What you want should be modern prose! I found another article about Wudang Mountain (the length is not long).
My interest in Wudang Mountain has a long history. Passing by six years ago increased the desire to be close to her. So on my first weekend in Yunxian County, I couldn't wait to climb Wudang Mountain.
Wudang Mountain is really charming. When I first saw it, I had a different feeling. Looking around, the 800-mile-long mountain range is both a magnificent mountain range in the north and an exquisite mountain peak in the south. Qifeng stands tall, fairy fog fills the air, city walls are towering, pines and cypresses are green, and streams are gurgling. It used to be a place where Zhenwu Emperor cultivated his self-cultivation, so it was named after "the lack of Zhenwu". It has always been a Taoist shrine for countless good men and women in mobike. Experienced the rich color of powerful literati, adding endless mystery and mystery. Nowadays, the shuttle cable car and the busy "Little Red Riding Hood" have brought modern vitality and harmony to it. During the walk, needless to say, the magnificent palaces built in danger, even the unremarkable stone bridges, broken walls, and rocks, may tell the story of magical twists and turns. Being in the fairyland of Xianshan and breathing fresh air will make you feel refreshed. Looking at the sacred land all over the mountains and plains, I am often accompanied by literature and ink on weekdays, and even if I search my heart, I can't find half a sentence to describe it. At that moment, a feeling that I had never felt before involuntarily flowed out of my heart. I really feel pale and small.
The blazing fire in the huge incense burner on the golden palace shows the ferocity of the Taoist seeker; Countless idols worship the body that fell to the ground, which is extremely pious; A full merit box is the weight to test the soul, and the dragon head incense on the cliff is engraved with the purity of faith. Only at this moment can I be infected by those who hold a high incense higher than myself and rush to the golden palace, and gradually change from infection to integration ... The sage said: ghosts and gods are virtuous and full! Look at it, look at it, listen to it, smell it and leave it behind. Let the world dress neatly to sacrifice, as if they were on it, as if they were around. Seeing the scene on the mountain, I really realized the profundity of Confucius' words.
Covered with faint twilight, I reluctantly embarked on the road home. Mercedes-Benz cars spin like needles on winding mountain roads like old records, and my brain seems to be thinking with this melody all the time. What am I praying for when I put a column of high incense into the incense burner? What did I say when I put the money in the prize box? What do I really want when I throw coins at the Taiping drum? I am trying to search my memory, eager to get even a few words of answers! However, I am disappointed. There was nothing in my head. Empty transparent, white vacuum. Is this the purification of the soul? Is this the sublimation of consciousness? I dare not impose these noble titles on me. I'm still looking for an answer that will convince me. At this moment, I suddenly remembered the imperial tablet on Nanyan. If it is really like the legend, Judy, the prince of Yan, used 300,000 craftsmen to make Wudang Mountain so magnificent in order to find Zhu Yunwen, the nephew of the fugitive. Then, what millions of tourists do today will never be inferior to this Yongle emperor! This is exactly what Liu Chengxing, who has the intention to plant flowers but has no intention to plant flowers, said. My heart suddenly brightened. Wudang Mountain is worthy of being a fairy mountain full of spirituality. You told me about the conservation of spirit and matter, and you gave me a feeling I had never felt before. I will cherish you in a special memory forever. ...