Silent Yulin Authors: Anna
From Anxi to Yulin's bumpy dirt road with a car, small car plug packed crowds endure endure more than ten individuals, the vast land, even donkeys have put away his legs, relying on the four wheels of the horse.
The Qilian Mountain is far from wearing a crown of ice and snow, I wonder if by the grace of the snow, Gobi Desert will be Zhaxian a Tamarix, a pool of water, it is incredible.
Suddenly the earth showing a crack-like valleys, both sides of the rock like Dao Pi ax chop. Subsequently, there is no sign of disappearing, when we get off we find valleys do not know when they appeared. Yulin River Wear valley and over the river shore, shady trees, grass nobody.
We climb the stairs and down, disappear from the horizon, Yachi sunny. Imagine hundreds of kilometers away, the crowd pushing and shoving Mogao look, where only the wind had ears. Guides took out a long list of the key 11 to open a portal leading to the history, hand holding torch lamp in the Host as their ancestors, and we filed into the room like a group of treasure-hunting people. Many inside the cave before the Tang Dynasty murals were covered by later paint, history is always scene after scene is a pity that after just fooling people in the world. Therefore, the cave most of the Tang Dynasty artist ingenuity and elegant is the Song replaced by neat and correct the individual's creative skills into a stylized, and the remaining fine collection of people have been carefully included in the picture, stamps, the Chuan-Yu folk. Buddhism, the solemn, mysterious, and Zen in the dark cave where metamorphosed, sublimation. It is said that on this side of the monks had less than half a meter high cave thinking Zen, Zuo Hua, and buried in the cave; also an unknown craftsman in two months time, unfinished mural of a cave after floating in the air away. Buddhist monks will and artists for the joy, the monk's life and artists sweat, are woven into a grand and distant voices through the time tunnel to shake the grief people.
Often from the law-enforcement, under the eyes of God looking down outside the cave to return to earth, the overall will be a natural and lively and naive. Monks traveled choose this piece of barren land fabric loose Buddha tone, is said to sand the top of the canyon from the Yulin swept away, which is north-south section of Yulin River has become the pulse of life here, when the war had settled into a cave in the 100 thousands of people, Buddhist compassion eyes silently watching this group of displaced beings.
A behind closed doors, one by one prefers to tell the Kouchong attributed to silence. Review glance, seem to have crossed a century of time, the same sun shone with the same Yulin.
Author: anna_d
