Osu Kannonji Temple is said to be the largest temple in Nagoya.

All kinds of thrift stalls are set up in front of the temple, dividing the originally huge square into a series of sandwiches, whether it is tourists or pilgrims who come to worship the incense, they will stop here and pick up some cheap and affordable things that they like.

Recently, the spring is bright, and the temple is also crowded, suddenly like a night of spring breeze, change out of thick cotton clothes, put on a jacket or dress, the whole person floats lightly.

Peaches carried a small basket and followed Ann Hui Obasang to pray for blessings.

The upcoming spring festival heralds the beginning of spring planting. The Japanese believe that the sun and rice combine to give birth to their children, rice, and people who believe in this belief perform a ritual to rejuvenate the sun in late winter and early spring, which is the origin of the famous spring festival in Japan.

"Peach, you take a look here, if there is anything you like to eat. ”

In such a place with a large flow of people, how can there be less food. In addition to traditional sashimi and sushi, there are plenty of local snacks. Peaches held the hand of An Hui Oubasan, looking at the signature snacks of each family, such as sour plum rice balls, flat noodles, and the special snack Uiro, which is similar to rice flour cake, mixed with matcha powder, the entrance is fragrant and does not stick to the teeth.

Momoko bought a small box of Uiro and brought a sour plum rice ball to Ann Hui Obasan, and suddenly felt that her hair was touched, so she turned around, and Ann Hui Obasan, who was half a head shorter than her, was holding a wooden comb and was helping her smooth the long hair behind her back, "Buy a new comb for Peaches." ”

"Thank you, Obasan. The peach fruit wooden comb, looking at the shiny wooden comb, muttered, "春のやすらぎを." ”

Congratulations, good spring.

Momoko put the wooden comb and rice ball in the basket.

"Peach, come up. ”

Different from the traditional Chinese temple architecture, there are a series of specifications such as the mountain gate, the front hall, the main hall of the middle hall, etc., and the Dasu Temple is facing the core building - the Great Compassion Hall.

The dojo of the Bodhisattva of Great Compassion and Compassion. The structure of the heavy eaves is naturally learned from the Chinese civilization. The architectural structure of the Great Compassion Hall is the heavy eaves. Generally, this kind of two-story eaves is undoubtedly a symbol of status. In Japan, the Buddhist culture is very prosperous, and many of them are devout Buddhists. The roof of the main hall is blue-black glazed tiles, glowing white in the sun, and the four slopes, this style, is called the top of the mountain. The place where the plaque is hung in the middle of the lower layer of the heavy eaves, and with the local characteristics, the temple beam is bent into a bucket arch, such a design way, in China is not seen.

The Chinese nation, which pays attention to peace and stability, absolutely cannot tolerate the existence of such an unruly design.

As the spring festival approaches, a long white flag is printed with a cherry blossom pattern in front of Osu Temple, and the words "Nan Wuguan Freedom Bodhisattva" are written on it.

An Hui Oubasang walked up the steps with a peach, and under the plaque of the Great Compassion Hall, a huge red lantern hung alone in the center, which was very different from the pairs of red lanterns in Chinese culture.

Now the temple prohibits open flames, incense and candles, and An Hui Oubasang takes peaches to sincerely bow in front of the Bodhisattva.

"Bodhisattva, bless my peaches to be like cherry blossoms, the longer they grow, the more beautiful they are. ”

"Peach, pick the gloves, such a warm weather, worship the Buddha to be sincere. ”

Peach, who was stunned on the side, looked down at her warm gloves and pursed her lips.

Is it moderate?

She suddenly remembered that the cherry blossoms had bloomed, and it seemed to be warming. She pulled off her gloves in a daze and muttered to herself, "So spring is coming." ”

She pinched her fingers, for so many years, if it weren't for the constant practice to keep her fingers moving, maybe she would have died a long time ago, she didn't want to be like cherry blossoms, cherry blossoms bloomed and disappeared, and peaches still wanted to live for a long time.

Momoko prayed silently in her heart: Bodhisattva, bless me and bless him.

An Hui Oubasang hung ribbons and begged for signs, and walked around the temple with peaches for a long time, until it was almost noon, the two of them came out of the temple gate, sat in the open-air restaurant in the side of the commercial street, and ate the lunch box they brought and the rice balls they bought.

The street is a fully enclosed zenith, because it is a spring festival, hanging colorful ribbons, and when the wind blows, it is like a river wave that flows endlessly.

On the side, there are also tourists sitting on chairs to rest, some holding mobile phones to watch the news, and some listening to songs and playing games. The elderly, on the other hand, hold an old radio and listen to the channels constantly. However, Momoko's Japanese language skills are only limited to some daily communication, and as for the quick and unsubtitled reports, I don't understand what is being said at all.

Grandma An Hui suddenly put away the things that were spread out on the table, "Peach, let's go to the front." ”

"What's wrong?"

"Spring Festival, where there is a celebration of blessing sachets. An Hui Oubasang was afraid that he would not be able to come, so he grabbed Peaches' hand, and suddenly let go, but turned around and covered Peaches' hands, "Why are Peaches' hands so cold, cold?"

Momoko shook her head.

"Put your gloves on. ”

"Hmm. Momoko smiled slightly, "Let's go." ”

The street is full of people, rushing to the front, no matter what country, people like to join in the fun, monkeys are originally social creatures, people evolved, such a habit of living in groups, it is inevitable.

"Hurry up. It should be under that TV tower. ”

Peaches looked up, but unfortunately the crowd of people and the streamers on it obscured her vision, so she could only follow Ann Hui Obasang towards the front. She is already very accustomed to this kind of life, ten years ago, any place with many people was a place for her to retreat, no matter how lively it was. That's their liveliness, and watching them carnival is the loneliness of a person who belongs to Peaches.

"It's almost there!" said with a smile on Ahui'obasan.

Peach put aside the tassel, and the fresh air came in with the sun, making her exhale, such a movement made her originally cold body a little red, although her hands were still cold, but the stiffness had been relieved a lot.

Momoko took out a hat of her choice from the basket and put it on her head, just lifting it through the crowd, her hair was messed up.

"Peach, look, there's the sweet potato you want. ”

Momoko looked in the direction that Ann Hui Obasang was pointing.

The TV Tower, a landmark, stands like Optimus Prime. She looked up at the huge LED advertising screen and was suddenly stunned.

"Momoko ......"

"Peach ......"

The voices in her ears suddenly stopped, and Momoko looked at the big screen made up of countless small lights.

"Destiny is such a thing, born to be stepped underfoot. Come back, the sweet potatoes are baked, I'm waiting for you. ”

Peaches was in tears, standing stunned in place, letting the laughter and laughter around her run wild, and at this moment, she also melted into this celebration and became the happiest person.

"Stupid brother, where are you waiting for me?"