800-word essay on one-day trip to Xiamen

Xiamen is a coastal city full of cultural charm. There is the world-class scenic spot Gulangyu Island and the famous Xiamen University. It has become a popular tourist destination with food from all over the country. Here is a detailed introduction to Xiamen one-day tour.

Unexpectedly, the Zengcuo Village I longed to see had completely changed except for the place name. Walking in the winding alleys of Zengcuo Village, I can't find the place where I have wandered, even if there is a trace of footprints.

Everything in the past is gone, plus a little geographical memory on the street, what an earth-shaking change!

An exit of Zengcuo Village.

The ancients regarded thirty years as a lifetime, that is, a generation. At this time, I saw the shops on both sides of the winding path one after another, and those lush faces were welcoming an endless stream of tourists, and I couldn't help but sigh like the ancients.

And I even vaguely remember the names of several colleagues who worked together back then. Where are they now? Is everything okay? In this state of mind, I actually asked the young shopkeeper who greeted me. He looked at me blankly at first, then shook his head apologetically.

I walked slowly past a petty bourgeois-style snack shop, but I couldn’t find a shop as simple as before, selling only hot peanut soup.

I secretly laugh at myself, what is eternal in this world?

Before leaving Zengcuo Village, I saw the Xiamen Film Studio sign and was a little curious. When I entered, I realized that some old props were on display and photo services were provided.

Looking at old things, I feel that once a fate has come, it is over, and looking back at the capital is in vain. Then I remembered Xu Zhimo's poem, I left quietly, just as I came quietly; I waved my sleeves, but I didn't take away a single cloud.

About thirty years ago, I worked here for more than a year. Ms. Lin, who I became friends with, has long since stopped contacting me. She is about a few years older than me. Now that I suddenly think about it, I feel a little guilty. If I hadn't met her, Xiamen might have been a once-in-a-lifetime relationship for me, and I wouldn't have any special feelings. Maybe, you shouldn't feel guilty. It is just fate that people meet and know each other.

A nostalgic place

The opposite side of the road is the seaside, which may be due to the roadbed. The beach is just very narrow and few people play there. Walking back to the footbridge overlooking the sea, there didn't seem to be anything special. At the center of the overpass, the avenue going east is very wide, and the non-motor vehicle guardrails on both sides are full of small potted flowers, all blooming in bright red and purple. Flowers also hang in the middle of the overpass. I looked east for a long time, maybe it was Huli Mountain Fort. At that time, my thoughts actually flew to the place known as the Eight Gates of Fujian, where the key was locked in the south of the country and the majestic German artillery.

After getting off the bridge, I suddenly wanted to go to Nanputuo. I looked at the sign for the station. Before I could see clearly, a bus arrived at the stop and I asked the driver. He said he could go to Nanputuo. He was overjoyed.

When we arrived at Nanputuo Temple, there were already huge crowds of people outside the scenic area. There is no way. Famous attractions are always hot spots. There are many banyan trees beside the wide approach road, the trunks of which are so thick that even a few people cannot hold them. Naturally, they are covered with green shade, completely blocking the scorching sun from the main road and keeping them cool.

When you enter the side of Nanputuo Temple, you will first see the most famous vegetarian restaurant. It is said that the vegetarian food here is delicious. Teacher Guo Moruo and his wife once came here to taste vegetarian food and wrote poems to entertain guests, making Nanputuo's vegetarian restaurant famous at home and abroad.

What I love most is their purity. They do not name the dishes after the usual meat names, even the most common "vegetarian chicken", "vegetarian duck" and "vegetarian ham" are abandoned. Mushroom puree, fried rice noodles, and mushroom soup all taste great.

On the way up the mountain

I was very satisfied with my food and my mood seemed to be lifted. I want to go to the temple and take a walk to help digestion. The temple is built on the mountain. It was first built in the Tang Dynasty. It changed its name several times and was rebuilt in the Qing Dynasty.

The main halls are built sequentially along the central axis, including the Heavenly King Hall, the Great Auditorium, and the Great Compassion Hall. The Bell Tower, Drum Tower, Zen Hall, and Guest Hall are arranged on the left and right sides respectively. The famous Minnan Buddhist College is located in Youmen. It has trained a number of famous monks and is famous in Southeast Asia.

The place is spacious, there is an endless stream of tourists, there are many monks and few places to live, and the tranquility is unique. It turns out that there are many volunteers and Bodhisattvas who are making silent contributions. The fragrance of winter plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and tourists are everywhere. The environment remains clean and orderly.

Climbing the stairs all the way up, it feels simple and refreshing. Sometimes it is green, sometimes huge rocks lead the way. After bypassing the Guanyin Pavilion, it suddenly opens up and is very comfortable.

However, the biggest obstacle is my weak physical strength. Often a person can't walk many steps without being out of breath, which is very embarrassing.

After three steps and one stop, I could only relax and rest under the shade of the mountain pavilion. I met a Tibetan Buddhist monk, a monk who became a Lamaist monk. He began to teach me Buddhist teachings, saying that life is impermanent and that living is to release the three poisons of greed, ignorance and delusion and eliminate the root causes of suffering.

Whether we are Han or Tibetan, we all worship the same teacher, Buddha——. The Master talked to Zangpu, and I listened for a while. Maybe I am destined for this evil world!

Walking further up, I saw the memorial tower of Master Taixu. I felt very impressed, so I quietly walked around the tower. It was about halfway up the mountain of Wulao Peak, and the weather became clear in the morning. Looking at the prospects of Bicheng Harbor and Xiamen, I feel very lucky that you are here.

Although climbing the mountain is tiring and hot, resting under the shade of the trees is very cool. Finally arriving at the observation deck, I hesitated when asking about the mountain route. Many people were out of breath and some gave up.

After calming down for a while, think again. It is said that unlimited scenery lies in dangerous peaks. There is no danger except beauty here, but it’s a pity that you can’t visit the top of the mountain!

Just like that, I walked down, my legs were filled with lead, and I was still gritting my teeth and persisting. It’s really God’s reward for hard work, and I reached the peak platform. I sat for a long time before looking around, feeling quiet inside.

Resting at the top of the mountain

After waiting for a while and staring at the words on the wall of the hut, I suddenly remembered that I had been here twenty-eight years ago, been to the top of the mountain, and had tea here. With my first love. Why didn't I think of it all the way up the mountain just now? Why would I forget? I struggled to think, how could I forget? For the life of me I can't think of a reason. Maybe it felt like a lifetime ago. The ancients were right when they said I lived for 30 years. How can I recall my past life in this life?

It was particularly easy to go down the mountain because I had enough rest and put down a lot of things. In the morning, Zeng Cuo_cun also let go of the attachment in his mind. Haha, I revisited my old place and smiled affectionately at the fact that I was born in Lotus earlier. Times have changed, and others may think differently than I do. Think about what Master Hongyi once said: "If you died yesterday, the best thing is now."

Back to the main entrance, I walked around the amusement pool and saw floating in the water with many turtles. Do they only have a 7-second memory like fish? Before I leave, I want to see this magnificent ancient temple at the foot of Wufeng. It seems to take a long time to remember, and it probably won't happen again in this life.

Sitting on the bus back to the hotel, I met a very enthusiastic local who helped me recall the tunnel next to Xiamen University and the food street on Zhongshan Road, which seemed to open up some dusty stories. I also thought of Gulangyu's "Previous Life", and it seemed that it wasn't all broken. What could be better than this?

When the bus arrived, it was diagonally opposite the hotel and in front of the restaurant where last night’s dinner was not over yet. My smile shines brightly in the sunset. This is perfect enough.