Primary school students write a composition about a trip to Lingyan Temple

Lingyan Temple in Lueyang I went to Lueyang to visit friends in early winter. My friend from Lueyang took me to visit Lingyan Temple. On the way up the mountain, we didn’t meet other tourists, but I could feel that a friend was more important than me. We arrived early. This friend is Chudong. He comes to Lingyan Temple every year in early winter. His friendship with Lingyan Temple has lasted for thousands of years. Because of the arrival of early winter, Lingyan Temple has a peaceful heart. He makes those who cannot understand Chudong Ordinary people should not disturb the conversation between themselves and Chudong. Although my friend from Lueyang and I are ordinary people, she and I should be able to hear the quiet conversation, so we walked gently on the path and climbed up the stairs. Xixinyan Temple It is truly a treasure. The entire temple built on the mountain can be said to be embedded in a big stone. The most exciting thing is that the stones here have the tenderness of water. We can hear the water flowing in the stones, just like ours. The blood flows the same way. There are natural pools along the road, and the artificial ditches and pools are also as natural as possible. A friend introduced a small pool on the roadside. The pool is called "Xin Xin". The water flows quietly, and some fallen leaves or sunken leaves in the water are Floating. My heart is indeed a pond, and it is also mixed with fallen leaves, fallen flowers, skylight, and cloud shadows... Wash the heart. Our hearts are contaminated by dust in the world. If we wash and wipe them, maybe they will become better. Clear and bright. I stretched out my finger and dipped it in a little pool water... There was nothing there, so how could it cause dust? Can this drop of water wash away the heart? The mountains and rivers are on the platform by the roadside, and we lean on the railing to look at them. Opposite are the mountains and the foot of the mountain. It's a mountain. This mountain and that mountain are actually part of the Qinling Mountains. Between this mountain and that mountain is the southbound Jialing River. The mountains are quiet, and the mountains covered with leaves of various colors are like blooming flowers blowing in the gentle river breeze. In the early winter, the water was coming out, and the river was turbid. She asked me how I felt, and I said I felt nothing. In fact, we all know that not feeling may be the best feeling. This picturesque country is like a pot of old wine. A cup of tea is meant to be savored slowly. Only after putting down the flask can one realize the taste of drunkenness; only after leaving this picturesque country can one begin to reminisce about it. Thank you Li Bai for his poem thousands of years ago - we never get tired of seeing each other, in the river When the wind blows our hair, we quietly look at these mountains, water, grass, and trees... The inscription "Ode to the Yong Pavilion" is the most famous cliff stone carving in Lingyan Temple. I don't know calligraphy, but as a junior high school Chinese writer Teacher, I have a deep respect for Chinese characters. I stood under "Ode to the Pavilion" and stared silently... The stone can speak. The person who writes and the person who carves buries a seed in the stone. They see the stone bloom. Beautiful flowers. Every stone tablet and brick carving is a silent thinker, just quietly watching the changes in the world. How many people have stood here through the ages, and what can I say? There is a golden statue sitting in the main hall of the Buddha statue. He is sitting on a high platform. My friends and I are standing in the empty space of His Highness. We have our own Buddha statues in our eyes. The Buddha statue is not a Buddha, it just looks like a Buddha. In this sense, we all It is a Buddha statue. As long as we find an angle, we all look like Buddha. When we look at Buddha statues, we are actually looking at ourselves. We can see the past me, the present me, and the future me. My friend said that there is a sleeping Buddha in the cave, where I went to touch the Buddha statue when I was sick. I got into the dark cave and finally found the sleeping Buddha statue. I couldn't bear to disturb or disturb him, so I gently exited the cave and said goodbye to this place with my friends.