Travel Notes: Qiu Lai Mountain Temple Looking for Guizi

It's approaching late autumn, and I think it's time for the yellow flowers to fly all over the mountains, and it's time for the osmanthus in Baoguo Temple to float for ten miles. Thinking about it, it's like being in the moon palace, and the endless sound of WU GANG cutting laurels, I'd like to be a jade rabbit and fly over Qionglou Yuyu, just for one season. After reading Song Zhiwen's Lingyin Temple, the laurel blossoms in the middle of the moon, and Bai Juyi's Memories of Jiangnan, I have an unusual yearning for the laurel blossoms, and the fragrance floats in the sky, and I am bent over with a word. ?

what is happiness? Happiness means to go wherever you want, and happiness means to do whatever you want. For example, on such a crisp autumn morning, go to a mountain temple to enjoy autumn and find laurels. The National Day holiday ended last night. Today, the scenic spot is no longer crowded with people. It is a good time to travel and visit autumn, so I decided to go to Baoguo Temple to find Gui. ?

? All the way without pomp, it's time for a column of incense to arrive at the entrance of the mountain temple, but seeing that the door is deserted, Liao Ruochen, a tourist, is expected, but there are also some surprises. Tickets are bought in, and each adult votes for 12 yuan. As soon as I entered the gate, I was greeted with a cool chill. It was Lin Zhongfeng who was washing the dust for me, stepping up the stairs, gradually panting, and my body that had not exercised for a long time seemed to have rusted. ?

when you reach the fork, you see a sign, turn left to Baoguo Temple and turn right to Wangri Pavilion. I remember turning left at this time last year, but this year, I did the opposite, resolutely turned right, stopped and walked along the way, and looked up after a while, but I saw Wangri Pavilion standing awe-inspiring on the top of the mountain, with a bird's eye view of the land of Mingzhou. Far away, the cold mountain stone path is oblique, and there is a pavilion deep in the white clouds; The morning bell resounded through the deep mountains, and the echo of the Sunwatch Pavilion sang the first song of the bird again, and unknown mountain insects sang and sang in the haystack; The cool breeze is blowing gently, the leaves are ups and downs, and they are greeted with indulgence. The long-term expectation is transmitted through the mottled branches and leaves.

There were no tourists around, and I was secretly pleased, so I sat down in the pavilion and gulped down the iced black tea I carried with me, thumping, completely ignoring the gentlemanly demeanor. I can't remember to make a beautiful gesture when I lose my temper. I will only stretch my legs lazily when no one is around, which is also a good deed to my day. Looking around the pavilion, Zhu Hongting's column was marked with the words "So-and-so visited here", which were written or engraved. I remember that there was a certain man jane doe's vows of eternal love before, but I forgot where I met him. ?

I read it too carefully, but I didn't realize that there was an unexpected visitor on the stone table. It was a light brown mantis, performing a broadsword dance in front of me. Oh, what a lovely little life! My pity heartstrings were touched. I remember my grandmother said that this creature was willing to eat human hair when I was a child, so she pulled out a hair and carefully handed it to its mouth to feed it. The little thing actually ate like a pig, and this careless trust once again made me. I stared at it intently, and its snout structure was extremely complicated. I tried to open my nearsighted eyes and saw only a pair of big tentacles, and several small tentacles were divided into two neat rows. Just as I was trying to find a better angle to examine it further, it suddenly jumped and disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving me with an innocent face. ?

After walking at ease, the pines rustled along the way, and the stone steps were changed from the big stone slabs when I first went up the mountain to medium stones. There were scattered pine cones in the middle of the stone crevices and in the grass. I picked up a few to play with, and the yellow color didn't feel the existence of life, only the veins connected with the branches and leaves were clear, leaving a trace of residual green as if to show its pride. After dozens of steps, a dandelion leaned under a towering cypress tree and bowed its head shyly in the cool wind. This scene surprised me, and there were such beautiful scenery in the mountains. When I came near, I bent down to blow, and dandelion become a butterfly took off, wishing to be white, and drifted across all corners of the country. I don't know where I was going, but why? ?

Following dandelion's footsteps, I climbed to the top of the mountain, which turned out to be a sign of "launch area, tourists stop". The road was circuitous and suddenly enlightened. The scenery on the side of my turn made me realize what "once climbing to the top of the peek, one would see, the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky." was. Indeed, the atmosphere was bright and clear before me, and I looked at the houses below like ants and the roads like narrow intestines. Further away, there is a vast sea, and the sea and sky are the same color. Listening to the faint mountain breeze and the rushing water in the stream, I forget myself at this time. Only Qiu Guang is infinite, and it is expected that there will be quiet places every year, Baoguo Temple and Wangri Pavilion. ?

I just started to go up the mountain, and I will go down the mountain again. On the way down the mountain, there are phosphorite strewn at random, crystal clear, occasionally teasing my toes, which is really cute, dreaming of lovesickness, and mending the sky with stubborn stones. Presumably, it's the top grade of daffodils in winter. I picked up a few pieces and stuffed them into my bags. I was in high spirits and walked lightly down the mountain, humming a tune. At this time, I remembered my favorite song "tianmu Mountain Ascended in a Dream", in which Li Bai said "I wear pegged boots which were first used by Xie, up a ladder of blue cloud" and Xie Gongqi. I don't need to wear casual shoes. At this time, there is no one around, but I walk alone and accompany me for thousands of years.

it's right to be complacent. When I look up at the blue sky and white clouds, I still remember to stop. Today, I want to applaud this habit, because when I walk, I see a gorgeous Ma Lu twisting my waist in front of me, charming and enchanting, and the black and red annular stripes are making irregular snake-like movements, which suddenly makes my hair stand on end, holding my breath, carefully lifting my feet, and avoiding it. After that, I ran for 1 meters, and the shock was slightly fixed, and the dark call was close. The sky is blue, the clouds are light, the water is soft, the autumn is short, and the trip is doomed to be more auspicious and less fierce, so it is calm. ?

straighten the brim of the hat, comb the temples, and tidy up. There is a bamboo garden in front of it, and there are three or two artificially planted Myrica rubra trees beside it. The branches are too weak to bear the autumn wind. When I was afraid of Myrica rubra in my hometown, I only hated the autumn wind and never came again. The Myrica rubra is surrounded by a wire fence, and it is close to the tourists, just like a lover in Tianshui Street. You can only look at it from afar, but you can't touch it. There is a tall pine tree on one side of Yangmei tree, which is full of shadows, the breeze blows, and the coolness is even worse. The leaves rustle and go straight into the clouds. It is amazing that the pine tree has grown so slender and upright, with no branches hanging horizontally.

"Goo goo ..." A melodious cock crow brought me back to reality from a trance-like state of palpitation. It was a light brown hen, with a wild expression and a high crow. She turned around and disappeared into the grass. If Kaminoyama bamboo shoots stew soup is added to this chicken, it will be delicious, just as Tom imagined Jerry being made a hamburger by it. I imagined this fat chicken steaming on the dining table, waiting for my gluttony. Don't blame me for being cruel. I don't kill animals. The mission of chickens is to satisfy the appetite of diners. This is a link in the biological chain, and I comfort myself. ?

Just now, I couldn't hold back my spirits. In front of me, it turned out to be a three-piece chicken coop shaped like a tennis court. There were hundreds of chickens scrambling to peck, and sometimes flocks of chickens managed to walk freely, holding their heads high and swallowing mountains and rivers, which was no less than the general's military parade. At this point, I understand why the lone chicken just now was so arrogant. It must have been read by countless people, not to mention the delicate woman like me, even the eyes of the chicken. Alas! There is a two-story building next to the chicken coop. A couple with suspected flowers are slaughtering chickens and washing vegetables in front of the house. Three wooden signs are erected next to them, which read "Chicken for sale, eggs for sale" ... It turns out that this chicken is for commercial sale, so I bought a chicken, weighing about three kilograms, and 1 yuan was satisfied with it. At the same time, several whips and bamboo shoots were put into the bag. ?

Out of the bamboo garden, it is the Qingyi Pavilion archway. On both sides of the archway, there are simple and vigorous couplets, "Bamboo shadows sing and preach, flowers and birds sing and amuse Zen machines". The winding path comes down, and in front of it is Baoguo Temple. The main entrance of the temple is inscribed with a horizontal plaque with the word "the first mountain in the East" written by Sha Menghai. It is magnificent, with a distant mountain and swallowing the Yangtze River, which is respected and admired by me. Into the towering temple gate, the front is the overall model of the temple, lifelike, exquisite and lovely; On the right is a clay statue of a noble monk who is handsome, refined and elegant, with the name Shu Ping and surname Shi. From the back door of the main hall, there is a pool named "Pure Land Pool", with the blue Chinese character "One Bi Han Kong" inscribed in the middle. There are red scales swimming in the pool, and turtles running upstream and downstream. The whole life is so lovely. ?

I looked down at the water to take a photo. I was waiting for a closer look at the turtle and fish playing together. Suddenly, my hat fell off and I plunged into the pool. I was quick to catch it. I was embarrassed to see my embarrassment, and the tourists around me laughed kindly. I thought that only looking up would make my head sour, and I never wanted to look down and lose my hat. No wonder Chinese people believe in the golden mean so much, but if they have seen it, they will not take it, and there is no false argument. ?

my path has wound, through a sheltered hollow, of boughs and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat, I tried to find Guizi, but I couldn't find her anywhere. I asked the master in the temple, but the master said he didn't know. He tasted that he had come to Gui Xiang, and he didn't get any leisure to visit the mountain. Flowers bloom and tide wait for no man, autumn waters are blue and the sky is empty, and when is the fragrance strong? ?

I don't know when the sky changed quietly, but scattered raindrops fell on the hands leaning against the railing. The heavy rain stayed the guests, and the light rain urged people to return. When I was in a daze, I went home. ?

Once Qiu Guang was infinitely good, butterflies danced, insects screamed, and countless attachments were all looking back.

when you are looking for osmanthus next year, the wind will smile, the water will be full of love, and you will know each other for a thousand years.