我的哲合忍耶

我的哲合忍耶

For the first time, I knew that I was born to be a Zhehe Ninja. It was during the summer vacation of the second or third year of college. My sister borrowed the "Spiritual History" from a classmate. She didn't have much interest in it. Accidentally flipping, I was deeply touched by it. It was a shock from the depths of my soul and the source of my blood. With the strong inner resistance to my own religion, I was in a state of mind of avoiding religious activities in my actions. , could not resist the attraction of that book. What I still can't understand is why, after nineteen years of being in the atmosphere of Tehrenya, even though I have long been full of doubts about some large-scale collective religious activities full of mystery, no one has ever told me about Tetsuo. With the term Herenye, I have never thought of going deep into these activities that seem to be huge on the surface, but the intentions are hidden by all the people who have participated in the activities that make me suspicious. I thought maybe I had asked the old man a similar question when I was a child, and the answer was probably still vague. Remember what the old people like to say, the secret of the Lord. The word secret is a widely used word in the mysterious Tetsuya, implying everything that cannot be explained and expressed in words. Since that brief shock calmed down, I haven't thought more deeply about my own religion, because that book wasn't enough to renew my interest in religion after stubbornly walking away from religion. This is a pity. If I started to explore deeply from then on, I should have gained something. At that time, I still had a long vacation to go home and meet a few living elders. At that time, I was not like now. The estrangement with the hometown and the villagers. But now, things are not people. After all, nearly five years have passed. During these years, I was still outside of religion. I still tried every means to escape to the mosque when I went home on holidays. The scriptures that I knew from my childhood went to ask Allah for forgiveness and help. People who have lost their beliefs are wandering in a foreign land, but they still have to tell their nationality under the questioning of others from time to time. They have to struggle with the special concern revealed by the strange eyes and traces of others, and their disgust and anger are buried in the bottom of their hearts. People who have lost their beliefs are still heretics in the crowd. The habit of eating and drinking, being alone and unwilling to bow their heads and eyebrows, made me suffer a lot after I walked out of school and stepped into the society. Maybe fate is destined for me to turn back at some point, the more I deviate, the farther I go, the more I experience the richer the knowledge and the wider the knowledge, the more I feel my insignificance, and the more I feel the greatness that I come from. Proved by alien scholars being explored and admired by outsiders. The road to return is in the future, and perhaps if I continue along the road I am determined to believe, I will return to that starting point. Now I have the opportunity to re-acquaint with Tetsuya, motivated by recent readings of The History of the Mind, the Assassination of the Western Province, and the works of the father of psychoanalysis on totems, taboos, and religion, There is also a scan-style reading of the official history of the court that I found on the Internet with a few strokes about the chaos at the end of the nineteenth century. While reading, the familiar place names in my memory beat in front of my eyes, knocking on the vague memories of the old people's stories when I was young, making my heart beat again and again and making my blood rush. In particular, Zhang Chengzhi's works are written in the dialect of his hometown, so I can't read with Mandarin pronunciation, which has been the only way to read since I was educated! And Freud's works are more Let me benefit from the process of deciphering new questions one by one, so as to generate a desire to look back and see myself. I think I have deeply realized how the foreshadowing of knowledge is of great help to understanding, but at the same time I also realize the lack of knowledge, which is also destined that this article written today can only be tasted. Think of it as an outline for further in-depth later. 提到回归，在回族中有着屡见不鲜的事例。有很多回族人，年轻时违背教义，违背民族，行下很多亏事，从不踏入寺门，从不念诵主，但在晚年时却幡然悔悟，重归虔诚。而宗教在此时表现了莫大的宽容，宗教内子上到下从阿訇到满拉到普通穆民也都表现了莫大的宽容，并给予平等的尊重和赞美。对于真诚的心灵的接近和皈依，哲合忍耶以及其他的教派也从来都以真诚的热情去接纳。这是这种宗教具有生生不息的潜力的重要原因，这也是拨开笼罩在其外围的神秘色彩之后其平易近人的真实的一面。宗教的力量，在这些方面表达的淋漓尽致。 相比张承志，我在靠近哲合忍耶并深入了解上有着得天独厚的优势，我生于斯长于斯，而他则生于相对于回教中心远隔千里的北京；我自幼深受宗教的熏陶，可以说是听着宗教故事长大，而他虽为回族，却肯定没有这样的环境，宗教在他努力去接触以前是接近空白的；我虽有不识庐山真面目之嫌，但相信经过这么多年的汉式教育和自身的排斥，反而有助于我去更好的了解，而他明显带了某种信念，朝圣的心理太重，这使他的作品总是陷入神秘主义，陷于偏执的崇拜。血性这个词在张承志的作品中被反复的提起，几乎当作了主题，这在某种程度上更多的代表着个人的理念。西北回族温厚善良，血性是隐没入骨的，从不在人前张显。 My home is in the middle of the Yinchuan Plain, less than 40 kilometers away from the famous Jinji Fort (note: Nianpu, pu). Everyone mentions this place name with a strange expression and tone. I remember my grandmother told me the story of this fortress when I was a child. When the chickens and dogs did not stay, the old, sick, disabled and women of the Hui people in the vicinity all smeared the bottom of the pot ashes on their faces (the skin of the Hui people is finer and whiter) and hid in the homes of the Han people for refuge. This kind of refuge happened to my grandmother when she was young. She smiled and was very emotional when she talked about it, saying that when bandits came (probably the official army, strangely they are called bandits in general), their family and women were all hiding in one house In the Hanmin's house, the man from the Hanmin's family was very friendly with her father. When he came to investigate, he said that there was a confinement child in the back room, so he got away. I remember asking if it wasn't the Han people who killed the Hui people. She repeatedly said, is that a good person, and are there good people among the Han people? And my impression from childhood to adulthood is that both our elders and ourselves, although there are some gaps with the Han people, are always friendly. Some famous place names in Zheherenye, such as Hezhou, Lanzhou, Pingliang, Xihaigu, Wuzhong, and Tongxin, were often mentioned by elders when I was young, so although I have never been to these places, they still sound friendly. Because of the unanimity of the sect, we used to have poor families who could not get a wife. They often asked for a wife from places like Hezhou, Pingliang, and Xihaigu. As I said before, I didn't know that I belonged to Tetsuo Ren before reading "The History of the Mind", which not only made me, but also the reader, doubtful. With all the characteristics of the Christian sect, the problem is easily solved. My own question is difficult, which may have to wait for further investigation when I return to my hometown in the future. So let me tell you about Tetsuo Renya. I would like to put aside the influence of mysticism and start with only some salient features, focusing on the narrative of the facts, in such a way that even those who know little or even prejudice about the Hui ethnic group can gain some useful know. Some of my personal analysis may be interspersed, and some may be superficial, but I am willing to say it for reference.