White cranes

Please lend me your wings

It won't go far and fly high

Go back to Litang as soon as you turn around

-- Lobsang Rinchen Changyang Gyatso

In its report to Emperor Kangxi, the Lifan Yuan said: "Shangnan Dorji, the lama stationed in Xining, reported that 'Gongshun Khan sent a fake living Buddha to Xining outside the mouth and died of illness at the age of twenty-four. 'The false living Buddha acted in a disorderly manner during his lifetime and abandoned his dead body on the way. ”

In 1707, the year of the fire pig in the Tibetan calendar, Gongshun Khan urgently ordained a new sixth Darai, Ngawang Ishe Gyatso. However, Tibetans generally do not recognize his status, and their thoughts and beliefs in Cangyang Gyatso continue unabated. The Tibetan monks and lay people of all strata, especially the upper echelons of the three major monasteries in Lhasa, resolutely opposed Gongshun Khan's move to abolish the temple without authorization, and they wanted to find the reincarnation of Cangyang Gyatso. The lamas carefully sorted out the relics of Cangyang Gyatso and found that there was such a poem among the more than 600 fragments of the manuscript:

Flying high across the crane is magnificent

The sky is covered with snow

Don't hate the end of the world on this trip

It's close to Litang and it's back

Some people say that this was written by Cangyang Gyatso to a lover who married to Litang. But at that time, the great lamas thought that this was the reincarnation of the sixth living Buddha, and he flew to Litang with a crane, and he would return one day. The following year, the great lamas found a croaking baby in the "Litang" in the eastern Kamu region, Kelsang Gyatso, and confirmed it as the reincarnation of the Sixth Da/Lai Lama Cangyang Gyatso. The news of Cangyang Gyatso's reincarnation in Litang quickly spread throughout the Tibetan Plateau, and people were willing to admit that the child born in Litang was the 7th Da Lai.

Ten years later, the Mongol Dzungar troops invaded Lhasa, Gongshun Khan held the Potala Palace, and two months later, Gongshun Khan, who had run out of ammunition and food, led his troops to rush out of the Potala Palace, broke through the siege, and was hacked to death in front of the palace gate in a white-knuckle battle, and the princess Dejimedo and her children were captured. Ngawang Issi Gyatso, who had been erected by Gongshun Khan, was also deposed and imprisoned on Yaowang Mountain opposite the Potala Palace.

Two years later, the Kangxi Emperor recognized Kelsang Gyatso as the reincarnation of Cangyang Gyatso, and the twelve-year-old Kelsang Gyatso arrived in Lhasa on September 15 of the same year under the escort of soldiers and horses sent by the Qing court, and officially held an enthronement ceremony in the Potala Palace, and was honored as the seventh living Buddha of the Gelugpa.

The procession of the soldiers who greeted the 7th Da Lai Lai made a mighty march from Ta'er Monastery to the Potala Palace, followed by thousands of followers.

When he passed by the shore of the smoky Qinghai Lake, he saw a woman standing not far away in the wind—she was wearing a dark blue coarse cloth dress, two large black braids hanging down from her chest, and a girl's shy blush floating on her innocent cheeks.

Her eyes are crystal clear, difficult to compare with the seven treasures of the world, the long skirt flutters lonely in the wind, and the soft hair brushes a pair of childish and infatuated eyes from time to time, as if there is endless affection.

- Will he remember his past life?

She was not a humble believer, she neither bowed nor shy away, staring directly at the young man's face, as if to find a familiar reflection in his eyes.

However, his indifferent and lonely pupils are like a world away, and they are not like back then.

The high-wheeled carriage swept by, and the woman's figure fell farther and farther away. Suddenly, his heart was inexplicably sour, and he hurriedly lifted the curtain of the car and looked back - only to see her figure hidden in the sea of flowers, slowly squatting down, her braids hanging to the ground, and her sobbing shoulders trembling slightly......

So many years

You dwell in seclusion in my heart

I have laid down heaven and earth

But he never let go of you

It's okay to come to your senses

Epiphany is good

There is nothing but life and death

Which thing is not an idle matter

I sit alone on the top of Mount Meru

Will be thousands of miles of clouds

Look at it at a glance

First of all, there was a misunderstanding on both sides of the Lhasa River

And then spend a lifetime running to each other

I had an epiphany in a drop of flower dew

When he turned around, he was knocked down by himself

Bad fate follows fate

Fate continues

White clouds drifted by

It's a hundred

As soon as I left

And the mountains were empty

Who can put whom down

Let's go

Let's go

Let's go

I use all the ways of the world

retrogression

Just to meet you in this life

I was actually in a past life

There has long been room for it

And I sat under the linden tree

Silent

More than ten years of wind and frost in the mountains returned

The hearts of the people in the world have changed for thousands of years

A light boat on the cold mountains in the distance

I had night sweats every night

From where to go back and forth

The moon shines back into the middle of the lake

Wild cranes run to the idle clouds

I step into you

A heavy snowfall sealed everything in the world

The peach blossoms outside the world are all petal-by-petal old love

Who used the remnant snow to whitewash the heartbeat of the year

Today's peach blossoms have nothing to do with you and me

The eyes are full of dust

The river is out of tune on the strings

This life and the next life

A Buddha name is the other side

Lost on the white clouds

I fell into the world

The prayer wheel turned and turned

Guanyin Bodhisattva still looks at the mind night and night

Who are you?

Who are you again

I can only love you for a while

But I can't love you for the rest of my life

Forward or backward

I was terrified on the road of reincarnation

Who am I?

Who is me again

It's a qiē

Or a qiē is empty

The flowers are so beautiful that they are wrong again and again

The cuckoo cries blood

The sound of flowers blooming and falling

Let the bees translate

Love has long since disappeared on my palm prints

The silence is not because of misery

The Buddhas of the world

There is no beginning and no trace

If you can retreat in a tear

It's not a good time to be suspicious at this moment

In his thoughts, he was stared at by a pair of lotus eyes, and his heart hurt

Life

At the stroke of a thought, the leaves fell one after another

It's cool

Every tear warms the Buddhas

The old things of the world could not be more old

The falling flowers and flowing water washed away

I promise

King Kong turned into tears

How can we complete the road of the world in one sitting?

The peach blossoms have just fallen

I knew I was dying ridiculously

This Buddha glittering plateau

Three steps and two steps to heaven is heaven

Blood under lotus is harder than iron

I don't go to hell, who goes to hell

What day is not worthy of my resurrection?

There is no more

There is no

No, no, no

There is, there is nothing, there is

Full of infinite spring

I gently nourish my mind in the Dharma

I met you in the woods

Within reach, but only silently

When it comes to a pinch

The moon bends

Thoughts are round

There was a crunch

The world is divided

Flowers bloom on the edge

The fate goes to the flowers

Since then, I have been sitting on the green hills

From a lotus flower to a snow-capped mountain

A thin dream

Covering the sunny day of Sansheng

The season of the end of the law

Someone set off

Someone went home

Cattle and sheep are mistaken

The grass is new in the dream

I stood on my feet

The Buddha paused at the crucial point

Who is it

Inadvertently glanced at me

The snowy plateau trembled

Every time

I put up a banner to pray for the blessing of all beings

And the ubiquitous bodhisattva

The valley is sprinkled with six-word mantras

Meditation

Meditation

An inspiration strikes

It's been thousands of years

After the blessing

The landscape in front of you

It's all green

The lotus blossomed

The world is filled with the smiles of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas

Heaven and earth are impermanent

Look back

Originally

The Buddha is me

I am the Buddha

After enlightenment

The sky will be clear

Plants

infinitely merciful

Amitabha

Elysium

Stars in the dream

It's all lotus flowers

In the middle of nowhere

Who was me back then?

You come and go in the process

Why bother to cry and tremble in the wind

……

At this point, the whole drama of "Fantasy Decryption Cangyang Gyatso Love Poems" is finally reads;