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Posted: Thu 7:16, 28 Oct 2010 Post subject: trees clustered |
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I have not left Lhasa, has been wandering in here. One day, I walk around aimlessly, people come and gone, no one has time to care for others, of course, not necessary. In the hotel, look at himself to say a word at POP Counter: \Who knows, POP Counter lady heard, she stared, I'll extract to the hotel. I Zoulehenyuan, very far way, do not know where to come.
Suddenly, in front of a newly married couple that they are married. I'm walking toward the former, the crowd quietly at the side. The couple is very happy smile seems to have been all the happiness they have. I am in the psychological himself: \A wedding is a very traditional Tibetan style, I thought, and Lin have been talking, and finally dance with everyone, and I they pull into the crowd, with joy. No very rich people jump, but most of the jump is \\This dance in wedding, welcome, birthday, Tian-ding of the festive banquet in often,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I really did not think I could participate, and share the joy of the invisible gradually infected me, and he is followed by dancing with the rhythm of the body share .
Party has continued, and I gradually tired, so I came out from the crowd. Watch them smile happily, I feel very happy, I hope he can be so happy, but the heart, I have a loss. Away from the crowd, I boarded the bus and decided to get around you, the car slowly around the building tour channeling, and finally out of the city. To the countryside. I think this place is very familiar with, so from the car down.
Here green hills, trees clustered, an angry. I remember this place, this is the place where the old Lama, the temple to hide among the tree-lined. I walked with quiet steps, walked down the ladder to the time. Left suddenly felt a burst of cool, very cool, it seems that there are many voices shouting my name. I follow the direction in the past. The source seems hidden in the dense bushes, and finally go into later. Found a huge hole in the ground. Dark in this cave, but the chilly wind blowing, although very quiet, but I always feel that people have been saying my name in there.
I stood before the hole, I feel very strange, but suddenly there came the sound of sea roar, and feel a little salty. Could it be, this hole is the beginning of the tunnel? However, the sinter has been completely destroyed. There, and that turned into rubble, everything no longer exists. I looked in the hole before a very long time,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], motionless. Dugan even the birds perched on my shoulder. I do not want to disturb them Masaoki, it has been standing. They stand in any place. I think to myself, this can not be a tunnel to the source, and if so, certainly there will be no marine whistling sound, as well as to feel a little salty. Because the end of the tunnel has been completely swallowed by the earth, and all have been sleeping in the ground, let alone those who spring out.
I stood still, more and more curious, this seems to be leading to the underground entrance, which has been calling me. Suddenly, I feel that someone came up behind him, and looked back and I have to move the birds have also been alerted, and immediately scattered escape. Who come are young and old monks and lamas, I see they immediately bowed. Then they should not feel Lama bow, so his hands clasped together, his head a low, be greeting them. Old lama at me again, then a Jiliguala, the young lama as usual translation: \\Old lama said that many words, the young Lama can not remember so much about, so I picked up an important translation: \in order to find the hole, because the hole will speak, can kind people called up, and then you can miss the local people here have heard the voice. \\\\\\Lama Lama listened to the young and old translation, understand the words I said after many words said, I also listened carefully to the young lama Translation: \the other end thinking of you. \I heard later, was very warm. Because, I heard Lin, Shun Wang, Chen Jing, Chen Lin, youngest, there are other people's voices, so to say, they're missing me, think I feel very happy here. Nobuhiro, do you forgive me, though I do not want to end like this, but things always did not, I can only say to you: I'm sorry. I think the letter you must forgive me the macro, or else you will not hear the cries of here, in fact, if I can pay more attention, more attention to you, might not be the outcome today, I can understand that you have been suffering and helplessness.
\\In fact, they're right, the only way to the promised Lin things to do, well, this may be her most want to see.
\\Out of the bushes, we have to go in the direction I have the temple, the way I think is particularly quiet in here, the mind has a strange sense of release. On the way, I saw a young girl ran crying from the top down and it felt very strange, does she also encountered a very painful thing, just hope she can escape their own not to fall into endless resentment inside. Not out of a few steps, I heard a child crying, a monk who think there are also some strange things, so look for the source with me, because I have to be in a dark vault, so I have been keen hearing, which are born or trained to have acquired not matter, what happened in the past, why I stayed in the grave, I do not want to find the answer, let that answer has been to stay quiet long river of time, the right to stay in the right position.
Soon, I found the grass to have a baby, It looks like it was born long ago. I understood why, just that the girl crying, and had lost her own child in this place. She must be wondering, here is the haunt of monks, some people will adopt this child, so put the kids to throw in here. A look at the young Lama, will tell some of the Tibetan language, I guess some are saying that sin, the sin of the kind of thing.
\I listened to my heart also an acid, the original is that the fate of a young lama, his parents have not seen before. I picked up the child, and the monks then went to the temple. The old Lama and praise me a few words, I thought, if everyone can have more concern for the people around, even strangers, then there will be no tragedy.
Into the temple, I immediately requested Lama little goat's milk, or milk or something, so that children starve. However, the temple is no such thing, so I went out only after the buy. I did not dare in the temple more delay, because the child can not do Lama, because she is a girl, so I decided to go out with her help, see if I can have a place to shelter her. Old lama again and I said a lot, I think it is strange that he has been saying go on, do not worry I did not understand her. Finally, he also worried about the little girl will be hungry, let me first left.
In addition to the temple, I hurried to catch the bus to the city. Orphanage in the city of people do not have affairs, so I have to first take care of the child. I ran to the baby store to buy some clothes, then put on her, but it found a very strange thing. The girl's back on a red birthmark, and Chen Jing body exactly the same! Could it be, Could it be, this little girl is the reincarnation of Jing? I am a little excited to see the birthmark, happily holding the little girl, my heart was very pleased.
One night, I did not sleep, just kept looking at the little girl, she slept very soundly and did not know what happened. Perhaps, she did not know is the best choice,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], if you know their life experience, will not have to happen? I carried my little girl, back and forth, and his head down looking at her face, really made him look like my sister - Chen Jing. I do not feel sleepy, have been thinking about things, has been taking care of the little girl. It seems to take care of a newborn creature is really a troublesome thing, we from small to large, parents, or the raising of our people must have spent a lot of effort, if I can see parents again, I will that I love them, who never hated.
Dispersed outside the dark by the sun, a night so later, the day has come. I opened the curtains, a red climbing is in the clouds, it seemed to be rendering everyone was full of vitality. And I, at this moment, smiled,it is alive and kicking, holding the little girl followed me laugh.
(Applause.)
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