SARS panic so much noise these days, a thousand times careful, 10000 on the alert, units to let go, and friends came also reduced, usually busy all of a sudden cold shoulder down.
The afternoon in the office feel a little nothing to do, find some things to look casual.
Suddenly the phone rang, which came a familiar voice, co-workers, saying that the old chap came Weihai are Fohui Yamashita look at the scenery, asked me if I see a face in the past. Although the SARS epidemic is very violent, and people feel a little fat Chu can the epidemic is not a popular area of the city, friends, all the way to the Tao, or should I see about. Travel time, but also called on the two should be a good old chap.
Fohui the mountains southeast of Jinan, because in the past the mountains have a Kaiyuan Temple and the Buddhist name, is the most quiet of a suburban mountain. As the mountain has a huge stone Buddha statues - so people have called here in Jinan as "Buddha head." As cities continue to develop, bustling up and down the mountain step by step, but because the mountain temple has long been destroyed, leaving only a tremendous destruction, so when I came here求佛not many people, the mountains are still retains the quiet atmosphere.
Came to the foot of mountains, into the entrance, looked around and saw the lush valley, with blocks built by Xiu Xie's Office, a village people's appearance, elegant leisure. Approached, and found that the fence inside The farm was actually an outdoor restaurant, whose name is also pleasing to the ear, called "private plots" make people think that, like its own little garden, rich in local air was filled with a somewhat warm. This is said to build in the quiet valley of the shop, operating a number of mountain vegetables and poultry game, tired of those who usually eat what tastes like people have to change a good place to go.
Came to this piece away from the hustle and bustle of the place, pure, natural, at the same time enjoy the gift of nature, but also be able to avoid transmission of the SARS epidemic.
Arrived in the "private plots", saw those friends in a wooden platform built up in chat. Ring Monday to sit down and see, the mountains Bo Shuqing Cui, clean quiet. The tree just covered with acacia trees near the new green leaves, piece of the shy fluttered in the breeze. Breathe the drift of the fragrance, feel the country atmosphere, relaxed mind free from anxiety a lot. That old chap out when something happens, Weihai, to know he will be waiting for a moment will never come back, it is about two old chap down the stone path on the hill looking away.
For me, the mountain has been a long absence, the. I remember 20 years ago, I had been here that, with chase novel thinking, to look at this has often been mentioned but has not patronize places. That the original style, natural and simple, pine and cypress tree-lined, cool breeze are borne in mind in my mind. However, as a long time did not come, and also little time to look back over time, the mountains becomes a hazy picture of the outline.
Is also strange to say, one set foot on the road into the mountains, and many have, and that feeling gradually pan out from the bottom of my heart, even those who remember the details from the depths of a clear jump out. Everything is so familiar, so friendly and would feel much younger, stretch many, even among fantasy Xi Jizhe all over again. This feeling is how 20 years ago would not have, and it is unexpected, but once such a feeling, no matter who will definitely have a lot of frustration in life.
All were the same as the original. Natiao with quartzite paved road, extending away to the mountains, although the road is not broad, but fairly flat, as compared with the asphalt have become more natural and simple, and take in the above there is a mountain flavor. Just a few days ago under the rain, and in this leaves a lot of marks on the delicate wind mixed with moist, so you are bathed in the comfort of heart and lung soaked inside. Road still so quiet, apart from a road outside of Liang Sheng birds, and only followed your footsteps. On the road occasionally encounter one or two idle people, like the small roads in the country met neighbors and would like to cordially greet straight. Look at both sides of the road trees, started to grow in vivid green to leaves, pale green afloat long leisure, Spring shallow. Grass or withered appearance, but those new leaves emerge, raising the number of new dress. Winding away in the valley the road is becoming more muted, King more and more secluded, quiet was as if the mountain can hear that heart beating.
Came to the foot of two mountain slopes relative to the folder-ri, there is a housing, which is said to be an important repository in the past, but now has been abandoned, and only a few people stay here. Stone road leads to here, also come to an end, it seems that this road is built specifically for this repository. To continue up the hill, and only those in the valley along the winding path circling upward climbing.
This path is no doubt those climbers who stepped out, and only occasionally see a few stone steps on the road, as if to tell people there was also reconditioned. Two decades did not come, and had thought the spots already good repair, and now came to look at a foot of the mountain, or retain the original ancient appearance, and the impression of the number never changes, the foot or the kind of natural tranquility, scenery is still easy to stretch, the mountainside of the pine and cypress green, wind Shuang Qing-Qing, particular concern to like. Here surrounded by the mountain, field of vision, only the green mountains, stone elegance.
Rugged mountain, Berlin shade, facing round after round of flash to the scene, often evoke the recollection of past events, as if looking to 20 years ago, that fresh young feel. Rong Jin Mountain View Lane, like the last time the window opened, the sections with the past chasing me. Contrast that time Sidongfeidong deeply Cangshan not old, but life is volatile, and destiny is so unexpected, but also to know in order to maintain a life of the state, even if it is simply there needs to be done and the pain and perseverance .
Up to the mountain when the waist, there are two flashes in front of us, like life waiting for you as many choices decisions. Just a few people feel at a loss, I think that there is a mountainside temple ruins, as time goes on, and now look like have no idea, just want to see, so suggested that did not come here for a long time, and to see the temple bar. That cypress along the inside lane up, a flat parade in front of the rain.
This is the Kaiyuan Temple in ancient ruins. Everything is still the original had the air, it's still devastated, but at every turn in that cliff Banbi hole slot, since the old vermilion and weathering of defective Buddha, but also can be argued out of here, had the glory, since the remaining temple to the cornerstone of the stage, imagine the temples and incense curl of flourished Hui-scene. History has given here a splendid opportunity, and gave wind and rain here, the wash, in the end left a history of meditation.
Temple ruins on the hillside there are many inscriptions, rock carvings. In the temple near the main door of the wall, written a number of "Escape," a category of characters, to show others the Buddhist transcendent state of mind. A heritage conservation on the wall inscriptions that read "ancient ruins Kaiyuan Temple," the words, as if this shows that this place once had the status and dignity.
The face of this piece of collapsed buildings, it is given a lot of inner feelings. This can save the world escape the misery of the Buddha, thousands of years Jinglian their home hospital had not been able to see Hu Zhu, in the years to dump rain in the irresistible, and must say that is a kind of helpless. Buddha is still the case, for the profane person speaking, nothing could be more about the life and death. Now suddenly emerge SARS, no one had expected before, the sudden outbreak of human-dump not also do a disaster. Faced with many unpredictable human disaster, we are the future of how the unknown.
Continue to climb the hill to go on the road throughout the departments and regions, protruding rocks, architecture style, the tone coming out. Everywhere the rocks, bare white loose rough, like lava condensed look. Like a huge rock has been washed of the ginger, adhesion into a large, magnificent with reddish rugged yet a ferocious momentum, giving a distant imagination.
Bump along the rocks that mark embracing the branches cypress, a step by step, climbing up the mountain to come to a height that a huge mountain front of the statue, which is the famous "Buddha head" is also the Kaiyuan Temple Main Hall.
This was founded in 1036 in the Song Dynasty stone Buddha statues, is a 10-meter-high stone Buddha head to sculpture, carved in the hillside chisel made of. I remember when the last term, after wind and rain residue, to the latter part of last century, have been falling to pieces, statues have been destroyed in many parts of the face, the top of the temple has also opened a large hole in, so that Buddha suffered by the sun wind and rain taste. This statue has been fixed now. Side of a stone statue, according to records, this palace in 1993, was rebuilt again to restore the historical to have, and give a solemn and modern human courtesy, of course, become the sustenance best wishes place.
Front of the statue stood, and looked inside the city bathed in the spring, such as the sprouting of new shoots, fresh and hearty, vibrant, has witnessed a scene of germination. In relation to urban mountain to see high winds and Qishuang, relaxed and happy, but also sweep a lot of climbing an arduous journey.
Cell phone rang, a friend returned from afar, is foot of the mountain waiting for us, the real foot of the mountain waiting for us also. The face of SARS epidemic, I think, no matter how much human disaster, we must frankly face the active protest, charge forward, the real savior is our own!
(April 22, 2003)
Author: wangzc
