Linghu

Standing at the foot of the mountain, next to the Virgin Mary Bixia shaping her body, looking at the face of the Virgin with a full moon, listening to the generous and knowledgeable senior brother telling us the familiar grateful story of the local people. The dragon with stone body circling down from the mountain forest on its side, the dragon head seems to welcome visitors from afar to the southeast, and the pine waves on its ears are like flute. Along the broad old steps, I heard the autumn wind slowly between pine trees and bamboos, listened to the faint autumn sound with low eyebrows, picked up the steps and went straight to the top of the tower. Although the autumn scenery has its own charm, I am not willing to appreciate the scenery at this time. Linghu Mountain is located in outang, a millennium ancient town in Dingyuan county, Anhui province. On the top of the mountain, there are Linghu tower and Linghu Temple. Stepping lightly on the stone steps and following the tower, there is a statue of grandma Hei on the fourth floor, with a smile on my face, I stood in front of the statue. In front of me was my grandmother’s face, which had been gone for many years but always flashed in my dream. So her old man’s smile, happiness or sadness, bit by bit, if the spring breeze is like the spring rain, the journey to Linghu mountain in my heart, the deepest harvest is the most beautiful and good emotion of human beings: gratitude. Always doing good deeds can make the world less indifferent and filled with warmth everywhere; Having a grateful heart can also make life warm and peaceful, and make human nature beautiful. Linghu has a surname, because of gratitude: the name of Wei in Spring and Autumn period will save the life of a weak daughter, and at the critical time of fighting in the battlefield, the father of the saved woman has to lay down his life to help her grow grass and trip the enemy general, the reward place is Linghu. And its descendants take fief as their surnames, which is the origin of Linghu. Wei didn’t show his kindness, while the old man engraved his heart of gratitude, reported and answered the report, and wrote a historical story. The descendants of Linghu continued the beautiful talk of filial piety and kindness among thousands of households such as weeping tomb Hall and Boshi Hall. At the end of the Western Han Dynasty, when Wang Ying usurped the throne, Some son Bo, a descendant of Linghu, was persecuted and killed by profiteers because his father was an official. The young boy Bo escaped with the help of honest officials and was exiled to Outang town, ling Hu Zi was young and ambitious in his new year. He was hungry and cold every day but devoted himself to studying hard. Monks on the mountain loved to teach him his studies. Local people sent clothes and food, and there were also local old women and black grandmothers who regarded Zi Bo as their own, take good care of them and help them study their homework at ease every day. However, after Ling Huzi Bo lived up to the expectations of the public and settled his country and became famous, when he went back to the mountain to find grandma HEI and monks in the temple to repay his kindness, he found that the benefactor had passed away. Ling Huzi Bo cried bitterly, tears poured down into the mountain spring, pines and cypresses cried, blue sky and white clouds moved. In order to thank the local elders, Linghu Zibo devoted all his efforts to rebuilding the temple, shaping the black grandma statue and setting up a tower as his ambition. Since then, the local people changed this mountain from Chenzi Mountain to Linghu mountain, and the tower was Linghu tower. Walking down the tower’s steps, there are two Bluestone censors standing in front of the tower. Standing in front of the Furnace, looking back at Linghu tower, with green bricks and green tiles, the sandalwood in the beside furnace is refreshing, looking back at the distant mountains, although it contains autumn, pine and bamboo are still green and beautiful, making people relaxed and happy. The stories of good deeds and gratitude are integrated with the scenery in front of us, which makes people linger on. Thousands of years of vicissitudes are all smiling at black grandma, and all the hardships of the past dynasties are between green mountains and green waters. In front of the tower and in the back of the temple, the hearts of all kinds of good men and women are engraved. Because of the human beauty of giving and receiving, receiving and returning, the soul is purified and sublimated, thus the body and mind seem to be in harmony with the Green Mountains. I reluctantly walked down the broad steps, feeling the legacy of the ancients step by step. The figures of past dynasties walked by the wind, vivid in my mind, or passed on the local culture, or told the vicissitudes of history. In front of the Purple Orchid Pavilion where Linghu Zibo studied hard, I seemed to see Zibo holding books and reading, and the folks put the food and clothing aside and then quietly retreated; when I came to the Xizhao Pavilion, which was specially built by monks in the mountain for the local people to go up the mountain and cut firewood for rest, I saw the people sitting in the pavilion, wiping sweat and drinking water, talking and laughing; I was surprised to fly far away to reflect, A pear flower falls in the evening breeze. This is the beauty of the scenery, but also the peace of mind. Before passing the Statue of Zibo, I bowed deeply, not only for his failure but also for his failure but also for his failure, which made me have this eternal saying, the endless spiritual wealth left to local people and even many descendants. Slowly down, speak softly and slowly. At the foot of the mountain, there was Linghu Mountain Villa in front of us. Yang Liuyi looked down at the blue waves with his head down, and the images were shining over the Wild Goose, which was quiet. Independent under the willow beside the water, listening to the whispers of the local people to me: in fact, we all heard from our ancestors that the black grandmother was not an ordinary person, she was the Virgin Mary of Bixia in the western Heaven. Because she had helped human beings during the retreat, she came to the world as a black grandmother to repay her kindness, so as to help the Fox son to achieve a great cause to spread all living beings, seek a blessing for the common people. Therefore, when we ordinary people do good deeds and do good deeds, the gods in the sky are watching. The beautiful scenery can not be appreciated forever, and the good legend will be continued from generation to generation. The mountain, the water, the tree, and the people all make me feel quiet and beautiful. The leaves drifting and returning to the Earth are to repay the nourishment of the Earth and turn them into spring mud in order to have a more beautiful and colorful spring in the coming year; white clouds are floating in the sky all the time. It is also a gratitude to the nurturing mind of the blue sky to draw beautiful patterns against the blue sky. People here smile sincerely and speak earnestly. The thousand-year-old town Outang is an old revolutionary base area and a major place for military strategists. How many past events and vicissitudes of history have been sold. Although we met each other in war and battle, because of this reincarnation of Grace, the local people have seen, with the heart of gratitude, the body and mind become pure and peaceful; With the idea of doing good from generation to generation, they are friendly and friendly to each other, thus the folk customs are simple and the sky is pure and peaceful; the collective gratitude combined with the thoughts of small people is a great force to promote a prosperous and harmonious society. On the traditional temple fair every year in the ancient town lotus pond, good men and women have been supporting the old and the young one after another for several days. The sound of firecrackers has shocked the world. Vendors from all over the world gather together. The rich local products and resources together with the industrious, it makes the local economy develop rapidly. The flag of the cradle of revolution is here, which should be spread together with the victory. 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