Exquisite Prose: Daimiao Spring Festival Activities
It is foggy this day. Daimiao has just stopped the policy of free tickets for the Spring Festival, and there are a lot fewer people playing, some of them are deserted, but with the fog, they have a different artistic conception.
First, the city wall, the west and south city walls were seriously damaged, and some obvious cracks appeared. In some places, the wall bricks are slowly falling off, but there are still cars leaning against the wall at will. Is it bad public security or personal quality?
Enter from the back door, first the back garden, and then the old trees that are as gloomy as iron branches and vigorous as Gu Zhuo. Because it is winter, most of the leaves of the trees have fallen off and the scars are obvious. Looking up or down, all the bark is falling off, showing traces of time in the potholes, and some trees' hearts.
It has rotted and become a hollow, but there are still new branches. Some old trees just hang a sign and have no protective railings. I don't know if those potholes were damaged by yesterday's wind or the result of a touch of my hand. The bark of a big tree is the most important protection against the cold. When lamenting the vitality of the old tree, please let go of the hand that wants to touch the aura for the old tree!
Further inside, the greenhouse is protected by colorful colors, with a little red in solemnity.
On the other hand, most of them are potted plants, but there are also some disproportionate Pinaceae and Cupressaceae. Those plants that stand proudly, firmly and upright, let them take root in the earth and absorb the natural aura of heaven and earth. Why put them in a small pot and tie themselves up?
Through the threshold of the nave, there is something similar to lighting in front of the door. Exquisite carving, but also serious wear and tear. Besides, he's been through too much. Will someone light up during the revolution?
I ran to the place where I remembered painting the wall, but I got a wall painted with flour. Blame your own memory, but shake your head painfully. Think about the murals in the Heavenly Palace. Without any protective measures, they are all exposed to the air and left to their own devices. Although the murals are basically intact so far, if one day, the climate is seriously abnormal, I can't bear to think about it and feel gloomy!
In the East Throne, there are railings on both sides of the dormitory. Try to look in with your head open every time. Finally, now that I am taller, I am obsessed with looking at the so-called emperor's dormitory and thinking to myself. It's just that some aunts in my ears have been tearing their voices to let me sit in the dragon chair and take pictures. The majesty of the emperor's family was immediately dispelled by greetings and disappeared into the fog. The same is true of the Heavenly Palace. The surrounding businesses enthusiastically attract tourists, not afraid of the oppression of Wolong.
In Yuhua Road Courtyard, the forest of steles that I longed for most when I was a child became desolate. Is there a monument or a stone lying in the distance? Looking at them from a distance, I can't lift my feet and take a step to explore.
Dai Temple, originally a symbol of the emperor, has a strong cultural heritage. Its architectural layout is designed according to religious needs and Miyagi pattern, forming a unique style of clear division, orderly primary and secondary, solemn and simple, and integrating solemnity, solemnity and deep, elegance and simple through the change of architectural space. However, today's Dai Temple, because of these, is solemn, solemn, deep and elegant, and has become a memory. I think how to change all this and restore the solemnity, solemnity, profundity and elegance of Dai Temple is not only the responsibility of individuals, but the responsibility of the whole society!