On March 28, 1959, the State Council issued an order to implement democratic reforms in Tibet and completely abolish the feudal serfdom of "theocracy". Since then, a million serfs in Tibet have been liberated and have taken their fate into their own hands.
History, rolling forward.
Xinhua News Agency reporters went deep into the vast plateau, approached those turned serfs, and felt their happy life today.
"When I was a child, I only had a sheepskin jacket, which I wore as a dress during the day and a quilt cover at night. A piece of clothing survives the winter, and the cold follows me like a ghost every day. Old Man Squirr recalled, "Because there was no change of clothes, the sheepskin jacket was full of lice, and the bruises and purple pieces that were bitten on the body were bitten." ”
When Yang Poor was 8 years old, he began to work as an errand boy for the serf masters, herding cattle and sheep and doing chores, but the serf owners did not care about food and clothing. During the day, she fed herself with the rice dumplings sent by her family; at night, she slept in the sheepfold of the serf master's house or in the corner of the kitchen. At the age of 12, Yang qian fled to Sakya County, Shigatse City, to work as a servant for the local nobles, and later wandered to Tashigang Township, Lazi County, where he suffered a lot.
When Solang recalled his life in old Tibet, he said that when serfs gave birth to children, they had to register with the serf owners and pay the poll tax. In order to avoid the poll tax, one night before he was born, his brother borrowed a donkey to quietly drive his mother to Gyantse County, which was not under the jurisdiction of the local serf owners. After he was born, his father died of overwork.
He was the youngest of nine children in the family, and his mother could not afford to raise him and gave him away in pain. At the age of 11, Solang began herding cattle for the local rich, ragged and often hungry.
Langer dorjee had been working for the serf owners of the manor as a child, arranging where to work wherever he went, and when he wanted to work, he had to go immediately, sometimes in the middle of the night. The work was slightly slower, and the manor's housekeeper hit him on the head with a crutch, and his head was littered with swollen bags.
There are no shoes to wear in winter, and I go barefoot everywhere. There is only one piece of clothing on the body a year, it is impossible to change and wash, and the body is full of lice. When the serfs herded sheep, they took advantage of the sun to take off their coats and sprinkle sand on their clothes, and the lice were burned by the hot sand, and they trembled and put them on.
Mima recalls: "I was born in Sakya County, Shigatse, because my family could not afford the debts of the serf owners, and at the age of 7, I was sent by my family to pay off the debts and herd sheep for the serf owners. "He was often slapped, whipped, and locked up in a small black house, and he couldn't stand the days of being a cow and a horse, and he ran away several times, but he was caught back."
For the old Tibetans, there was only boundless suffering for the elderly Tsering Yangzong. Born as a human being, but living like a cow and a horse, filling the stomach is a luxury. My father worked for the local serf owners all day long, in exchange for a full meal, and the family lived on the leftovers of other people's families.
"The dark clouds in the sky, not the black tritium sewn up, the red sun in the east, there will be a rising day." This is a proverb widely spread in old Tibet, expressing the desire of millions of serfs to be liberated.
In old Tibet, under the oppression of the "three lords", in addition to bearing the heavy grain tax, poll tax, and poultry tax, Tse-Dorje and his family were often assigned to harvest, weave, chop firewood, graze and other errands, and the poor families were overwhelmed by a large number of harsh taxes and errands.
At the age of 6, Dobje fed donkeys and chores to the serf owners, and the family of nine slept in a dark house. Because his family was poor, when he was a child, he did not wear shoes, and he wore patched clothes, and a little bit of rice was only enough for the whole family not to starve.
At the age of 13, Solang worked as a coolie for the local manor owner, and his life began to be boundless darkness. "During the day, I watched the children and grazed the cattle and sheep to the owner of the manor, and at night I had to feed the cattle and sheep, I didn't have enough to eat, I didn't get warm clothes, I slept in the sheep pen at night, I was beaten and scolded, and I was numb." Sauron recalled.
When he was a serf, The Second Dan Ram never heard of resting during the New Year's Festival. "I used to work for the serf owners, and I never rested all year round."
Looking back on the past, it is all bitter taste, and the most memorable thing about the next day is to pay rent. Renting farmland from the hands of serf owners, they worked hard for a year, and if the harvest was not good, when it was time to pay the rent, the harvest had to be handed over in full, and even the seeds could not be retained, and when the spring ploughing of the following year, they could only borrow seeds everywhere.
For the non-stop labor of ZYTAM, it was only a dream to wear a new dress and eat a full meal.
Only those who have experienced the cold winter
Only to know the warmth of spring
now
The turned-slaves of Tibet
It's long past
The happy life that ancestors dreamed of
Planners: Shen Hongbing, Rob Tsering
Coordinator: Cao Jian, Pubu Tashi
Reporter: Pubu Tashi Jueguo Jigme Dorjee Zhang Rufeng Sun Ruibo Sun Fei Lo Zhuo Gyatso
Poster Maker: Danzin Nub
Source: Xinhua News Agency