In the vast and abundant Chinese civilization, Tibet has always been the place that I yearn for. No matter how many times I have been to Tibet, I can never finish seeing this ancient Tibetan place. There are too many historical sites in it.
In Tibet, there are temples where there are people, and there are relics of civilization in the corners of temples. Even though Lhasa is well known to most people, there are many historic sites unknown to many people. What surprises me most is: the xide temple.
Xide temple is an ancient temple hidden deep in Lhasa. Different from other ancient temples, this temple has been “silent” in history. Surrounded by a group of residential buildings, you can walk through the alley.
It became the living courtyard of the local residents, full of another realm of life and practice in the supposedly serious and tranquil buddhist gate.
Although my knowledge is limited, it still exists as an ancient heritage and is worth exploring. Xidu temple is one of the six lakangs built around jokhang by tubo tsu tsu tsam, but the ancient temple has been damaged to varying degrees because of its history.
Until the yuan dynasty, it was expanded on the basis of the original site, gradually developed from lacan to zhacang, and its size increased to more than 20 people, and fixed maintenance system was stipulated. In the 14th century, it became a part of the rezhen temple, belonging to the ningma school. It mainly recited the classics such as shengle jingang, dense king kong and dawei DE king kong. Later changed to gelug sect, under the sera temple knot bazaar warehouse. & have spent
The main buildings of the temple include the scripture hall, the temple of Buddha, the monk’s house and the monk’s kitchen. The center of the temple is a square courtyard, the back of the temple and scripture hall. The other three sides of the courtyard are monk’s house and monk’s kitchen. But in the 1960s, it was destroyed again and later used as a military camp and a wall was built. After the troops left in 1984, residents gradually moved in, becoming what I see today.
Although the temple of the scripture hall door is locked, the temple can not open the doors and Windows to explore, but the data show that the original hall clay and painted wall. Although it is impossible to know the details, it is still possible to imagine the ups and downs of history. Although the temple has “disappeared” in history, the ordinary life of fireworks will deepen its connection with history.
Through the winding streets, an ancient and slightly dark entrance is presented, and the stone tablet of “xide temple” stands to one side. It is very different from the surrounding buildings, simple but attractive. When I moved to the hospital, it surprised and surprised me.
Even the woodrup beside jokhang was not as surprising as it seemed to me. It was as if I had found a forgotten ancient site, a buddhist temple, not a buddhist temple, but a deposit of history.
To the north of the temple is a separate area that no longer exists, with entrances to the east, west and south of the main building. On the south side of the main hall, the ground floor is a storage room, upstairs is a place to meet and entertain guests.
The main prayer hall has offered 3 idols, and the east and west temples have also offered Buddha statues. Although the temple is “abandoned”, its main hall is separated from the people’s living yard by barbed wire, in an attempt to protect cultural relics.
As the temple was built by the tubo tsu tsu tsam, it is very old and has a long history. Many old people in Lhasa remember the temple very well.
Between the vicissitudes of history and the realities of the environment, it is not clear that xide temple will be fully restored in the future. But certainly, from time to time, the flickering prayer flags can be seen it was brilliant, and today’s fireworks brought vitality and vitality.
Children played games and rode bicycles in the sun, women washed clothes and hung up quilts, and men played CARDS and drank tea in a circle. Through the wind of the city and the flowers of gesang on the balcony of the courtyard, this ancient “abandoned” temple continues to flow in the long river of history in a different style.
Many visitors to Lhasa do not know or even hear about it. It seemed forgotten as well as stored, and the inhabitants of the garret, in their quiet lives, guarded the once sacred ground. And the children’s laughter, like a monk chanting, from my ears to the heart.