Walking in Taihang Mountain Zen Temple Forest Farm, enjoying prose.
Along the winding path in the mountains, drive to the top of the mountain and climb the Guanhai Building. At first glance, the mountains overlap, and the blue waves are as endless as the sea, much like the momentum of Ma Benteng, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. They can't help flying away and singing on the platform: the green hills are surrounded by colorful clouds, and the Ma Benteng is between the green seas. The most important thing is that there is nowhere to be found in the forest. I wonder if I can build a Loulan? However, seemingly thunderous, what I feel most is "softness, harmony and tranquility". The mountains here, like a series of popular curves, have no rock peaks standing on the walls of Wan Ren, nor towering pine trees overlooking the sky, and have been arbitrarily painted on the blue sea and erased. Isn't this the soul of harmony?
The water here is very sweet! Very sweet! Everyone who has drunk it has such enjoyment.
Standing on the maple leaf pavilion in the valley, listening to the warblers, inhaling the fragrance of the jungle, breathing the fresh air, and hearing songs from time to time, how pleasant it is. Bend down, scoop up clear spring water from a faucet by the well, and drink it slowly. How sweet! It coincides with the hot summer day, and a sense of forgiveness goes straight to my heart, how comfortable it is. What a good place to spend the summer!
Walking on the Buddha-worshipping bridge, wandering around the release pond, looking at the green grass under the pond, looking for small fish, but seeing dragonflies or water, or standing on the grass tip, or dancing, how Shu Ran. At this time, poetry can not help but rise-humble room inscription: the mountain is not in the mountain, there is water. The valley is not deep, but it melts when you cry. Alone in the pavilion, looking around the peaks. Xiangyun fills the air and the sea is heavy. The leaves are intoxicating and colorful butterflies are dancing on the screen. Pass bells and drums from time to time and listen to Zen. No noise, no worries and relaxation. Laughing and smelling the beautiful scenery, looking at Hong Fei happily. Forget the cloud: "Enjoy it".
This is a natural oxygen bar, and tourists are amazed.
The air is clear, the oxygen is heavy, and it is fragrant and elegant everywhere, which makes people leisurely intoxicated. Walking on the trail, accompanied by small yellow, blue, red and purple wildflowers, bees are fascinated by butterflies, and the aroma attacks people, making people look back and worry. Take it off if you are not celibate, weave a wreath and wear it with beautiful women. Looking at the ants rushing along the way, I can't bear to leave. Along the way, the trees were shaded, the pines burst and the cicadas sang beautifully, and I almost forgot myself. Along the way, the beautiful women talked and laughed and rushed to take pictures, which was very comfortable. Fear of leopards and wild animals is alarmist. But I still stop and wait from time to time to be a good companion. The crutch in your hand can not only reduce fatigue, but also prevent problems before they happen. At this time, my heart is full of the feeling that "the meaning of drunkenness is not in wine", and I also have a pity for jade. Still bitter brewing: Yingying is particularly good under the tree-lined trees. The wind was blowing and the flowers were moving, and suddenly I saw Jade Man coming.
There are many beautiful legends left here, which can be traced.
Listening to Zhao She Camp, Queting, Racecourse and other past events, people can't help but think of the ancient gongs and drums, imagine the ancient battlefield, imagine the banner that covered the sun, imagine that thousands of troops and horses shouted together, and add a sense of pride. They can't help but mourn the past and think about the present-remembering the fairy posture: remembering the past alone and counting the hunting parks in the spring and autumn. Who is making waves? Who is a romantic figure? Stay, stay and see the Kowloon Monument.
There is a Zen temple here, hence the name of the forest farm.
The temple is backed by green hills and faces Xitan. It is a treasure trove of geomantic omen and a quiet place, which is desirable. Splendid palaces, worshipping Buddha, the sound of wooden fish, awakened Zen couplets, bell and drum towers, stone forests and ancient trees all affect people's mood. What is particularly ingenious is that the pot-bellied Buddha and the patron saint of the Four Heavenly Kings enshrined in the South Temple echo Kannonji (Pavilion) not far away, which climbs dozens of stone steps through the Buddha Bridge and Zhenwu Pavilion and is guarded by the Four Heavenly Kings. It's really amazing. It's amazing. Can't help but fill in the [double tone. Narcissus takes the laurel fold order] and chants: [Narcissus] The Wukong Gate of the Zen Temple, sandalwood three pillars worship God. I am so stupid that I concentrate on dust removal, but I also pray for future generations. I wonder if you listen to the truth? Ask from the heart: but it seems to smell, just look at the sculpture. [Folding laurel order] Participating in Buddha is like a cloud of smoke, and it is hard to find between thoughts. The voice of a song, a Sanskrit, is everywhere There is a saying that shallow ponds are easy to mud, and mud is more difficult to wash. But don't be depressed. Only when I understand Guanyin, the rain falls.
When I leave, I still miss you. If the host wants to ask for advice and recommendations. Answer: As long as the plane trees are well planted, why not come to Fengyi? As long as the temple is built, why not come to the monk? Smile.