Climbing up the stone steps carved by the ancients, there is a hole in the ground. The land gods sitting in the grottoes look solemn under the protection of the gods on both sides. I bow down devoutly, and the five-story stone pagoda standing on my right hand side adds a bit of solemnity to the cave.
In Guandi Cave, Guan Gong sits. He lights a book at night, holding a book in his right hand and twisting his beard in his left hand. Zhou Cang carrying dragon crescent moon blade behind him, GuanPing Shuaiyin in hand. On the right side of the stone wall, there is the Yijing scene of Taoyuan Sanjie, where Liu, Guan and Feng put wine in the wind and drank empty jars. The three good horses on the stake jumped as if to break free from the reins. On the right is the killing scene of Lu Bu in the Three British Wars. I heard the long hiss of horses and saw the dust raised by hooves.
When I stepped into Wenchang Cave, I suddenly felt a kind of piety, and I bowed down. Sitting in the middle is Wen Quxing. The boys on both sides, as well as the god on the left wall and the god with a brush on the right wall, make me afraid to look straight. I wonder if I can put some paper money into the merit box to buy back some literary spirit.
The God of Wealth is sitting in the cave of God of Wealth, and the "good luck" and "profit market" in the hands of young people on both sides and the gold ingots piled up in Huang Cancan on the cornucopia are really exciting. It is a lotus fairy enshrined in Erxian Cave. Dancing bats and floating clouds bring people to a cool world. Niangniang Cave is dedicated to Niangniang, who sits on the beast with kind eyes. The child on his knee is gentle and lovely, and twelve children on the left wall are playing with big fish.
After 2 18 steps, I came to the Jade Emperor Cave. The jade emperor looked solemn, with three celestial officials standing on each side, magnificent.
Finally climbed to the top of Guan Feng. Wangjiangge is breezy, and the modern Danfeng County has a panoramic view. Five jade belts are like a staff. Staggered buildings are embedded in jade belts near or far, and expressways, national highways 3 12 and train tracks extend far away. In the distance, the Danjiang River shines in the sun, the winding mountain road winds to the heel, the whistle and motor sound are endless, five jade belts crawl, cars fly and the river flows. This is the spectacular scene of Guanfeng Mountain, and all the other mountains look short under the sky. After reaching the peak.
In Laojun Cave, Taishang Laojun holds Artest Chitu fan in his right hand and recites incantations in his left hand. On the right wall is Zhou Zheng's seal script, and on the right wall is a statue riding an ox. There are many Buddha statues in Foye Cavern, and there are two gods holding Strafe swords at the door, which are sacred and inviolable. It is with their protection that the gods in the cave can get peace.
It's cute to hang a gourd ladle at the mouth of the cave and go into the hole. On the right is a stone jar, and on the wall is Zhou Menglin's poem "Autumn Going to Jiguan Mountain in Longju Village" in Ming Dynasty. The four characters "beyond things" on the back wall of the main hall suddenly give people an open mind beyond things. When a guqin was put on the table in the hall, although there were no strings, a clear sound was heard. This voice comes from ancient times, oh, it's Han law, rich and elegant. ...
I listened to the melody of guqin, and my impetuous heart became calm. For thousands of years, the gods in the grottoes have been sitting quietly on the mountain, but they still maintain that tranquility. Liu Yuxi said, "The mountain is not high, and the fairy is famous." The beauty of Guanshan Mountain has made Feng Dan's landscape, and many gods have endowed the people on both sides of Danshui River with wisdom.
Looking at the sunset glow hanging obliquely halfway up the mountain, I didn't want to leave for a long time. ...
Sensory golden canyon
In late spring, the breeze is blowing gently and the fragrance is overflowing. On a sunny day, I once again came to the Golden Silk Canyon, which I have been to countless times, to relive the deep Jing Ya in my hometown.
Different from the past, today I came with the kindness of Mr. Jin Xin, Director Gu Huhu, and signed the book "Where Dreams Start". The literary dream begins at Jinsixia. Green hills are not old, streams often flow, and time flies. I come here every now and then to find my dreams, accumulate artistic self-restraint and gradually enrich my feelings.
Many times, I walk in front of the scenic spot with tourists from afar, and they enter the valley, shouting and sighing. This is not just caused by laziness. Every time I visit scenic spots in other places, I often meet tour guides who interpret the small house in the corner of the ancient house as "the place where the beauty is hidden" and even disdain the fabricated legends. You get the taste of tea and the scenery is rewarded. The environment is created by the heart. Because of the different knowledge and mood, the image reflected in the bottom of my heart is also very different. When Fan Zhongyan boarded Yueyang Tower, he had the heroic spirit of "carefree, leaving wine in the wind" and the sigh of "returning to his hometown, worrying and sneering", which was completely different.
Every time I enter the valley, I will worship in front of the Buddha statue holding a clean bottle to dust under Shiyan's mouth. The courtesy in the dream, the gods must have comforted my body and mind, without panic and depression. Galloping in the ocean of art and trudging on rugged terrain, the road will lead to a distant place under the guidance of the blessings of the gods.
Gu Teng, who is still climbing the mountain, witnessed the moment of holding hands with his wife. Lush green leaves and steep rocks will not stop the climb. Show that people are firm and tenacious and go forward bravely. If Ma Zhiyuan sets foot here, the gentle words of Tianjingsha will no longer be the desolation of "withered vines and old trees".
The photo of the "moon" brought back by my son is really amazing. The background color is slightly darker, highlighting the first quarter moon. I once stood in front of Moon Cave and lamented her magic, but it was not as real as it is now. God's uncanny workmanship has endowed mankind with artistic wisdom and pushed the beauty of the canyon to the extreme.
I like swimming in the Qing Dynasty. I often sit on the stone pier, and the wet moss marks have penetrated into my heart. I close my eyes and meditate. Although I can't achieve the tranquility when the monks sit quietly, I leave behind the complexity of life and the noise of philistinism, listening to the tinkling of springs and singing birds and flowers. ...
I also like the thunder of Shuangxi Waterfall. Standing in front of the stream will always bring a shock to the soul. The bamboo raft floating in the Gulf Stream is still shaking, carrying playful laughter. I used to walk through the beauty on the bamboo raft in the corner with my lens, and it is still beautiful at this time. ...
Thrushcross sang the tune of Guanshan, and poured out of Jingmen with the crowd. My good friend Feng Xin took me into the performance hall of Jinsixia International Hotel, with colorful spotlights, magnificent background and loud singing. I can't tell whether I am in a canyon or an illusion, because the songs I sing, the scenery I play and the songs I play are all golden canyons, and my body and mind are completely integrated into the canyon.
On the way back to the station, I began to worry about the health of the farmers at the foot of the slope. The hateful shopkeeper moved my nest to that farmhouse because I didn't pay the deposit. During the May Day Golden Week, the canyon was already crowded with people, and the shopkeeper wanted to make a good price. Feng Xin robbed the shopkeeper, so I can still understand the shopkeeper's difficulties.
That farmer is making cold rice noodles. There are two piles of cold rice noodles in the boiling iron pot without much effort. This kind of farm food without any additives is sold to tourists through the canteen in front. I asked the couple why they didn't mix together and sell them directly to tourists. The farmer lamented that there was no facade room in the square, so it was enough to sell it to the canteen to earn a little money after processing.
The farmer cleaned the room I wanted to live in and climbed the earth building. For the cheap income of this 20 yuan bed, the family is willing to move upstairs to bear the hardness of the board.
It was already midnight when I was lying in bed, and it was always difficult for Chai Men to fall asleep without locking it. The farmers next door are still working nervously, and it is very easy for the family to talk and laugh. This is the opportunity brought by tourism. My mind is full of the beauty of the canyon, the figure of tourists jostling with each other and the happiness when signing the sale, as well as the enthusiasm and thoughtfulness of friends such as Feng Xin. I can't guess what the dream will be like tonight. ...
Forget it.
It's late at night, it's already deep, and the rumble of the train runs over the silence and rushes into the distance, and my thoughts extend with the tracks. Looking at the moon hanging in mid-air, it was still there at first. Follow the car. I didn't feel the train moving. I only saw the moon passing by the peak, sometimes avoiding branches and sometimes climbing out of the clouds. Even the long tunnel failed to get rid of her beautiful image and move on.
With this month, I didn't feel the loneliness of the journey, shook off the package of memories and took stock of the full past. I didn't take the oath under the bright party banner, which has something to do with the hair that wobbled with the tail of the production captain when I was a child. I have never been addicted to inaugural speeches. I organize the upper and lower documents to be the person in charge of the unit. The most prosperous time was when I was removed from my post. The document actually "removed the post of deputy director", which was more or less one level higher than when I took office, although I exercised the power of the director. Born without a foreign financial life, the welfare lottery only won 5 yuan, which is destined to be the life of bees. Many friends say that hanging my name can bring good luck, hanging my name in the house, doing business on the doorframe and making a fortune in officialdom! I'm sure it has nothing to do with me. They all make their own money and manage themselves. I have my own words hanging in the office and the living room. How can I get by eating noodles in the morning and evening? My daughter-in-law was still complaining the day before yesterday, saying that I had money and wouldn't send myself. ...
After getting off the platform, I left the bag of memories on the luggage rack and disappeared into the vast night sky as the train drifted away.