These words are 5 years ago in Sichuan play when I wrote, last night before and after repeatedly read 3 times, feel that now I can not write this kind of words.

In the past five years, I have been busy with my work, shuttling between the company, apartment and hometown. In order to earn money for the family, for the family children, for the mortgage, for promotion and salary, in order to dream and distant, every day is busy, even on weekends.

But why does the more you run, the more you feel insecure? Why to start work frequently love to use my brain, want to recant originally busy enrich oneself heart, but heart always feel to lack what point however? Should we stop hurrying, slow down and enjoy the scenery around us.

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Light rain today, I slept well last night, although very wet, but not cold, October season, everywhere is wet.

With light rain, umbrella from surd cabinet downward along the way, the dense fog, is like concealed, peaks in the every walk a different vegetation, nature guifushengong: bamboo as inserted in the cliffs, stand tall and straight and tall green trees on the mountainside, a layer of green, administrative levels feels dye-in-the-wood, careful see, bamboo is different, each layer of different trees.

A stream, now quiet and now lively, ran along the foot of the hill.

We walked all the way to wuxianggang bus station, ride up the mountain. From here to the top of the lei Dongping station a winding mountain road, safety belt to fasten.

Choose a window seat and have a good view of the road. The road is built according to the mountain, the distance to see mount Emei where is green, close to see to see a piece of neat stone, natural or human cut neat, to the road to shelter from wind and rain.

Moss on the order of green, grass into shade green. There are two narrow drains on the left and right sides of the highway, where moss is dense and seriously growing. Above the ditch there was dense vegetation, and unless there were stones everywhere was green: light green, dark green, green, green, dark green spread all the way.

After the rain in October, Mount Emei was only four to five degrees Celsius, outdoor than indoor, the window was slowly blocked by the fog line of sight, the car walked about 40 minutes to mount Emei service area. Emei is 3,099 meters high, and yesterday’s Qingyin Pavilion is about 710 meters high. Now the car is only halfway up the hill, there is still an hour to drive to the 2,430 meters of Lei Dongping bus station.

Winding mountain road enough breathtaking, the driver master bold enough. After a few sharp turns I stopped looking out the window, and my little heart couldn’t stand it. He checked his seat belt again, closed his eyes and took a nap. It was a long ride.

After an unknown amount of time, the car pulled up and the rest of us were woken up by the driver.

Get off, set out from Leidongping, along the lead hill, the tree from green to yellow, rain and eager up. Umbrellas, ponchos, shoe covers and bamboo poles accompany tourists up and down the mountain road.

After five minutes of walking, there was a clear sign saying, “Don’t mess with monkeys.” The monkeys here are a different breed from the Monkey Mountain biome. Monkeys also molest tourists and grab food. Mount Emei is said to have three families of monkeys, each occupying a territory.

After walking a few steps, everyone in front of us was taking pictures and videos with their cell phones, indicating there must be a monkey here. Don’t, a sister defenseless, plastic bag with a banana and a bottle of mineral water, the little monkey forward, climb to the sister, flash, body to a fake action, robbed plastic bags under the eyes, technique skilled the mineral water turned out of the bag, carry bag with a banana takes away, This set of combination down really hit the sister meng, stay in situ did not dare to move, see the monkey go far to pick up mineral water.

After all, it is “monkey lay scholar”, we are not convenient to stop, let him go, make the side of the tourists laugh, have taken pictures and videos.

No wonder emei mountain lampshade, stone bridge engraved are monkeys: cute, naughty, there is no tiger in the mountain, Monkey King.

Go straight ahead, about 15 minutes to the entrance of the mountain ropeway.

It was so foggy today that there was only one car on the ropeway, and there were nearly 100 people in it. It took only 2 minutes to reach the top of the mountain without seeing any scenery.

Out of the ropeway holding an umbrella to walk quickly, want to quickly see the “four sides of the Universal Bodhisattva”. The fog is too big, did not see the Bodhisattva, first smelled a fragrance.

On the left and right sides of the puxian Bodhisattva temple, there are elephants carrying ruyi and Falun respectively. A huge incense burner and incense burner stand nearly four or five hundred meters apart facing the hall.

Pack up, hold incense, light incense, pray, incense, insert incense burner.

Fog is getting bigger and bigger, in the incense burner here can only vaguely see the statue of Bodhisattva Puxian. Up the two steps, the view became clear, magnificent and solemn. The whole body is golden, dense in the fog, full of Buddha spirit, even in rainy days, to see such a Buddha statue is immediately in awe of the heart.

At the foot of Puxian Bodhisattva, tourists took pictures.

After that, everyone from the main entrance, clockwise along the main hall to pray for a week, back to the main entrance.

The main hall is dedicated to Sakyamuni Buddha, the inner hall is round, surrounded by various enterprises dedicated Buddha. The head of the hall is Buddha murals, golden, exquisite workmanship, delicate atmosphere.

Behind the hall is the Guanyin Pavilion, from the Guanyin Pavilion is the top of Mount Emei: jinding.

At the top of the mountain, the fog is even greater, and you can even see the fog flowing. From the railing, a vast expanse of whiteness was visible only to the nearest trees.

It was so foggy that I felt it was raining all around me at the top of the mountain. After taking photos in jinding, I went down the mountain along the right steps. This time to really feel the humidity of Emei. Next time you must come in midsummer and see Mount Emei in sunny weather.

From the jinding and down, take the cable car to the lead palace, from the lead palace original road to walk to Leidongping bus station, Leidongping to the foot of the mountain of The Temple about an hour and a half by car.

The day before yesterday in Leshan, the guide suggested leshan and Mount Emei must be separated to stroll, because a day to stroll, Mount Emei is at least 50 times bigger than Leshan.

It took me nearly an hour and a half to get to Emei Yin, where there are many quaint pavilions and pavilions.

Take bus No.7 to Baoguo Temple, 3 stops. The road is surrounded by bamboos on three sides, and there are bamboos overhead. Imagine what it would be like if it were the height of summer.

We did not go to the Temple, in the world near the famous mountain got off, braving the rain to see the pavilion of Mount Emei, and the waterfall under heaven.

Take no. 15 bus from Tianxia Mingshan to the high-speed railway square, and the 2-day mt. Emei tour is over.

The rain has stopped, the weather is gradually clear, at half past three in the afternoon, looking back at Mount Emei, no morning so big fog, dark green mountains lush, tomorrow must be good weather, tomorrow in jinding must be able to see the sunrise and the sea of clouds.

Even to emei Mountain high-speed railway station can still see the shadow of monkeys, lampshades and walls are cute little monkeys.

The bullet train from Mount Emei to Chengdu runs about once an hour, which is very convenient.

We waited at the station for about 40 minutes to take the high-speed train from Mount Emei back to Chengdu. The train had just started and we could see the outline of Mount Emei through the window at 4:46 PM.

Look back at the time has not seen Mount Emei, goodbye, treasure.

Written on October 25, 2017.

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May we always be young, always have tears in our eyes, always love life, always have poetry and distance.