Little rain.
Baoshan north of the city sitting in front of Ewha Temple kiosk dock, I looked at the smoke in the wind and rain Ewha dock, and my heart is a sweet mood: spring season, the mountainside Ewha open up like a snow hill and dale in general, the mountains are a beautiful pavilion Taiwan pavilion, the poet, under the eaves I Fuqin ... ... This is the first dock on Pear imagination. However, this time in front of me Ewha dock, there is no poetic over the mountain pear bloom: Temple pond with trees in front of antique flavor of the pear, are still waiting to sprout, ear has not melodious Pieces, some rain fall The sibilant, I sat there, waiting, waiting for the rain break early.
Misty rain in the mountain stream, there were numerous sprinkled on the dock of the mountain pear trees, all things ethereal, 9 Long Hill school of the mountains seem to be very quiet, are standing in the rain听风, in the wind listen to the rain. Whole mountain were rain curtain Wei Guo, hillside balcony in the rain a bit vague, but only to be cornices and spire, south no golden Buddha six characters Daoshi extremely eye-catching. Small Ting Wai pond water suffused with ripples, clear water, delicate ripples.
Suddenly, the rain smaller.
Temple continued to be rain and fog shrouded, but added clouds spread the corner of the days in shimmering blue light. I got up and down the stairs a step up board, and the rain is very small, do not seem to stop meant I would walk in swirling in the light rain and wind, is the feeling of wet, wet and slippery stone surface, wet trees, grass, and a bit wet themselves, this wet feeling is that scene in the Qing Ling indispensable. I walk through the temples, Ewha dock is very quiet, perhaps the reason why rain. A hint of sandalwood in the air smell, a religious atmosphere, Shek Mun's couplets and the ubiquitous Stele filled with Zen mysticism, "Spring dock dock Ewha autumn months, in the mountain spring water coming out cloud", the ancients say. Gurgling of water moving rapidly in the wild flowers of the shaded walk through, and then splashed in a casual place to jump out of the formation of a small waterfall, water droplets collide in stone Rene Liu songs sound like a piano, each soon as all the air in the echo loneliness.
Turn in a big circle. I found little pear dock Temple, although Amidst the Rain, the layers of Temple seems a bit mysterious. In the main hall before the platform, I am overlooking the Baoshan City, everything is always in the rain, the silence of heaven and earth seem to have melted into a chaotic color. Somehow, I suddenly think of speed "Pear dock Collection," Wang Xizhi style much like the Orchid Pavilion Preface: "When this spring and Jing-ming, Ye Fang popular in, Ewha snow white, blackbird contention, making stained Cuiwei. Exposure to dock, no iso-Wuling Taoyuan ... ... endlessly rising stack shows, clouds shrouded the mountain circuit switch, water bridges, nine long scenic also. "Such a sight to behold of course, exists only in the realm of literati of the pen, but that this landscape is among the many wonderful also could not be accurately expressed in words: rain slightly hazy, blue mountains, want to come everyone will have different experiences and emotion.
9 Long Hill, the pear-dock Rain in the spring of deep, I walk in a far-reaching picture of the mood seemed to forget everything. The hustle and bustle of earth where there is no trace of traces, and only several more crisp, the birds sing, only to break the silent air, there are many scenes were inadvertently touched me, I think, perhaps because there has always been a where intoxicated people.
Author: xiaorong198
