Xinjiang Mysterious Freedom Tour - Tuyugou (2): The place where the seven major religions gather

The village of Tuyugou under the sun is quiet and peaceful. This is an ancient village with a long history. The buildings in the village are made of raw soil, which has been passed down for thousands of years, and it can be called "China's No. 1 Earth Village"

It is a house built by the residents of Tuyugou according to the local natural environment and living needs. One soil, one brick, one wall and one pile are all built of yellow clay. Building blocks, building blocks, digging, digging, arching, pasting, building and other forms, this method of building houses has concentrated the culmination of raw earth architecture.

The village has not yet woken up in the morning. We walked alone and walked into the cave dug out of the mountains and slopes; we walked up to the small two-story building inadvertently. Slant down here. Such houses are economical and practical, warm in winter and cool in summer, and have unique ethnic characteristics. The village is very deep, and every household is connected by winding and alleys of different shades. Walking around, I suddenly found that we can walk from this house to the neighbor's house at will on the roof, and go to the door.

The doors and windows of ancient dwellings are very simple and contain a profound culture. There are various carved wooden bells on the doors and windows, including flower shapes, geometric shapes, and even fruit shapes. Occupation, hobby or status. We walked along the stream, the ancient village, telling the history of thousands of years with the flowing water.

Walking to the depths of the village, we walked into a dilapidated house. The owner had moved to a new house at the foot of the mountain a few years ago. Here we can see the glory of the owner’s house. The place where things are placed is deeply integrated into the Buddhist niche. The style of decoration is also the unique style of some Islamic houses in our country. The airy walls are still standing, and the raisins were dried in the wind so many years ago;

The naan pit still exists, and the faint fragrance of naan is in the air, telling us that this is Xinjiang. Years have passed, and time has passed. Most of the residents in the village have moved to new houses built by the government. There are only yellow cities, yellow walls, yellow roads, and yellow houses left here. Only the sunshine like the holy light shines down , shining upon us.

The river sang joyful songs and flowed by us, and several villagers welcomed us, visitors from afar, with kindness and friendliness. We walked up the hillside, got closer, walked in, and we walked through the most famous monument of Tuyugou, "Huojiamumaza".

It is said that in the early seventh century AD, after Muhammad founded Islam, his disciples brought five disciples to China to preach at the first time. After all the hardships, they finally traveled eastward to Tuyugou. Since then, Islam has been prevalent in Tuyugou. Later, 6 missionaries and the first Chinese who believed in Islam, the shepherd, died and were buried here, which is now Tuyugou Mazha.

We walked into Mazar, which is already the cemetery of the local Uighurs in Tuyugou. Mazars are connected together, with khaki sky, khaki ground, khaki walls, and khaki tombs. sits here quietly.

With a respectful heart, we came to the saint Mazha, and the sun slanted through the patterns on the earthen wall and shone on our quiet hearts, as if a thousand-year-old historical picture passed in front of us.


The sound of the river has become ethereal, and suddenly thousands of white doves fly over our heads in the air, bringing us back to this moment from the distant history. With freedom, fly. Xu Xu's pigeons are like angels telling their lives, happy pigeons, are you a messenger of peace? Telling this land and the people here, only a peaceful life can be happy and peaceful!

Walking out of Mazar, walking back to the village, one temple and one tree, one cave and one tomb, one river and one road, one door and one window, one village and one village, let us walk into this ancient village with a history of 2,800 years.

This is life, leisurely, quiet, peaceful, and easy; this is life, ancient, quiet, without desire, and without pursuit; this is life, full, satisfied, not in a hurry, not in a hurry;

This is life, sunrise, sunset, farming, harvest; this is life, warm, down-to-earth, running, happy; My heart is vast; this is life, men plow, women weave, you plant, I reap;

This is life, old trees, green shoots, old houses, broken tiles; this is life, the moon rises, the street is quiet, the stars, hanging in the east; this is life, earth bridges, flowing water, dead branches, people; this is life, broken walls , broken wall, old house, hometown; this is life, street lamp, one, waiting for you, go home;

This is life, the night is dark, the road is hollow, the heart is distressed, and home; this is life, the old village sings a quiet song; this is life, the steps of the house are smooth and open; this is life, the pigeons fly freely;

This is life, we are singing, we are having fun; this is life, the sun is shining brightly, and the corners are full; this is the real life, and a happy life can only be obtained with unity and stability.