"Let's listen to a song of" beautiful Shangri La ". I like listening to this song and enjoying the excitement and unparalleled experience brought by this mysterious journey." I excitedly suggested, thinking that I was about to set foot on this mysterious pure land.
"If you listen to wool, you will feel more sleepy. You might as well listen to me tell you some useful dry goods. You can still use them." Qin Chuan looked at me speechless and said that he was full of confidence in himself.
"Don't go to Shangri La at that time. It looks like a bumpkin who has never seen the world. Don't say you know me. I'm sorry you said that you know me, and I'm sorry to admit that I'm from Shangri La. " Qin Chuan whispered, but his voice should be enough for all of us to hear clearly.
We couldn't help rolling our eyes. A group of crows flew by. This time, I didn't feel that I was abandoned. All of us felt that we were abandoned by Qingchuan.
Qinchuan, an awkward old man, only allows himself to dislike Shangri La. Once we show our dissatisfaction with Shangri La, our youth will be like an old hen protecting her chicks. No one is allowed to say anything bad about it.
"Shangri La was a part of Tibet a long time ago, but later it became a part of Yunnan. As for the reason, I believe you just need to take out your mobile phone and ask the Du Niang you went to." Qin Chuan opened his mouth and said that there was a slight lack of beating in his tone. The boy actually left us a question.
"As for history, our Shangri La, or even our whole Yunnan Province, had a tremendous impact on our country during the Anti Japanese war. This measurement will also tell you that I will not waste my saliva and tell you one by one. " Qin Chuan said, turning his big finger and appreciating our reaction.
"In Shangri La, the most famous are Tibetan medicine and Tibetan medicine. The art of our war clothes is the most mysterious and exquisite part in the history of Chinese art. You don't need me to explain, do you know? Such as saffron, Maca, and so on. However, I am most interested in our Tibetan art, which is celestial burial. In Shangri La, celestial burial master is our most revered profession. " Qin Chuan said, hanging our appetite.
"Don't tell me, we have to find out for ourselves." When I heard what I was interested in, I rolled my eyes and looked at Qin Chuan.
"This is also the part that I am most interested in. I'll try my best to tell you, so as to popularize your knowledge. In Shangri La, there are five kinds of funeral. They are earth burial, water burial, cremation, tower burial and sky burial. In Shangri La, burial is regarded as the lowest way of burial. Only those who were evil and wanted to go to hell would choose to use burial. However, this burial on your side is called the best way for the dead to rest in peace, because you feel that you can go to earth to rest in peace. But here, this behavior is to go to hell and go to hell for 18 layers, Will choose to use earth burial. " Qin Chuan said.
"And most of us choose water burial, cremation and celestial burial. As for the pagoda burial, it is said that the monks, some highly respected monks, will be incarnated as sarikos in their pagodas after they die. " Qin Chuan has been talking about it as if it were a treasure.
"Heaven burial is a choice for people who have made great contributions to Shangri La. The core of heaven is the immortal soul and the cycle of reincarnation, which is why our celestial burial master has become the most revered profession. The celestial burial master is responsible for decomposing the corpse. Finally, the vulture will eat the decomposing corpse. In Shangri La, there is a custom formed by an agreement, that is, all the corpses on the celestial burial platform must be eaten clean to show that their souls have been redeemed. This is the same as the legend that the Buddha cuts the flesh to feed the eagle, and so is the celestial burial. When all the bodies in our school are stolen and should be eaten clean, it means that our souls have been purified, and this is the most noble alms. " Qin Chuan said with yearning in his eyes.
Celestial burial, which was once only a name I saw in novels, is also the first time to know that in the real world, there really exists this kind of funeral method and this kind of occupation.
"Celestial burial is a great help to our Tibetans. Because of the existence of celestial burial masters, they did not dissect a corpse. They organized all the medical records and handed them down. Finally, they became the most indelible credit and indispensable part in the history of Tibetan art. With their dissection, some Western diseases have been cured in our Tibetans. " Qin Chuan said, his tone full of pride, a Tibetan, a Shangri La pride.
"Well, we'll come back from starvation in the way of funeral. I'll teach you the most basic etiquette. Shangri la, in our Tibetan language, means the sun and moon in our heart. A long time ago, in our Tibetan language, Shangri La was translated into niwangzong and dukezong respectively. The castle built on stone, niwangzong said the city of sunshine, dukezong said the city of moonlight. In Shangri La, men are called Zhaxi and women are called Zhuoma. To greet us Tibetans, you just need to put your hands together and say "zaxidler" to us. This is the most basic etiquette. It can be used when we help you, or when we meet at the beginning, it is equivalent to your, Hello, representing blessing. " Qin Chuan's introduction is endless.I feel that it's a waste for Qinchuan not to be a tour guide.
Gave us a bellyful of dry goods.
The image of Shangri La in our hearts is increasing.
Before we set foot on the land of Shangri La, we have already learned a lot about the deeds of Shangri La.
Although I am curious about Tibet, the image of Shangri La in my mind is almost the same as that of Tibet.
Along the way, we looked at the surrounding environment, from green water and green mountains to grassland, and even one tower after another similar to the shape of a small tower.
And we, too, are in high altitude reaction and begin to feel that our breathing is not smooth.
Qinchuan seems to have been prepared for a long time. Let's pick up our own oxygen bottle and supply ourselves with oxygen silently.
"Ah mu, you are not afraid." Lao Yang took his daughter's hand, patted her hand and asked.
"I'm not afraid. I'll be where my father is. I'll go where you go. I've never been afraid where my father is." A mu nestles in Lao Yang's arms and presents us a group of people, such a scene of loving father and filial daughter.
Mu's tone seems that Lao Yang is her heaven, his land, and gives her a sense of security to help. This is a father's responsibility, a father's burden, and a sweet burden.
"I'll go where you go." In a word, it reverberates slowly in Lao Yang and a Mu's heart for a long time.
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