Taodu Ridge on the Peach Blossom Pond, Peach Blossom Lake Peach Blossom Temple.

In the Longmu Mountain Grand Canyon, where thousands of miles stand on the wall of the Qifeng Xiuling, there is a rugged, steep and winding thousand-year-old road: Taoduling Ancient Road.

The ancient road starts from Taoduling Ancient Town in the east and reaches Qilin Gang in Longmu Mountain in the west, which is the main road for trafficking silk, salt rice, tea and mountain goods in ancient times.

The Grand Canyon of Longmu Mountain has a waterfall in five steps, a pool in three steps, folded layer by layer, forming eighteen deep pools of different heights and sizes.

The peach blossom pond is 3,000 feet of water, and the flying spring is soaring and the snowflakes are turning.

Peach Blossom Pond is located in the upstream of the Eighteen Ponds, and it is the most beautiful pool of the Eighteen Ponds of Longmu. The waterfall pours into the air from the mouth of the cliff, like a jade dragon, hitting the boulder in the middle of the waist, turning into thousands of dragon balls and falling, crystal clear. The blue waves in the pool are clear in an instant. Wildflowers dipped in water on the shore and bloomed, like a fairyland

One step away from the peach blossom pond, there is a dense peach forest, known as the ten-mile peach orchard. Passing through the peach orchard, you will see a thousand-year-old nunnery: the peach blossom hermitage.

The ancient nunnery pillow is Bitan, and the peach blossoms reflect the ancient hermitage.

Legend has it that when the incense of the Peach Blossom Nunnery was at its peak, there were groups of nuns in the nunnery. The peach blossom nunnery is red and green, and the scenery is beautiful.

Flowers bloom and fall, and the peach blossom hermitage rises and falls. The ten-mile peach orchard has flourished several times and barren several times.

Ten years ago, there was only one elderly nun left in the disrepaired Peach Blossom Nunnery. A middle-aged lady from a wealthy land came to worship the Buddha and ask for a lot.

The middle-aged lady couldn't kneel for a long time, and begged the master to let her settle in this pure land and cut her hair to become a nun.

The teacher was too worried that there would be no successor, and when he saw that the lady was determined to abandon the red dust and take refuge in Buddhism. At that moment, the lady's wish was granted, her hair was shaved and ordained, and she was given the Dharma name Yihui.

Half a year later, Yihui raised funds to rebuild the Peach Blossom Nunnery and rebuild the Peach Garden.

The ancient Buddha is a green lamp, and Yihui is dedicated to practice.

A few years later, the teacher Taixian went, and Yihui took over the mantle.

Another decade has passed, and the morning bell and dusk drum of the Peach Blossom Nunnery have been continuous. Yihui Shi Taixin accepted two young female apprentices, one with the legal name Qingzhu and the other with the legal name Qingyin.

Three days ago, in order to catch up with the opening ceremony of the Tianami Temple in Baiyan Cave, Master Yihui and his eldest disciple Qingzhu went down the mountain early, leaving the younger disciple Qingyin to guard the nunnery.

He walked into the ten-mile peach orchard.

His name is Cang'er, he is a backpacker, he has admired the Grand Canyon of Longmu Mountain for a long time, and today he single-handedly entered the Eighteen Pools of Longmu.

Cang'er travels up the river from the foot of the mountain, through the cliffs and rocks. After arriving safely at the eighteenth Peach Blossom Pond, he wanted to cross the Qilin Gang where the knife and axe were split, but because the Grand Canyon consumed a lot of his physical strength, he was exhausted and dispelled this idea.

Ten miles of peach blossoms, thousands of flowers and low branches.

The sky is like a blue canvas, outlining a few puffy clouds. Looking up at the branches, the peach is dying, scorching its flower, this scene can be photographed to be recalled, and Cang'er took a few groups of peach blossom close-ups.

People are fragrant among the flowers. The ground is full of mud, and there is nowhere to focus when you step on it. Flowers erode bones, and people are more soulless.

Cang'er reloaded up the mountain this time, and he was ready to camp on Longmu Mountain, and Shili Taoyuan was his preferred camping place.

He skillfully set up the tent, sat on the ground, drank pure milk, ate authentic ham cakes, listened to the wind, and watched the falling flowers.

The sky gradually darkened, and the tiredness hit, and Cang'er fell asleep in a daze.

There was a faint rhythm of music, and Cang Er woke up in a daze.

Who is reciting the sutras? Bright and beautiful:

Nam no Amitabha night Dortha Gata night

Doddi night Ta Ami Dubhavi

Ami sighed and learned about Tamvavi

Ami Dodo, Emperor Vigaran

Ami Dovi Kalanda

Gamigris Gagana

Citrus Doga sigh sa bha

The moon is shining, and the ears are singing.

Following the rhythm of the music, Cang'er turned left and right to the back of the hermitage, and an isolated peach tree appeared in front of him, and the wide canopy was bathed in a clear light.

This is an old peach tree with a majestic body and thick branches. Strangely, there are very few peach blossoms, concentrated on a branch that stretches up to the wall of the hermitage. When the wind blows, the peach branches sink and sink, and the petals are crumbling.

The night is as cold as water, and this cluster of blooming peach blossoms is like the last hug of a pair of infatuated men and women before they break up; It is just like the girl who is just beginning to fall in love with her stubbornly holding her lover's hand.

It's so beautiful that it's so painful to love.

Cang'er was reluctant to take this picture, so he didn't bring a camera, so he took it with his mobile phone.

As soon as he adjusted the angle, a pair of scissors suddenly appeared in the frame, a pair of bright scissors, and then he heard a "click", and the peach branches were cut off in unison.

"Qingyin."

Before leaving, Master Yihui instructed the little apprentice: "Every day, you are sincere and single-minded, and recite the "Mantra of Death" for the peach tree behind the nunnery, recite it 21 times in the morning and evening, and recite it for three days, and then you can take off the branches and offer them to the Bodhisattva. Remember, the peach blossoms one day earlier will not achieve the effect, and the peach blossoms one day later will lose their effect. ”

"Disciple keep it in mind." Qingyin bids farewell to the master.

On the third night, Qingyin finished all the things in the nunnery, bathed and rinsed his mouth, burned incense and palms in the wall of the nunnery, and recited the "Mantra of Death" for the peach blossoms on the wall.

Qingyin has no distracting thoughts, and recites the "Mantra of Death" twenty-one times with one heart and one mind, and Qi Bo, a monk who protects the temple, spreads a bamboo ladder by the wall, and Qingyin climbs the ladder with scissors in his hand, and cuts the peach branches swaying at the head of the wall.

Outside the walls

Cang's heart ached. Not only is the heartache peach blossom cut alive, but the heartache is even more heartbroken that the travelogue lost a good photo. He likes to publish the donkey diary on the Cloud Travel Forum, and he never gets tired of it. If the mood of the photo is good, the travelogue will follow.

A head melon seed sticks out of the wall of the nunnery, a nun's head melon seed.

The nun looked quite young.

Cang'er couldn't cry or laugh, and I couldn't imagine that the little nun of the Peach Blossom Nunnery was so naughty that she escaped into the empty door, and she still had the leisure to move flowers and pick grass.

Wall.

Qingyin obviously saw Cang'er, and his eyes were facing each other, Qingyin beckoned to Cang'er and motioned for him to come over.

Cang'er is inexplicable. Qingyin smiled and disappeared.

Cang'er felt quite lost, and walked back to the peach forest slowly. Someone was waiting for him at the tent one step earlier. Cang'er was stunned for a moment, and by the moonlight, he saw that it was a plainly dressed old man.

The old man said that he was a monk of the Peach Blossom Temple, called Qi Bo. Entrusted by the little master Qingyin, he came to ask Cang'er to come over and talk about it, and the little master was waiting for him behind the dormitory.

The empty mountain was lonely, the temple was deep, and a little nun sent a layman to invite him, and Cang'er was also drunk.

Seeing Cang'er's hesitation, Qi Bo explained that the dormitory was a place for pilgrims to stay and place orders, so there was no need to worry.

The door of the nunnery was hidden, and Cang'er gently pushed it open.

Walk through the verandah, pass the hall, but see the nunnery pure, Buddha statue*. The east and west side halls are filled with incense smoke, and the dark incense is bursting. Behind the main hall is a purple bamboo forest, and a path in the forest leads directly to the squatter house.

Bypassing the squatter room, Cang'er's eyes lit up, and a pink wall stopped ten meters away. The wall is very familiar, and the pink is still there, which is where the little nun greets him.

Cang'er wondered: The peach blossoms on the wall were obviously cut off by the little nun, how could they be as good as ever?

There was no one around.

Cang'er smiled bitterly: I was teased by this naughty little nun again.

The curiosity that Cang'er had raised vanished, and he turned to leave.

"Donor!" Someone called him.

Cang'er turned around, and on the west side of the nunnery wall, among the plantain bushes, the little nun smiled at him.