On the last day of their trip, they went to Hanshan Temple
Hanshan Temple, one of the famous ancient temples, is adjacent to Fengqiao and has a history of more than 1,500 years.
In front of the West Gate is the ancient road of the Grand Canal, a stone arch bridge similar to the Maple Bridge is quietly mounted on the river surface.
The bright yellow screen wall is engraved with three big characters Hanshan Temple, which looks unusually grand.
Song Yiran knows little about Buddhist culture, only knows that the Buddhist purity is pure, and cannot take photos casually, especially Buddha statues, and there are also sayings such as "no stepping on the threshold" and "one on the left and the other side of the man and the woman on the right side".
Entering the solemn ancient temple, people gradually became quiet under the peaceful Buddhist temple. They calmed down and dared not disrespect.
In fact, Chen Muyang was not happy to come to the temple before. First, he felt that these things were superstitious, and second, he felt guilty.
The Buddha statue's narrowed smile seems to be able to see through all worldly thoughts. Everyone's good and bad thoughts seem to be able to be spy on one by one.
But Song Yiran thought differently from him. She wanted to invite incense and worship Buddha. Although she also felt guilty, she wanted to burn incense devoutly. In addition to telling the Bodhisattva about things that are not easy to talk about by others, she also wanted to pray sincerely for the future, whether for work, their relationship, or for the health of her parents.
Song Yiran saw that he seemed unwilling to invite incense and worship Buddha, so she smiled and asked: What's wrong? Do you think I'm superstitious?
No... he shook his head
Humph, forget it, who said I am my sister? If you don’t want to go, just stay here obediently. The whole family can just send a representative. After saying that, she smiled gently and quickly went to the incense place to invite her.
Chen Muyang stared at the back of her running and flipping through her wallet a few meters away, and let out a helpless but happy sigh: You are really devoted to it.
He stood in the center, facing the main hall, looking around, and saw a two-story building with flying eaves and corners not far away. If you look a little bit away, you can find the ancient clock on the second floor
After thinking about it, this is probably the bell tower, the landmark building of Hanshan Temple. It is said that the people of Suzhou will hear the bell ringing at midnight on the last day of each year, and at the same time, they will bless the next year with peace and happiness.
Peace and happiness... He murmured to himself, wandered for a while, then withdrew his gaze to search for her figure
Song Yiran is young and has never done anything about burning incense and worshiping Buddha. Now, like an apprentice who has just entered the door, he respectfully asked the aunt who sells incense.
The aunt was playing a gentle Wu Mandarin and taught her step by step. She pointed her index finger flexibly and told her everything she was noted. Song Yiran quickly turned her head and wrote down her words, nodding while slapping.
Sister, you came alone?
The short-haired aunt looked at the young girl curiously. When she saw her broken hair stuck to her forehead due to sweat, she couldn't help but sigh, Huang Meitian was so depressed, everyone was so angry that you ran to burn incense alone?
Song Yiran smiled embarrassedly: No, my boyfriend came with me, but he didn't seem to believe this
Are you here specifically?
She shook her head: I'm here to visit Suzhou, how can I not come to Hanshan Temple? After saying that, she glanced at the merit box placed next to her, took out some change from her pocket and stuffed it in.
The aunt said again: You are still young, I see many little girls or young men come with their parents.
Song Yiran smiled without saying a word, took the incense candle and thread in her hand, and went to the incense burner outside to lit the incense candle, then raised it to the height of her forehead, closed her eyes, quietly expressed her wish to the Buddha and Bodhisattva, bowed three devoutly, and then prayed four directions in turn, inserted the incense candle into the incense candle.
After burning the incense again, I repeated the movement just now, and finally stood in front of the incense burner, looking at the incense lit by myself, quietly folded his hands and placed them in front of his mouth, his lips slightly twitched, as if he was talking to himself, but he was silent.
Chen Muyang quietly took her every move not far away, but his legs were uncontrollably moving and walked towards her step by step. The faint summer breeze was mixed with damp heat and whispered on his face. The closer he got to the incense burner, the more indescribable sourness floated on his chest.
The pungent smell of scented ash gradually came. After she put down her hands, she gently patted her shoulder.
Song Yiran shouted and turned her head, and was stunned for a moment, and then she let out a short laugh: You obviously didn't believe in Buddhism and were unhappy to do such things.
He shrugged, OK, OK, I'll defeat you, He asked curiously: What wish did you make just now?
She immediately made a gesture of silence: I can't tell others this, I can only know it myself. This is the secret between you and the Bodhisattva, and it won't work if you say it.
Since that's the case, I'll buy incense too
No, you can't use the word "buy", you need to use "please" and call it "please love"
When the aunt saw a tall, lean and solid boy next to Song Yiran, and the two of them were intimate, she frowned and asked her: Don’t your boyfriend believe this?
Song Yiran quietly lowered her head and said: He believed it again, a fickle man
Chen Muyang, who had sharp ears, had heard it for a long time. He hooked the corners of his mouth and paid for it with peace of mind.
He raised the incense and candle and prayed to the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas from all directions.
Bodhisattva bless me, I hope she and I can continue to be safe and happy like this. Thank you Bodhisattva
***
The memories of the following travel were a bit vague for Chen Muyang. In addition to the famous stone tablets and Guanyin Peak of Hanshan Temple, his last impression was that Song Yiran was very focused and listened to a tour guide's introduction to Hanshidian, and excitedly wanted to hold hands with him and walk around Hanshidian.
He didn't understand why, so Song Yiran shook his arm and acted coquettishly. Let's go around, let's go around, okay?
Chen Muyang would not refuse her. She held the palm of her hand and walked slowly around the two bright golden Buddha statues. She seemed to have fulfilled a wish and smiled happily at the two golden Buddhas.
In a trance, a female tour guide's crisp and loud voice came into his ears like a wind chime.
Han refers to Hanshanzi; Shi, Shi, Hanshanzi and Shide are two eminent monks of the Tang Dynasty. They were later named the two immortals of Hehe by the emperor. Hanshan was holding lotus flowers, and Shide was holding bottles.
Next, the tour guide will lead you to walk to Hanshi Hall together. There are rules when walking, one is not going to the middle door, but to walk on both sides; two is not going to cross the threshold; three, if family members are with them and walk with their families, family harmony will be prosperous. If couples walk together, everyone can hold hands and walk around, because the "harmony and harmony two immortals" is a marriage Buddha, which blesses the two of them for a hundred years and will never be separated.
He fiddled with her hair a few times, and the corners of his mouth raised, so that's what Ah
Song Yiran nodded and admitted with a smile: To Ah, the marriage is so effective
Back at S City High-speed Railway Station, they got off the train and saw the afterglow of the sunset falling on the tracks, and the golden light shone all over the ground on the platform.
Song Yiran stared at the sunset in a daze. Chen Muyang reached out to her and shook her a few times. Song Yiran came to her senses, then sighed, and smiled helplessly: I am about to start work when I go back, and suddenly I want to go back four years ago...
Then you have to take all the exams again
She suddenly felt hoarse and glanced at him, "It's better to go to work..."
Hanshan Temple, one of the famous ancient temples, is adjacent to Fengqiao and has a history of more than 1,500 years.
In front of the West Gate is the ancient road of the Grand Canal, a stone arch bridge similar to the Maple Bridge is quietly mounted on the river surface.
The bright yellow screen wall is engraved with three big characters Hanshan Temple, which looks unusually grand.
Song Yiran knows little about Buddhist culture, only knows that the Buddhist purity is pure, and cannot take photos casually, especially Buddha statues, and there are also sayings such as "no stepping on the threshold" and "one on the left and the other side of the man and the woman on the right side".
Entering the solemn ancient temple, people gradually became quiet under the peaceful Buddhist temple. They calmed down and dared not disrespect.
In fact, Chen Muyang was not happy to come to the temple before. First, he felt that these things were superstitious, and second, he felt guilty.
The Buddha statue's narrowed smile seems to be able to see through all worldly thoughts. Everyone's good and bad thoughts seem to be able to be spy on one by one.
But Song Yiran thought differently from him. She wanted to invite incense and worship Buddha. Although she also felt guilty, she wanted to burn incense devoutly. In addition to telling the Bodhisattva about things that are not easy to talk about by others, she also wanted to pray sincerely for the future, whether for work, their relationship, or for the health of her parents.
Song Yiran saw that he seemed unwilling to invite incense and worship Buddha, so she smiled and asked: What's wrong? Do you think I'm superstitious?
No... he shook his head
Humph, forget it, who said I am my sister? If you don’t want to go, just stay here obediently. The whole family can just send a representative. After saying that, she smiled gently and quickly went to the incense place to invite her.
Chen Muyang stared at the back of her running and flipping through her wallet a few meters away, and let out a helpless but happy sigh: You are really devoted to it.
He stood in the center, facing the main hall, looking around, and saw a two-story building with flying eaves and corners not far away. If you look a little bit away, you can find the ancient clock on the second floor
After thinking about it, this is probably the bell tower, the landmark building of Hanshan Temple. It is said that the people of Suzhou will hear the bell ringing at midnight on the last day of each year, and at the same time, they will bless the next year with peace and happiness.
Peace and happiness... He murmured to himself, wandered for a while, then withdrew his gaze to search for her figure
Song Yiran is young and has never done anything about burning incense and worshiping Buddha. Now, like an apprentice who has just entered the door, he respectfully asked the aunt who sells incense.
The aunt was playing a gentle Wu Mandarin and taught her step by step. She pointed her index finger flexibly and told her everything she was noted. Song Yiran quickly turned her head and wrote down her words, nodding while slapping.
Sister, you came alone?
The short-haired aunt looked at the young girl curiously. When she saw her broken hair stuck to her forehead due to sweat, she couldn't help but sigh, Huang Meitian was so depressed, everyone was so angry that you ran to burn incense alone?
Song Yiran smiled embarrassedly: No, my boyfriend came with me, but he didn't seem to believe this
Are you here specifically?
She shook her head: I'm here to visit Suzhou, how can I not come to Hanshan Temple? After saying that, she glanced at the merit box placed next to her, took out some change from her pocket and stuffed it in.
The aunt said again: You are still young, I see many little girls or young men come with their parents.
Song Yiran smiled without saying a word, took the incense candle and thread in her hand, and went to the incense burner outside to lit the incense candle, then raised it to the height of her forehead, closed her eyes, quietly expressed her wish to the Buddha and Bodhisattva, bowed three devoutly, and then prayed four directions in turn, inserted the incense candle into the incense candle.
After burning the incense again, I repeated the movement just now, and finally stood in front of the incense burner, looking at the incense lit by myself, quietly folded his hands and placed them in front of his mouth, his lips slightly twitched, as if he was talking to himself, but he was silent.
Chen Muyang quietly took her every move not far away, but his legs were uncontrollably moving and walked towards her step by step. The faint summer breeze was mixed with damp heat and whispered on his face. The closer he got to the incense burner, the more indescribable sourness floated on his chest.
The pungent smell of scented ash gradually came. After she put down her hands, she gently patted her shoulder.
Song Yiran shouted and turned her head, and was stunned for a moment, and then she let out a short laugh: You obviously didn't believe in Buddhism and were unhappy to do such things.
He shrugged, OK, OK, I'll defeat you, He asked curiously: What wish did you make just now?
She immediately made a gesture of silence: I can't tell others this, I can only know it myself. This is the secret between you and the Bodhisattva, and it won't work if you say it.
Since that's the case, I'll buy incense too
No, you can't use the word "buy", you need to use "please" and call it "please love"
When the aunt saw a tall, lean and solid boy next to Song Yiran, and the two of them were intimate, she frowned and asked her: Don’t your boyfriend believe this?
Song Yiran quietly lowered her head and said: He believed it again, a fickle man
Chen Muyang, who had sharp ears, had heard it for a long time. He hooked the corners of his mouth and paid for it with peace of mind.
He raised the incense and candle and prayed to the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas from all directions.
Bodhisattva bless me, I hope she and I can continue to be safe and happy like this. Thank you Bodhisattva
***
The memories of the following travel were a bit vague for Chen Muyang. In addition to the famous stone tablets and Guanyin Peak of Hanshan Temple, his last impression was that Song Yiran was very focused and listened to a tour guide's introduction to Hanshidian, and excitedly wanted to hold hands with him and walk around Hanshidian.
He didn't understand why, so Song Yiran shook his arm and acted coquettishly. Let's go around, let's go around, okay?
Chen Muyang would not refuse her. She held the palm of her hand and walked slowly around the two bright golden Buddha statues. She seemed to have fulfilled a wish and smiled happily at the two golden Buddhas.
In a trance, a female tour guide's crisp and loud voice came into his ears like a wind chime.
Han refers to Hanshanzi; Shi, Shi, Hanshanzi and Shide are two eminent monks of the Tang Dynasty. They were later named the two immortals of Hehe by the emperor. Hanshan was holding lotus flowers, and Shide was holding bottles.
Next, the tour guide will lead you to walk to Hanshi Hall together. There are rules when walking, one is not going to the middle door, but to walk on both sides; two is not going to cross the threshold; three, if family members are with them and walk with their families, family harmony will be prosperous. If couples walk together, everyone can hold hands and walk around, because the "harmony and harmony two immortals" is a marriage Buddha, which blesses the two of them for a hundred years and will never be separated.
He fiddled with her hair a few times, and the corners of his mouth raised, so that's what Ah
Song Yiran nodded and admitted with a smile: To Ah, the marriage is so effective
Back at S City High-speed Railway Station, they got off the train and saw the afterglow of the sunset falling on the tracks, and the golden light shone all over the ground on the platform.
Song Yiran stared at the sunset in a daze. Chen Muyang reached out to her and shook her a few times. Song Yiran came to her senses, then sighed, and smiled helplessly: I am about to start work when I go back, and suddenly I want to go back four years ago...
Then you have to take all the exams again
She suddenly felt hoarse and glanced at him, "It's better to go to work..."
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