A Pile of Graves, Two Rows of Bands—The Funeral of the British Jew Oss Love Hartung (9)

Walking into the garden in front of Yanyu Hall, you can see Hartung's earthen tomb from the lush greenery, protruding from the ground, like a small Qiu. In front of the grave, there is a white cloth octagonal pavilion, and on the left and right sides of the pavilion, there are countless wreaths and flower baskets.

I saw two rows of military bands in white uniforms, standing in front of the pavilion, not seeing the hand and mouth blowing, but hearing the music continued to come from the pavilion, which made people feel strange, but as long as you look closely, you will know that it is the burning of paper paste, but it is vivid, it looks like a living person, it can be described as a superb skill, only a handful, a total of 58 people.

In the review pavilion, there are three classes of military bands, which take turns to play mourning music. The grave is full of flowers, and the word "lai" made of flowers hangs in the middle. There is a book on both sides of the elegiac couplet:

"Fragrant flowers become a place of Buddhahood; Paradise as a public piano" 10 words. From this to the south, turn to the west, you can go straight to the sacrificial hall (in the Yanyu Hall), along the road Sucai archway one after another, innumerable. There is also the Hubei Security Regiment, three steps and one post, five steps and one sentry, to maintain order.

All guests walk to the gate of Yanyu Hall, that is, they are introduced by the male servant, pass through the four halls, and start to the spiritual seat, bow and kowtow, just like a guest.

Some foreigners, dressed in suits and leather shoes, also bow down with incense, which makes people laugh.

After the ceremony, the usher welcomed him into the living room and presented a fan of Hartung's portrait and a commemorative handkerchief.