, but two infatuated people were separated by life and death because of common etiquette. It was a pity.
Feeling a little depressed, he wrote three poems to mourn all the love that he could not get.
The first song,'I Will Not disappoint the Tathagata, I Will Not disappoint Your Lord':
I once worried that my love would damage my Buddhist conduct, and I was afraid that I would leave the city when I entered the mountain.
How can there be a perfect law in the world, which will not disappoint the Tathagata and you?
The second song, Seeing and Not Seeing:
Do you see me or not
I'm right there, neither sad nor happy
Do you miss me or not?
Love is there, neither coming nor going
Whether you love me or not,
Love is there, neither increasing nor decreasing
Whether you follow me or not,
My hand is in your hand, I won't give up
Come into my arms
Or let me live in your heart
Love in silence
Silent Joy
Ten Commandments Poem
First, it would be best if they did not meet. That way, they would not fall in love.
Secondly, it was best not to know each other, so that they would not miss each other.
Third, it was best not to accompany each other, so that they could not owe each other anything.
Fourth, it's best not to pity each other, so that we don't miss each other.
Fifth, it was best not to love each other, so that they could not abandon each other.
Sixth, it is best not to face each other, so that we can not meet.
Seventh, it's best not to miss each other, so that we won't betray each other.
The eighth is best not to promise each other, so that they can not continue.
The ninth is best not to rely on each other, so that they can not cling to each other.
Tenth, it would be best if they did not meet.
As long as we have met, we will know each other. How can we meet when we have not met?
How can I say goodbye to you, lest I miss you in life and death?
(As always, thank you!)
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