Yunmen Temple, it is ordinary and just right now.
I am really afraid of those temples filled with smoke and bustling with people.
I have never been to Yunmen Temple. Maybe if I go to Shaoxing in the future. But just maybe. Thirty miles south of the city, the area is leisurely and secluded, and the cars are noisy and disturb people's tranquility. What about walking? Too far. It is suitable to walk for seven to eight miles or more than ten miles. If you really have plenty of time, you can take it easy, stop here, stop there, look at the scenery, meet all kinds of people, stay in a small hotel near the mountains and rivers, and be greeted by the proprietress wearing a blue floral apron. It’s old. The silver bracelet dangled on her wrist. A small hotel with cloth curtains, bamboo windows, and wooden beds that creak when you turn over. The old-fashioned table clock, with its spring ringing, chirped and chirped "dang dang" to announce the time. I felt that the time was wrong, so I looked at the clock. It was almost time for dinner, but it turned out to be midnight. There was a sound outside the door, and the meal was ready. In the earthy smell of the yard, bacon, cured fish, pheasant, bamboo shoots, and wild vegetables that were not seen outside were already laid out on the stone table. It was a great blessing.
But the world is so big, where can we get it all? Besides, it’s really not necessary to go all of them. If you can't go, it's fine if you feel like wandering.
When I was editing this section, it was snowing heavily somewhere, and a text message came: Mei was nowhere to be found, so I walked in the snow just to buy food and drink. Reply to her: I called, it’s hot, just a bowl of steamed cured fish and a plate of spiced beans. The window was half open, and snowflakes were floating on the table, spreading... I was writing a few words, maybe half a Song poem.