Chonggu Si Chronicle
I went in October last year, Inagi of Aden and, after a long time, today, has truly sent four people to get fellow photo 2. One is a pearl sea, wrapped in a mysterious veil Xian Nairi Kamiyama only the bare foot, while the four of us surrounded in the crystal-clear views of the sea pearls. Another is the Chonggu Si gate, it is ready to come down, are we the only master with Chonggu Si photo.
He Yaogan tall and straight, his eyes sparkle and strength of conviction of a shallow surface Dangkai smile seemed so kind-hearted; him with a butter tea mixed with that kind of a greasy taste vaguely Mei Qi to stimulate forward to standing next to the I, until now, lingering.
Chonggu Si is at best a broken home. Forgive me say that. Because such a brick house, already in my city had disappeared. But it is very old, are said to have a thousand years of history. So it is broken too valuable. Chonggu Si than any real information on that, and should be much smaller. About 3 parts. Second floor of the main floor, the middle seat. Both sides of the passenger room and kitchen respectively, horse servant place. Two-story small building was four square, central axis on the first floor is a door on the second floor is a large window, while the sides are two symmetrical small windows. Masters and their disciples to live only a small first floor, and playing a lot of debris. In broad daylight, the sun struggled to open the big wooden doors from the photos into the house, so the house seems dark even in the daytime. The heap in the corner of the wooden ladder, although only a few steps away from the door was difficult a glimpse. Approached only surprised it was an almost 90-degree flight of stairs. The evening on the second floor, there is always a dim light through the large windows in disrepair for years, quietly burning, flickering about vaguely present, are like the fire of longevity never vanished. Chong Gusi two nights I have always loved the outdoors Zhuiman the stars of the sky, feeling great, have never ever been so close to the sky seems to stretch their arms to be able to take off those flashing stars; or, like a fairy tale, you can board a paradise along the Milky Way. . . However, when the eye left out, and Na Zhandeng trillion fire again show a surreptitious manner it going. I would suddenly feel very confused, what I have from heaven or from hell in recent past? In the walk that day, could not help but curious, I told the master that I want to see on the second floor. He readily accepted. Wei Wei Ji Ji escorted a small wooden ladder went upstairs, the first thing that catches the eyes of the aged is a messy piles of debris, pot dipper wood. . . Then there is a small front door, night of fire trace Na Zhandeng large windows facing the entrance ramp is being sent to Cecil strands of soft sunshine this small building. I stepped into the room to a small learning warily. It is dedicated to the Dalai Lama found the tablets, some red and yellow silk Dalai Lama solemnly decorated with two enlarged photographs, the whole room filled with thick oily Yi Gu, thus tablets next to the sound of sesame oil fire was dth . Began to realize that it is secretive night fire! And then look around the room, except for some disorder of the shabby chairs, the one was impressed by the Ming and Qing dynasties, as commonly used in large chair. Not so much a chair as it is a bed. The difference is that this chair painted colorful Tibetan paintings, flowers. Covered with a few cushions, with traces of old folds Lama appears to be shy in our footsteps hastily up, and then into the tablets hidden inside. Take a look at the Dalai Lama's statues bit, his smiling face made me feel a dose of fear, then quickly fled downstairs. For a people with no belief that such a dignified and solemn, often it is a kind of spiritual oppression.
We left Chonggu Si is a rare sunny day. Before leaving, pay rent to the Masters. He solemnly took out a small notebook to let us have paid the money to make a record to prove Chonggu Si income. Is probably the usual hotel receipts for the role? I told him a very curious little book. Arbitrarily doubled forward, did not expect this thin book actually record from 99 years after the accounts. That everyone who has been staying at the temple of the visitors that have simply indicated the date and amount paid, as well as where it comes from. Those flying the font, as if Zhang is a life-like faces travelers. I can also see if they are as excited as we are preparing to proceed to the next site, one side is glad to not have to endure harsh mountain wilderness environment, one hand and sentimentally attached to the encountered here, everything. . . I took out pen, a simple paternity pay check and then put the book back to master. Holding a master silently Kanliaoyikuai, and then gave me a thumb. I Cezhao Tou, do not know. Then he pointed me to stay the words, but also from the thumb-kin. I understand that he is in recognition of my fonts. Music heart suddenly opened. It was just like the feeling of teacher pointing fans ah law is really surprised and flattered.
Chong Gusi provide accommodation for travelers 25 yuan per person per day. But for the local mountains of the groom, too late to stop in time to the road can not break even one or two nights of live Tibetans are not free. That night we come back from the Luorongniuchang is already very late, holding horses by the groom to go on the road could not see, and also under the drizzle, it was terrible. Pimps Quedui road quite well acquainted, though can not see anything, but it can remind us that where there are branches Ah, we must pay attention to bow their heads. Finally returned to the Chonggu Si, but 2 hours on horseback, but stops Shimoji legs can not stand straight, and aching pain, can only be turned in to the kitchen, like Wu Dalang as heating. Can not think of which has a bunch of people, a bunch of Tibetans, under the dim oil lamp, only to see their faces and the dark clothes. They see us come back, it retreated to a corner of the TIPS to air out the place so that we bake warm stove. When ready to pay the groom, but no one finding a way to open a hundred side note. Are hesitant occasion, the master said he had volunteered, and then go back to his house to take Ling Chao. It is a will, he was back. Cautiously out from his pocket a neat group of paper parcels and then a layer of a layer of paper to turn over, it is better to see 10 yuan 5 yuan 1 yuan, etc. Ling Chao, folded in half, but also There is a faint as the ribs when the local wrap the skin. Here, only a few hundred dollars impulse of its volume, but it's a treasure. Deep down I do not live a while sentimental. Dim lighting, with a trembling hand, he carefully counting the number of those Lingchao to us. . . This is more than I have seen their food and the room made me a profound understanding to the mountain people, hard life of poverty. I remember that night was kind enough to those who live in Tibetan joke. . . .
They said, you are where it? Canton? Come here to count the maximum of Guangdong, Shanghai and Beijing. You Guangdong, affluent ah, the rich how wonderful! What's good? More money can be money spent on the chanting.
I said, for ah, so that you are the richest! Save our hard-earned money is spent on your body, but for our money you save, you are not willing to spend. We continue to spend, you continue to save, is not you better off than we are ah?
Everyone laughed opened. I do not know how to refute the fallacy.
Who is the richest in the end the poor? I do not know.
We do not have faith, though aspiring ideals of knowledge is hardly achieved.
They do not have ambition without knowledge is not ideal, there is a firm belief, and thus live a happy indeed.
They live in the nature itself of the environment, we have ruined us in one another find ways to repair the world.
Perhaps, we who have always been two different people in the world. We just could not help but wonder, often into their world, to steal a little happy memories.
Author: colorv
