Beijing Temple of Azure Clouds on board when the sun has West Ramp, and sunset's afterglow gradually cleared, my mother and I sit on this mountainside bamboo tea table, valley breeze gently brushed Chating, a cup of tea, water mood, it seems quiet travel outside the fairy world, like reading tea by, listening to the subtle sounds of nature, but also out of the youthful sound of soul. Visitors have been very rare. The ancients said, "Elderly see the world" This was not the capital of the famous monasteries and quiet, in the ancient vigorous the Sala tree, bungeana, ginkgo tree against the backdrop of a more elegant look quiet but to quietly look silent sunset.
Sunset afterglow, in the temple office hillside tea tea, Jimu overlooking the capital, Kyoto, at the moment is like a mirage in the general cloud, clouds, castles, bustling dream. Temple of Azure Clouds Xishan Scenic Area is one of the most beautiful temple, 600 years, the temple along with the changes of history, royal dynasties, but the ruins after several changes in his rebirth, a walk here, pondering the history of the weather, really had to perception, " Since ancient times, everything east, life, Who wake. country is still country, King is no longer current Yan. " Slightly sad, often critical of my mother this time the gray mood of mind I try to use the sun to experience their own life.
I have always been very serious asthma, experienced a death. For some time, almost breathing failure, are particularly decadent despair of life. I am afflicted by illness, almost can not go out, let alone such a feat of climbing. My mother has always encouraged me to keep climbing the mountain of life, encouraged me to write, because there are ordinary people can not see the mountain scenery and moving.
The Temple of Azure Clouds left the deepest impression is the tree springs homes trees, circle of life circle of tree stumps very mark, see it's name to mind as one of the action, a spiritual name - three generations of the tree . The first generation of stumps in the ground, the second generation are dead, give birth to the third generation of ginkgo tree center. Ginkgo Park remains distinctly round die can be argued, God is really great, somewhere, revealed a mysterious message.
I went into the scan, it grows in the rod diameter 1 m thick stubs of trees, up to 17 meters, diameter 50 cm, more than 300 years old already, is said that "three generations of the tree," the beginning of the Huai, listing the years and dry , back to life in the roots of a cypress, but also listing the years and dry, rehabilitation is a ginkgo. Yi Ji tree: a tree whose son scored days, well-known in the governor do not know. Asked the monarch who is accompanied by morning and evening, only the mountainside bubbling spring. Good one, "an exclusive day", with the Sun and the Moon, and good one "I do not know on" do not ask the Red things. Species in several hundred years, its existence is not lonely, mountain springs eternal companion day and night, people laugh a few people came to marble that heart? Think my mom is so maternal, family will always be human first love, long years of unselfish motherly love their fragrance, extending the lives of generation after generation.
At this time, lights have been dark, tea art gallery and put on the Guqin "Guanglingsan." Patrons to observe their quiet moment, Chinese dress, Miss Rose Red Tang suit of tea, is performing the tea ceremony: static air, soup, incense, T devices, hot cup, tea appreciation, investment and tea, wash tea, pouring, and offer tea, smells and watch color, taste, the food ... ...
Solidification time so quietly, and forget the Red, forget yourself, freedom and harmony of the natural heart melt all the Daqian magic, so I execution of a pen on the touch in the red 笺 "Tea" in character : Monthly on the transit of tea leisure, sit Hill gradually realize hundreds of years. To thoroughly transform the cup, good front pomelo Flowers added.
With relatives in a playful, the time seems to stand still, It was not tea, clear drinking mood. A string of laughter Shuang Lang Lang to maneuver in the Temple of Azure Clouds valley, this world as long as thankful, tea into the strength of character, everywhere very border. Climb up the mountain, looking scenery, drink tea. Down time, my mother took some of my favorite tea, also home of the Temple of Azure Clouds and Zen tea warm. Tea culture, but also energy, tea and love, accompanied along the way there is love, each other's hearts warm to each other, healthy and happy life.
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