oasis temple
I've always wanted to write travel notes. If you pay attention to me, you will complain before my last article, which begins with "I've always wanted to write travel notes".
Today, my classmates and I went to an ancient temple. I was thinking about how to write travel notes before I went. It seems that playing is for the birth of this travel book.
Ganquan Temple is a temple that has nothing to do with Kanluoji. The coordinates of Ganquan Temple are in Lanling. Maybe you think Lanling is an ancient and elegant city, but I can tell you that his current name is Zaozhuang, and the most famous scenic spot is the ancient city of Taierzhuang.
This year is my second year in Lanling. To tell the truth, I have never been anywhere except staying at school and occasionally going shopping down the mountain. I haven't been to any natural scenery, so I don't know what the leisurely or magnificent scenery in ancient poetry is like.
Of course, I have never been to Taierzhuang, which is known as the first village in the world. If I go this year, I may write a travel note.
This spring, in almost the same weather, Qin Jun and Xian Jun and I came to the ancient temple of Ganquan. In spring, all kinds of flowers are in full bloom and mixed together. It's delicious, red, purple and white are in front of you. The ancient temple was originally quiet, although it was disturbed by all kinds of flowers, it was not noisy. Today, Qin Jun and I walked into this ancient temple again. Although the scenery is still the same as before, we feel much less without flowers and honey. It's quiet here, more desolate.
There are all kinds of businessmen selling incense sticks at the entrance of the ancient temple. Qin Jun and I bought a small bunch, and the businessman gave us incense sticks and cupping.
The smell of incense is choking, and the smell of smoke is very heavy. There are bell tower, drum tower and Daxiong Hall at the entrance of the temple. Many people come here to visit and pray, and the whole yard is filled with the smell of fireworks.
Originally, in spring, there were many leaves and shrubs, which made the yard and even the temple look complex and wide. In autumn, the temple seemed to be cut off, the cover was cut off, and the original narrow and complicated ancient temple was restored. Today, I think it is so simple and cohesive.
Simple, just like simple life.
When I walked past Kannonji, Qin Jun prayed in front of the temple, and I secretly looked inside. Except for the Buddha statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva in the middle and all kinds of lotus flowers in front, the layout of the whole room is extremely simple. There is a calligraphy word "whatever you want" on the left, and the font is unknown. The fonts are crooked and ugly, but there is a charm here. Simple words, even tacky, but words are the most impressive predictions of my whole journey.
I thought of Buddha's universal sentient beings, Buddha's compassion, and I thought of the real Buddha, the real monk who went to hell without going to hell.
The heart of Buddhism and the wind of Buddhism are probably these words. The house is responsive, and the outside is living in the present. Pursue all sentient beings for Buddhism and live for others.
Buddha is you and me.
I am not a Buddhist, but I seem to understand the spirit of Buddhism gradually.
On the right is another room. It seems that there are still monks living in the room. The other room is also very simple. You can only vaguely see the simple furnishings, but you can't see the gorgeous decoration. Here, the material desire is low, but the spirit is high.
I saw the master in turmeric robe standing on a high place and didn't know what to look at. I saw laity disciples collect fallen leaves and pile them at the roots of trees. For a moment, I thought, if one day I can let go of all worldly desires and complete what I have to do in my life, I might go to a place like this ancient temple, doing nothing and thinking nothing, wandering about time and life, and letting time and years pass.
Quiet and simple can always wash people's hearts. I think I've never been so cold in my life. I always write all my ambitions and desires on my face, and now, I have become gentle.
Most temples have back hills, and Ganquan Ancient Temple is no exception. When we went to the spring, my friends and I specially wrote down the couplets on the gate leading to the back hill and the description of the ancient temple, but the poems were not magnificent and strange. Compared with the Tang people, they are tasteless. I went straight up the mountain without reviewing.
When it comes to sightseeing, the first thing Qin Jun and I think of is Brother Taibai from the Tang Dynasty. I said that if I could return to the Tang Dynasty one day, I would be a donkey friend of Brother Taibai, eating and drinking all the way and visiting the beautiful scenery in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River.
I also thought of the grand occasion of Lanting in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, where talented people came forth in large numbers, and then I felt more and more stupid. Without the Tang Dynasty, the poems of the ancients could not be written any more. Writing will start the storm, and poetry will make you cry. It can only be a story that once stayed on paper. The fresh life, different personalities, different choices and different fates in the past have nothing to do with us.
We can only rewrite our story. We can never go back. We can only be pushed forward by time and the times.
Maybe we will be remembered by the times, maybe we can only drift away with the wind, but we still work hard, hard and hard to impact the times. We are eager for our blow to leave our mark on the wall of the times. We hope that we will shine like the poems we preach. We hope that our names can be written into history books and form this era together with their names.
Make up our times.