Chapter 6 Exile

Chapter 01 Six Years After the death of Pingliang Grandfather Imam Alan, Zhehe Renye's career was transferred to Lingzhou.The successor Ma Datian, named Muhammad Zalali, and the Taoist name Gutubu Alan, only maintained this great cause for a short six years. During these six years, there was not only the persecution suffered by the previous two generations, but also a kind of respite and peace. In the history of Zhehe Renye, this is a delicate period that connects the past and the future. The new generation of Muleshid Gutubu Alan is also dyed with the special color of this period: there are not only the dangers of the martyrs of the predecessors, but also the peace of some great imams who are cautious in teaching.

Before Gutubu Alan took over the religious lineage, he was revered locally as the master of Lingzhou—his father was the famous disciple of Guanchuan, and Lord Baba (also known as Qibaba of Lingzhou) who was regarded as the ancestor of Lingzhou Zhehe Renye ).Gutubu Alan was the eldest son. He was recommended by his uncle Gelandar Baba since he was young, and went directly to Guanchuan Daotang to learn Taoism.Therefore, it can be said that the third generation of Zheherenye, Muleshid Madadatian, was a disciple taught by Taoist Ma Mingxin himself. Mansur Ma Xuezhi is also from Lingzhou. His long manuscript mainly tells the story of the ancient irrigation area of ​​the Yellow River below Qingtong Gorge.He described in detail how Ma Mingxin Shah cultivated his successors: the grand mullah Taoist grandfather said to the imam of Honglefu: "Except for Qibaba in Lingzhou, there is only you. There is no one else." The imam of Honglefu replied: "Yes. Yes." "Who is he?" Daozu asked. "The eldest son of Qibaba in Lingzhou." The imam of Hong Le Mansion replied.So, Daozu Grandfather asked the Imam of Hong Lefu to go to Lingzhou to invite the Grandfather of the shipyard.When the young grandfather of the shipyard followed the imam of Hong Lefu to the house of the great mullah Daozu, it happened that the Taoist grandfather was doing Ermai in the cave dwelling.The imam of Hong Le Mansion hurried into the kiln and knelt down to beat Yier; while the grandfather of the shipyard was waiting outside the kiln.

After Ermai was over, Grandpa Daozu walked out of the cave. When he saw the Grandpa of the shipyard, he said happily: "I am very happy! He is a pure and beautiful person! Imam Hong Lefu has bright eyes and can recognize people!" Nurture him. Grandpa Daozu once said: "There is no Shah greater than me. Because I have supported two leaders with my own hands. One has been revealed (referring to Grandpa Pingliang), and the other has not yet been made public. Please rely on the Lord! When the time comes, they will revealed!" In the blink of an eye for six years, there are almost no records left among the people.At this time, Zhehe Renye was hidden underground, and there was no public square or temple.The secondary work of the Sufis, including reciting the hymn "Muhammas" and the Jiker after the morning prayer, all stop at this time, and become just a single thought in the heart.Because of following a sunnati (sunnah) and growing a beard, it caused disasters, so the shaving and disfigurement decided by the Pingliang master in his time, became the silence of Zhehe Renye in the past few years under the control of Gutubu Alan conduct.

But Sufi-style self-cultivation did not stop.The worshipers who prayed in silence still knelt in a circle-shaped Dayir, and the main imam and Gutubu Alan insisted on practicing.Book of Mansour: Grand Mullah Shipyard Master often stays up at night, doing meritorious deeds.When I really can't support it, I just lean on it and take a rest. Juli, Ermaili——When it was necessary to gather fellow believers, because there was no mosque of his own, and Jahrenye was under severe investigation, so he changed the adhaan to beating bangzi. In the early morning, a few monotonous clappers sounded in the darkness of the village and town, and the sleeping people didn't care whether it was someone watching the night or who was playing the watch.But in the silence, the people of Zheherenye got up quietly, hid in the shadows, entered one after another secret place, and silently knelt down on the sacred Dail.

Up to now, the Zheheren Ye sect does not call the salute, but beats the bangzi instead of reciting the first adhan.This is the case everywhere in China, which makes the rituals of Jeherenye more clearly different from other sects.According to historical documents, the custom of beating clappers was established at least in the Yinchuan area of ​​Lingzhou in the later period of Gutubu Alan. It is speculated that it originated no later than the period of Gutubu Alan, and there will be no major mistakes. The persecution, in fact, cannot be carried out in seconds.The executioner also has to breathe to sharpen his knife.Since the previous generation, Pingliang grandpa Mu Xianzhang died of many tortures but was not exposed, the government and the public did not realize the tenacity of the Zheherenye tradition.Therefore, the short six years of Gutubu Alan essentially completed Jahrenya's respite and recuperation in the horror of brutal extinction.

Another characteristic of these six years is that it still belongs to the great era of Daoist Ma Mingxin.Although the orthodoxy has changed its surname for the second time, and the center has been formed in Lingzhou, the deeds of the third generation of Zhehe Renye, Muleshid Madatian, are still similar to those of the second generation—they are all Chinese officials in the 18th century A fallout from persecution against the Islamic faith.Pingliang has been in charge for a long time, and the shipyard has been in charge for a short time, but the mission of these two mentors is the same, that is, to maintain the blood of Zhehe Renye.The fate of these two mentors is also the same: neither they were directly killed and martyred and got the certificate of blood clothes, nor did they return to the real world naturally.They were martyred in a secret memorial - the former was imprisoned and disabled and then died of illness, and the latter was tortured and died of illness in exile.None of them won such a glorious and magnificent sacrifice as Imam Su Forty-Three; but they covered the lifeline of Zhehe Renye, and endowed this life with a new character—hardship.

Yin Wei remembers their lives, and feels that Dao Zu Ma Mingxin's words (the two leaders were supported by himself) do have the taste of prophecy. There is no more appropriate summary and induction, and no more accurate theory to summarize the characteristics of these two generations of religious lineage——When Gutubu Alan Matian was honored as the master of the shipyard by the unpretentious Muslims, Zhehe Renye The early days of history are over.The nineteenth century really began. Chapter 02 The House Built Early Like the Pingliang period, Gutubu Alan was cautious and patient all his life.According to rumors in the church, he even knelt down to others.Therefore, there were many discussions in the church.And he said: "Let's kneel down to him, and he will kneel down to mankind for the rest of his life."

This incident seems to describe the status and situation of Lingzhou Zheherenye back then.Gutubu Alan's disposition was like that of Pingliang Grandfather Mu Xianzhang, with a kind of melancholy and a premonition of doom.His words about the future are recorded in the history of religion: "Ah, the tribulation and sorrow are too great" - but the congregants at that time were not infected by this emotion. As soon as the horror of the massacre was forgotten, some people were eager to build Taoist hall.This is the event known as "building a house" in church history.According to the story in the book: the teacher came down to ask the mullah to build a temple.In order to avoid misfortune, the mullah did not give a voice call.But the teacher insisted repeatedly, so the mullah agreed against his will.The result was a lot of fanfare and construction.Mullah's heart was troubled, and the disaster was reflected in front of his eyes.

One day, the imam of Hongle Mansion came to see the mullah about the location of the house, and the mullah said painfully: "My teacher, look, my beard and hair are all gray."They insisted that it was a call; today they will build more houses for me, and tomorrow they will repair more houses for me. Is this done to weed off the sprouting seeds? However, for a Sufi sect, the missionary center-the temple is indispensable anyway.Respite makes one stable, and a moment of quiet life (including the latent recovery of religious life) makes one prematurely optimistic.Among Chinese Muslims, especially among their intellectuals, there is often a phenomenon of superficial faith, lack of sense of responsibility, optimism and exaggeration.Encouraging the building of a monastery is an opportunity to express oneself; in order to express one's sadistic sincerity, our Dosdani sometimes endangers his holy religion.Imam Mansur Ma Xuezhi recalled about this matter: As expected by the mullah, the Lingzhou government sent people to arrest the mullah at the time of the house feeding when the house was started.He was caught so quickly that he didn't even have time to say goodbye.

Chapter 03 The Legend of Cantaloupe There are beautiful folklore about the reasons why Gutubu Alan Madaten (allow me to call him by his name from time to time for the convenience of narration) was arrested and imprisoned. According to legend, the reason was not because of the construction of a Taoist hall (building a house), but because of an accident.Since Qianlong opened the precedent for Zhehe Renye to be exiled in Xinjiang, due to the fierce revenge and martyrdom of Zhang's wife Ma Mingxin, the founder of Taoism, and her cohesive force in Gongbei by the Yili River, Xinjiang has quietly become Zhehe Renye a new center.Out of sincere feelings for Zhehe Renye, Xinjiang people pay special attention to entering the customs to visit their mentors and mourning for the martyrs.Around the 20th year of Jiaqing, a believer in Xinjiang, because he had grown two unusually large Hami melons, deliberately picked these two rare large melons into his mouth and gave them to Muleshidada to eat.After a long journey, Xiaoxing stayed overnight and arrived in Gansu.One day, he was picking melons and passed a checkpoint. The guard saw such a strange fresh product and asked to buy it.But the Muslim refused to sell it. At the checkpoint, the soldiers entangled with the melon picker for a while: ——Why don’t you sell the melon you picked?

——This is my respected melon, not for sale. ——Do you still want to go to Beijing City? ——I am going to Lingzhou, Yours sincerely. ——To whom do you pay respects when you go to Lingzhou? ——I give my respects to the old man. This story, especially this dialogue, is as vivid as a vivid picture on Guanjin.I have heard this story in different dialects in four provinces (regions) of Gansu, Ningxia, Xinjiang, and Jilin.Farmers don't like to tell the story of building a temple in Mansour's great book, but like to add details to this cantaloupe story with great interest.In the banknotes collected by the young people I saw, the farmers used their imaginations to give full play to this simple little story, and at the same time compiled two sayings: offering cantaloupe and offering dried cantaloupe.The theory of dried cantaloupe is more popular in the church.Most of them say that it was because the Hui people were drying melons in the inn, and the wife of "Shen Zhaolin"—this is the scientific name given to all Gansu officials by Zhehe Renye—smelled the scent and couldn't buy it by force. Alan goes to jail. The legend of cantaloupe is not only in the form of folk literature.This theory is officially adopted in "Mannaqib", one of the three major Arabic collections of Jehrenya, and stands side by side with Mansur's "Historical Biography of Jehanyah Taoism".Therefore, it is no longer easy to choose either of the above two legends. What is certain is that by the 20th year of Jiaqing, Zhehe Renye had already been quietly active.There will not be many congregants, and the activities are still top-secret; but in the vast world from Xinjiang to Ningxiachuan, the invisible and silent wounded tiger with only a trace of pulse is already stretching its muscles and bones. Chapter 04 It is difficult for people in this world to establish a thorough standard.Traditional, customary, narrow, slavish, and popular understandings often influence people's judgments.I—because of the luck bestowed by God, I am surrounded by Jehrenya; therefore, I have gradually cultivated the awareness that I have vowed to stick to from the Jehrenya education full of the feelings of the victims.A day will come when people will think that torturing is a felony, insulting another's heart is a felony, and taking advantage of one's position is a felony.On that day, the history of China will be rewritten; regardless of the martial arts that open up the territory and the governance of the world, regardless of the destruction of a thousand wastes, they will be re-examined in front of the principles of humanity, humanity, and people's hearts.Zheherenye—this sect composed of a group of imams and peasants who do not know Chinese, this group of believers who can only prove their spiritual world by death, will win the whole of China and even the whole of China on that day. The respect of progressive humanity. However, Zhehe Renye in the 22nd year of Jiaqing was powerless.From the Taoist ancestor to Pingliang to the shipyard, the mood of the mentor and Dosdani is always distorted: they are innocent, but they confess to being guilty; they are waiting for arrest, trial, torture or decapitation every day and night.The crime of exile that Gutubu Alan Madadaen was awarded in the 22nd year of Jiaqing did not so much make them despair and anger, but rather relieved them.They have a thorough understanding of the nature of the "public", that is, the country, and they understand that the rulers of China can break contracts and exceed their powers at any moment. Due to the construction of a Taoist hall (by no means an open Zheherenye missionary center, but only a few houses dedicated to Muslims), or the unjust imprisonment caused by cantaloupe (or dried melon), Gutubu Alan Mada finally died The hour is near. It is impossible to determine the public's judgment on the case.What is certain is that this is not a so-called new teaching case, that is, the Zheherenye case.What is more certain is that at that time Lingzhou Zheherenye put all his energy into concealing his identity: on the way from Lingzhou to Lanzhou, a man named Wang Ye came to see him off... He paid to send a People sent the mullah to Lanzhou, and the person who wanted to send the mullah told the mullah not to confess when he arrived at the Lanzhou Yamen. At the same time, the relatives of Gutubu Alan Madadian were arranged to make a unified statement: "My father is a poor man who lives in poverty. In order to solve the family's livelihood, he started school for people as an imam....My father left nothing, only A few rows of trees were planted to make walking sticks. We are a family of begging people with walking sticks." There is a legend in the Lingzhou area, which is called "Reis, the second master of Zhongzhazi, was bought with money".According to a story told by local folks that "Master Zhongzha used money to redeem the shipyard", officials of the Lanzhou government publicly demanded bribes from the Hui people who rescued Ma Tian. There are different legends about the amount of silver asked for. Some say it is two thousand taels of silver, while others say it is four thousand taels of silver.A wealthy Hui family who lived in Zhongzha, Lingzhou Irrigation District decided to destroy their home to save their tutor. They sold out two camel teams and their belongings. Temple money and food (Humans call it "money and food" for religious undertakings such as building temples)-finally gather up the amount of silver requested by officials and send it to the Lanzhou Provincial Government. The public case: exile to the cloth helmet in Heilongjiang.Cloth helmet, now Qiqihar, was a barren land back then. Later, there was a saying in Zheherenye: "Reis, who became a religious sect for ordinary people, relied on religious work, but Reis, the second master of Zhongzhazi, was bought by him with money." Since the death penalty (in fact, it was only the death penalty that Zhe Herenye himself identified) was atoned for a living crime, the name of Zhongzhazi Erye was also handed down in the history of religion. "Zhehan Yedaotong History Biography" records this matter, but the place where money and food are recorded in the history is the Guanchuan area. The arrest and filling of Heilongjiang by Gutubu Alan Madatian was sudden, perhaps accidental; but Zhehe Renye, as a team pursuing freedom of belief in Confucius and Mencius China, was massacred, imprisoned, and tracked down. , Exile in addition to forced conversion is inevitable. Exile is a special way for the state and any persecutors to disable people.It is the temperance of a brutality under certain pressure.This pressure comes from the victim's blood, groans or silence, but also from the persecutor's own inner fear.Zhehe Renye called exile a "living crime"; this may be a profound generalization of the behavior of exile by illiterate peasants.There have been many examples in history - living is not necessarily a better way than dying.Death is only a moment, but life has to be endured for a long time.The same is true of space: the place of martyrdom is not barren and rich, but the place of exile is different-where even nature persecutes the sinner. The exile of Gutubu Alan Madatian by the Qing government was essentially the same as the act of filling the Gobi or miasma with the Taoist ancestor Ma Mingxin's family. It was an attempt to make people who believe in the afterlife experience the suffering of this life.This is mental torture. A group of Jeheren Christians in Lingzhou accepted it silently.They abandoned their hometown, washed the pure Usri, and intended to follow their mentor.Cloth Helm, a name so unfamiliar even today, is sternly beckoning them to suffer. In the 22nd year of Jiaqing, a total of twelve Zheheren Christians, led by Niu Erye, embarked on a long journey to the northeast in a prison cart. Their public identities were prisoners in the same case. On the way from Lanzhou to Wating Town, Mullah's second son came to visit him.At night, in the inn, the mullah wrote the venerable Nisbatti; and then said to his son: "It is nothing that the princes who have lost money have exiled me to the east and to the west. One day their kingdom will Annihilated and nothing left! Remember: they shall be disgraced, and shall suffer only war. Their high positions shall be lost and reduced to dung. From riches to poor! . . . " His son clings to the benevolent in the arms of his father. The details of the thousands of miles of exile, the pain in the muscles in the wooden cage of the bullock cart, and the bullying and torture of the errands have all been completely annihilated and hard to test.Future readers may not understand why there are so few remains.Believers with a similar history of persecution may doubt the extent of Zhehe Renye's suffering because of such scarce memories. Future readers and future human beings will not only be indifferent to us for the cultural reasons mentioned above.In the future, people in the beautiful afterlife will still lack imagination for us because of humanity, humanity, and the sanctity of the human heart—and this is the minimum contract and morality of the world; just like tonight I am suffering from my lack of imagination about the ranks of exile in the Northeast. Random searches such as "The History of Christian Martyrdom in Japan", the later editors could hardly use the materials he collected.Notes, letters, secret records, epitaphs, and even cultural relics and literary works have been preserved until the era of religious freedom.As I flipped through this book, I couldn't express my inner emotion.The missionaries who died for their faith across the oceans were men of culture.Even I think they are the only real scholars.People died, but books lived. After reading their suicide notes, people later believed that there was indeed a soul (that is, the Luhan we talk about) still alive. It is hard for people to imagine how poor Jeherenye is. People will not admit that because of my birth, Zhehe Renye was considered the first writer in Chinese. There were only a few old imams in front of me.What they have written in mystic Arabic is just mysticism.Karametti is the support of their writing and also the object of their writing.They don't pay attention to process.However, the process cannot be annihilated, otherwise no one will believe it. In the summer of the 22nd year of Jiaqing, Ma Tian, ​​the third-generation tutor of Zheherenye, who was exiled in Bukui, Heilongjiang, and his twelve disciples and relatives who voluntarily followed him, were finally about to finish their journey of suffering—they entered the The upper reaches of the Songhua River valley. The summer of 1989 AD.In order to fulfill my commemoration over the past few years, to mourn in front of the famous tomb, and to pursue an experience that I can’t even explain, I set off from Beijing—I also entered the upper valley of the Songhua River. The landscape changed suddenly. After getting used to seeing the barren hills and ridges of Zheherenye style in the Northwest endlessly scorched and yellow, the sudden influx of such a strong green in the eyes gradually hurts.Hills, fields, and jungles cannot hide the bottomless fertility of the Northeast.At that time——I thought about it and looked at it, I couldn't help but imagine it——Gutubu Alan Madada was exiled at this time, he must have laughed at the stupidity of the public in his heart, the scenery is magnificent, the land is full of abundance, and nature is in full bloom at the end of summer.How do you know that Zheherenye, the public of the disabled people, can only be born around Longshan Mountain, which is a remote place in the world? The car crossed a line of hills and went straight down the smoky Songhua River Valley.I realized I was wrong.Temperatures and humidity are rising every minute.Not long after, I was already dripping with sweat, and the sultry heat of the valley was suffocating me every minute.This place is called a shipyard. I have never suffered from such a severe heat.Lying down at night, the darkness is also hot.I wiped the sweat with one hand and fanned the wind with the other, and I couldn't sleep almost all night. In the 22nd year of Jiaqing, in this terrible summer more than 170 years ago, their prison car was here.I endured the torment of the bitter heat, daydreaming, and seemed to feel something.Mansur's book says: The night the mullah arrived at the shipyard, he stayed in the shop.The imam of the temple in the shipyard had a dream that night. He dreamed that the Prophet held his hand.After waking up, he was restless, not knowing what the dream implied.The next day, after Fajr prayers, people were talking about a Baba who had come here in exile for Islam.The imam went to visit...they exchanged glances, and while shaking hands, the imam suddenly remembered his dream.Later, the grandfather said to the imam, I want to ask you for a cemetery, but I don't know if it can be done.The imam readily agreed. Imam Ma Huan's grandfather even wrote the last scene.From his records, it is known that the son of Qutub Alan Madaten was also in exile: the mullah had a premonition that he would return to God.He tore a piece of white cloth, sewed it into a Kafan (shroud), and ordered his son to take it to the river to wash.The child couldn't bear to say goodbye to the mullah, so he didn't go to wash for a long time.The mullah said: "Don't you believe me? This is what Allah has ordered!..." He urged to wash again the next day.The child was so sad that he still didn't wash it.On the third day, the Mullah urged, "If you don't wash, it will be too late!" The third generation of Zheherenye, Muleshid Madadatian, Imam Muhammad Zalali, whose Taoist name was Gutubu Alan, died in exile at the Jilin Shipyard on the sixth day of September in the 22nd year of Jiaqing.In the church, he is honored as the grandfather of the shipyard, and his Gongbei is on the hill beside the Songhua River in Jilin City, Jilin Province. The twelve families who followed him and voluntarily exiled to the army were still exiled to Bugui, Heilongjiang by the Qing government in accordance with the law, where they lived and multiplied into a group of people.This is the origin of Zhehe Renye's spread in the Northeast. According to legends in the church, the grandfather of the shipyard and his party passed through Beijing on their way to exile, which influenced and shocked the Muslims in Beijing.Later, the Chaoyangmen (i.e. Qihuamen) Uphill Mosque became the famous Zheherenye Mosque, and its origin can be traced back to Sri Lanka. Chapter 05 On the incense I lit, blue smoke curled up.I spread two palms towards his Luhan for the second time.My dowal was finished in trembling.The horrific heat oppressed me so much that I couldn't bear it for the next second.The sweat condensed into alkali, which hurt my forehead.Sweat flowed down again, and the sweat alkali that washed down flowed into my neck and flowed to my chest and abdomen.The long-sleeved shirt on my body soaked in my flesh.Like everyone on Gongbei, I buttoned my cuff buttons seriously, savoring in the scorching heat, in the heat of late summer in the low valley of the upper reaches of the Songhua River. I know his secret—such as suffering, such as steaming and roasting, the minutes and seconds are so long, and it is so difficult to endure.Life in this form walks an endless downhill road, like the Songhua River flowing slowly.Living is really harder than dying. It's really a skin-to-skin feeling.However, can this feeling become a historical material with page numbers?I intend to write the history of teaching for Zhehe Renye.But I lacked the multi-volume notebooks left by Catholic martyrdom missionaries.I have few pages of words in my hands, although my heart is full of emotions and judgments. I asked repeatedly. I silently think about the artists I admire.I am asking.But I found that they didn't have such a problem like I did. In the past, for Zhehe Renye, everything that is public and hidden, everything that is superficial and secret, everything that shocks the world and is ridiculed by the world - can be treated with silence.Or treat it with the silence of loud praise, that is, Ermali. However, what Zheherenye asked me today is: the end of silence has come.Give you a call - let the world understand us! I spent five years.In one of my essays, I wrote the methodology I acquired in the past five years: "The correct method exists in the way the research object has." I first used five years to make myself a poor peasant Dosdani are religiously indistinguishable.Later—when I returned from four trips to Xihaigu and eight times from the Great Northwest; when I wiped off the sweat on my brow, calmed down and suddenly realized that I was meditating, I felt a kind of certainty approaching me.I secretly realized that I had touched Daxibei's heart.Their nostalgia for the martyrs shocked me for a long time-I silently swore an oath and completely stood in this team of humanity and justice. The waves are slowly stroking the skin around me.After visiting the grave of the grandfather of the shipyard twice in three days, I jumped into the Songhua River to swim.This is the river water that soaked his kavambu, I tried my best to remember the tactile sensation of the flowing water.I am a low class person.I've always demanded to come down to my klamati.But—historical data is still scarce.I can't seem to break free from realism. In the Qing Dynasty, there was a literati named Tao Baolian. Because he went through Turpan with his father, he left a copy of "Xinmao Attendant's Journey", which became a must-read for those who ruled Xinjiang.Do I want to blame the twelve families of peasants who destroyed their homes and moved to the wilderness, served the mentors of their own beliefs, endured bullying and beatings along the way, and gave up their lives and fortunes to the extreme exile, and complained that they did not write a book for me? "Jiaqing Attendant's Journey"? ! Regardless of the "Orthodox History" or "Mannagibu", we can only say so much about the history of the shipyard grandfather. It is more of an indescribable history.Although the pen is exhausted, the ink is not thick. We have never studied such history. This kind of learning is true because of our own personal participation, but this kind of learning is extra-linguistic; it is close to emotion, far from reason, and it follows a vague logic that is difficult to grasp.More importantly, it requires both the speaker and the listener to have a private religious experience, and it requires the spirituality of the person. Say goodbye to the day of Gongbei in the shipyard.I feel a terrible burden.Gongbei is quiet and stands on the green hill.It knows my thoughts, and I know its secrets. We stared at each other silently, neither said a word.But I feel wronged - how majestic and powerful it is, how weak and helpless I am.How can I possibly solve—this fundamental and original problem of human beings about learning and writers? As the months passed, I learned about pessimism. I was strongly attracted by the beauty of Jehrenye's pessimism, and now I have tasted the pain of this pessimism.I want to get rid of this black emotion, otherwise I can't finish this book-this is the mood of hundreds of thousands of Jehrenya people, and it is also the destiny I have finally found after my lifelong pursuit. In the predicament, one early morning, I discovered a phenomenon: in the Arabic text of the third chapter of "The History of Jehan Yadao" "The Lord of the Shipyard", it is very strange, beyond the style, and uses a long length to discuss such A set of propositions: author and cognition. The next day, I found an old man who was proficient in Arabic, and I deliberated word by line, and finally approved a passage of the words of Gutubu Alan Shipyard Grandfather Mada Tian.I firmly believe that this passage is his legacy to me. The venerable Mullah Shipyard Master said: "The creator of our righteous way, Vigaye Tunla (Ma Mingxin), once pointed out: "If a scholar dies only relying on his knowledge, then his death will be confused with that of Kafele. Danger. 'He said to my grandfather: "You repeat this sentence again.' So my grandfather repeated this passage verbatim."... When he said these words, his eyes were full of tears Eyes full. I hurriedly flipped back and forth.It turns out that our department of teaching history is simply a great work about writers and works, scholars and learning. There are two kinds of knowledge: one is the knowledge in the heart, which is beneficial knowledge; the other is the knowledge to be proclaimed, which is God's testimony to mankind. There is also a letter grotesquely inserted in this religious book, which Jagrenya calls "the scriptures": You have knowledge. —You must not extinguish the light of your knowledge, and plunge yourself into darkness!Thou shalt not extinguish that light—lest the afterlife come, and thou art in darkness while other writers run by their light! I no longer doubt or hesitate.Right now my mind is solid as a rock.My readers have held their breath, I can't go against my promise.Let me, the writer, submit to a relentless process of disappearance; let me, the scholar, submit to an invisible mind—I have at last solved the fundamental problem of form in learning and art.I have decided on my form. The first great era of history that was only recognized by Zhehe Renye without sticking to any calendar or traditional dynasties finally came to an end at this time.On this page, where the description of my work has finally come to an end, I should add a poem at the end, imitating the embellished style of Arabic-Persian literature. It's spring, it's autumn, barren hills, no flowers, no grass, people let me chase me, I'm alive, I'm a wanderer, I praise you—I've practiced it several times, my deep world has Ili in the west, and cloth helmets in the east, you make me illiterate, and I'm proficient in geography, no one can escape Before leaving, no one will save my friend. My deep praise belongs to you. You give me pain. You give me the lonely person. The person who makes me despair. There is only a glimmer of hope. Thank you—Ili is in the west for unbelieving officials, and cloth helmets in the east. You made me penniless and traveled all over the world. No one thought of it.—The border is my vast prison. No one thought of it. ——The praise that I represent China thousands of times within the borders belongs to you——The person who gives me pain and the lonely traveler makes me despair The person who keeps me alive