Meet the heavenly queen

Bow down, burn incense, burn paper money, and after worshipping the heavenly queen, I went down the mountain; I rode my bike slowly along the winding mountain road, enjoying the distant scenery and feeling the refreshing breeze, and I was in a very happy mood.

My family does not worship the gods in the temple, but only the ancestors in the ancestral hall. I never worship every temple. Where do I worship? How to worship? I know nothing about it; I also have the idea of learning to worship God.

When I was chatting in the parking lot, an aunt mentioned that she wanted to go to the Queen Mother Building to pick Myrtle. Empress Dowager House is a place name, named after Empress Dowager Temple. Temples are spiritual. Everyone knows that place, and even many people from other provinces come here. The temple is surrounded by myrtles all over the mountains. Whenever the fruit is ripe, many people will pick it, some for wine and some for money. Not only can I pray for the blessing of the Queen Mother, but I can also eat myrtle under the clouds, enjoy the blue sky and white clouds and overlook "My Mountain". What a pleasure! I joined the team and decided to start at once after discussion.

The Empress Dowager Hall is being rebuilt, and the Empress Dowager and other gods have moved to the temporary hall.

I followed my aunt in. Kneel three times and worship three times. Men and women worship in a slightly different way. Start with the queen mother in the middle, repeat three times, bow down, then worship the idol on the right, and finally worship the idol on the left. When I came out, I was ashamed of my clumsy hands and feet. My aunt comforted me and said, "Young people will not be normal. Just worship a few more times. "

We picked up the prepared plastic bags and walked up the hillside, only to be told that it was the third batch of people who came to pick Myrtle today. What? The third batch? It's only been morning 10? Looking at Mertel's sweaty aunt and her full shoulder bag, and looking at the plastic bag in her hand, I feel a little redundant. At first, I ate while picking, and then I stopped eating. It took me a long time to get around 1 kg. Looking at the "battlefield" where the cup has been swept away, I am discouraged. In the afternoon 1, we went down the mountain hungry.

Later, I went there twice, learned to burn incense, pour tea and pray, and donated money to rebuild the Queen Mother's Temple.