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藏历年初一的早上,每家每户的所有成员都起得特别早,因为这一天最重要的一项仪式是,由家庭主妇取第一道净水。天蒙蒙亮时,听见楼下自来水哗哗作响,从窗口探头往外看,原来是楼下的住户先于我们取上了第一道水,并且为水笼头献上了一条洁白的哈达,还在自来水旁燃起了桑烟。因了这番祭拜,平常里冷冰冰的自来水管,顿时变成了有灵性的东西。然而,这缕孤烟远远构不成往日在井边祭水神煨桑烟的壮观场面。
In the morning on the first day of the Tibetan calendar, all members of each household played a particularly early stage, as the most important ceremony of the day was to take the first purified water by housewives. When it was over, I heard the rushing sound of tap water downstairs. Looking out from the window probe, it turned out that the residents downstairs took the first water before us and offered a white Hatha for the water head, Sang smoke next to the smoke. Because of this worship, usual cold water pipe, suddenly became a spiritual thing. However, this loneliness is far from being a spectacular sight to the gods at the well.