Picture/text Tian Rougang
The last full moon at the end of this century, several people arrived at Suzhou in Hanshan Temple . Because I have been there before, I thought I could be a half-time tour guide, but the person who has not found out the truth will not speak.
was not here, and I saw the top of Hanshan from afar, but there was no chill at all in the deep winter. In the tranquility, I have never heard of the cry of the black in Zhang Ji's poem. There is a prop next to the new bridge of the river, and the boat is tied with a cable. It is impossible for those who come to have the feeling of loneliness of the traveler. Because this place is a lively place every day, almost no one who comes to Suzhou doesn’t come to Hanshan Temple.
Entered the temple gate. In the side hall on the right side of the Main Hall, there is a statue of the poet Hanshan on the huge lotus seat, with her breasts exposed, her head and bare feet, simple and thick, and a smile. In another side hall, the five hundred arhats statues are carved with camphor wood , and their expressions are very vivid. The Sutra Library behind the Hall is embedded with the stone carvings of " Diamond Sutra " on the wall. It is strong and elegant, and is introduced as a treasure handed down from generation to generation. But people all passed by in a hurry and had no thought of stopping and looking at it.
Our party also hurried out along the corridor. Everyone was looking for the bell tower in a hurry. When they arrived, they saw a two-story small building with a hexagonal black tiles and yellow walls and bright windows. The bell was placed on the second floor. The two-meter-high clock was roughly the thickness of three people holding each other. I have been listening to the bells of Hanshan Temple in a poem for more than a thousand years. The echo of the distant history in the bell seems to be still in my ears. In the bell tower of Hanshan Temple, the "midnight bell" in my heart is also . It has a silent fusion and harmony.
People are taking photos, I don’t know whether to let their figures stay in Hanshan Temple or to take Hanshan Temple away and keep them beside them. Will the poem-like aftertaste of the bell be heard in the future?
Leaving the bell tower, we climbed the temple pagoda. This is a five-story pagoda-shaped wooden pagoda. We have to wear plastic shoe covers to reach it. We have to stop when we reach the third floor. Here you can overlook the entire Hanshan Temple. The corridors and monks' houses of Hanshan Temple are black, and the walls of the main hall and side hall are yellow, but the walls of the stele corridor pavilions and monks' houses are white pink walls, with clear black and white, simple and bright, and unique style.
Hanshan Temple has many steles. Between the stele corridor and pavilions, there are many famous steles of the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, and we all hurriedly passed by. There are several photos taken in front of the poem "Night Mooring of Maple Bridge" written by Yu Yue in the Qing Dynasty. I seized the time and recorded two lines of poems by Kang Youwei in : "The bell has crossed the sea and the clouds, and the maple of the ancient temple of Hanshan Mountain is cold house." (Shop a rubbing)
A few days before New Year’s Eve, there are endless tourists from home and abroad in the museums around Hanshan Temple, and many of them are preparing to ring the bell on New Year’s Eve. At the parking space outside Hanshan Temple, a group of Japanese tourists walked past us. Unbelievable that they were humming a familiar tune: "The moon sets and crows are always the wind and frost of thousands of years... How can you and I repeat yesterday's story today? How can this old boat ticket be boarded your passenger ship?"
It is said that there is a bell ringing ceremony in Hanshan Temple on New Year's Eve, and all tickets for Hanshan Temple New Year's Eve have been sold out.
The street is full of pedestrians and the city is noisy. Except for listening to the bells when everything is silent in the middle of the night, there should be another kind of interest. I stared at the bell tower and thought that these bell sounds will continue to echo in the new century, and the poetic rhyme of this distant bell sound will always be spread in the world.
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