In the blink of an eye, winter is coming to an end.

When the New Year is approaching, the streets of Qiantang County suddenly become lively, with many street shops and countless people buying New Year's goods.

And on this street, in addition to the purchase of New Year's goods of the people, there are also a lot of people, that is to go to the incense of the people, at this time the Tang Buddhism and Taoism are very prosperous, whenever the year is closed, the people have to pray for blessings, hoping that the coming year will be smooth, life will be better.

Qiantang County, because it is far away from the capital, so the temple Taoist temple is almost flat, and there is no bias because of the preferences of some big members of the imperial court, and in the whole Qiantang County, the power of the temple and the Taoist temple is almost uneven, among which the temple is the most powerful Xiangshan Temple, in addition to the daily incense flourishing unconsciously, the land under its name is far more than most of the rich people in Qiantang County, and its financial thickness is only afraid that the Qiantang County Ya has to look at it.

And the Taoist temple, it belongs to the most powerful Yufeng Temple, this Yufeng view of the sect is very large, the daily incense money collected is not less than the Xiangshan Temple, although there is not much land under its name, but in Qiantang County, there are more than a dozen real estate shops, its financial resources and Xiangshan Temple are almost equal.

When the year is approaching, this Xiangshan Temple and Yufeng Temple, pilgrims are endless, come and go so lively, Xiangshan Temple is located on Xiangshan Mountain, the temple is built in a high place, it is very majestic, if you stand in front of the temple and look into the distance, the white clouds seem to be within reach.

There are many shrubs on the way up the mountain, and although those shrubs are withered at this time, the scenery is also wonderful, and the pilgrims come with indescribable satisfaction on their faces.

There are many houses in Xiangshan Temple, and there are more than a dozen rows of side rooms, which are said to be able to accommodate more than 100 pilgrims here; Behind the guest's chamber is the monk's residence, which is separated by a wall, because the monk's residence likes to be quiet, so there is no door on the wall, and if a pilgrim wants to go to the monk's residence, he can only enter from another direction in a large circle.

And in this cold and cool Xiangshan Temple, in a house, from time to time there is a sound of whispering, sometimes crackling, low sobbing sound, this sound makes people all over the body boiling, if someone walks outside the house, will be able to guess that this is between men and women in the practice of bliss.

It's just that this room is in a single courtyard, and the small door of the single courtyard is closed, and no one dares to take a step beyond the thunder pool without the order of the owner of the house.

And when there was a big battle in the house, in the front yard of Xiangshan Temple, pilgrims knelt on the top of the treasure hall and prayed for incense, and a wave of guests came and went, each of them had a pious face, if the Buddha really had a spirit, he would definitely fulfill their wishes.

Among these pilgrims, one of the women attracted the most attention, because she was so beautiful, beautiful that people didn't dare to force their eyes, and the woman was gentle and bright, although her expression was warm, but she was calm as if there were no waves, which made those men who wanted to come forward a little timid.

And just after the woman finished the incense, a lovely girl suddenly ran in, pulled the woman up and ran out, and said as she ran: "Sister Wen, come and see, those scenery below the mountain are so beautiful!" ”

The woman who just knelt on the top of the treasure hall to offer incense was Wen Wan'er, she heard that the people of Qiantang County wanted to pray for blessings and incense at the end of the year, so she insisted on coming to the mountain to incense, Su Wuming has always been unbelieving in these Buddhist sayings, so she didn't support coming, but Wen Wan'er insisted in many ways, and finally said that Nangong Yan was also moved, no, Su Wuming had to accompany them to this Xiangshan Temple.

When Nangong Yan and Wen Wan'er ran out, Su Wuming and Tang Xiong were standing on the railing in front of the temple and looking down, only to see that everything under the mountain was withered and yellow, and the wooden branches blown by the cold wind crackled, and these scenes were many and dense, standing on the top of the mountain and looking at it, it turned out to be a lonely scenery.

Seeing that Wen Wan'er finished offering incense, Su Wuming immediately said, "Let's go back!" ”

Everyone didn't seem to expect Su Wuming to be so impatient, which made Nangong Yan a little angry, so he said: "What are you doing in such a hurry, we have just been here for a while, it is better to play more and leave later, it's a big deal to stay in this Xiangshan Temple for one night." ”

Wen Wan'er also had this idea, and said: "Yes, I heard that after this Xiangshan Temple, there is a road leading directly to the mountainside, and the road is covered with marble, which is very beautiful, and at the mountainside, I heard that more than a dozen plum blossoms are planted, and it is the opening season at this time, many people go to see it, and we will also go to see it, and then leave after reading." ”

Tang Xiong didn't have any special preferences for plum blossoms, so he only shrugged his shoulders and glanced at Su Wuming, the corners of Su Wuming's mouth smiled slightly, and said, "Since that's the case, let's go for a trip." ”

The plum blossom is fragrant, the cold wind blooms alone, Su Wuming is very partial to plum blossoms, which is why when Wen Wan'er proposed to see plum blossoms, he immediately agreed, is the plum blossoms on the halfway of this fragrant mountain different from those elsewhere?

Bypassing the temple to the entrance of the road down the mountain in the north, Su Wuming stood at the intersection and looked down, after a glance, he suddenly felt that the world was insignificant, and when this feeling came spontaneously, another feeling also followed, that is, shock.

There is a road at the bottom of the mountain, which is made of stones, standing on it and looking down, you can't see the edge at a glance, this kind of project, it can not be said that it is not huge, thinking of this, how can people not be shocked?

At this time, there are many people who go to the mountainside to see the plum blossoms, of course, the most of them are scholars, after all, although the plum blossoms are good, there are not many people who may really appreciate them, and those who can give the plum blossoms reputation are only those who read.

Su Wuming looked at the crowd of people, and suddenly there was a trace of excitement in his heart, so without waiting for Nangong Yan to urge, he spoke first: "Let's go down." ”

The group walked slowly on the stone road, and there was a scholar chatting with his companion next to him, the scholar seemed to be very familiar with this stone road, so he talked endlessly, Su Wuming and a few of them listened all the way, and they also had a little more understanding of this stone road, and after understanding, their hearts suddenly had infinite emotion about this stone road.

It turned out that as early as when the Xiangshan Temple was not established, there was a pair of eloped men and women at the foot of the mountain who fled up the mountain, and they stayed on the mountain for many years, until the people below the mountain gradually forgot about them, and they dared to go down the mountain from time to time; The man loved the woman very much, and in order to make it easier for the woman to go down the mountain, he carried the stones from other places on the mountain to polish and pave the road, and so on for twenty years, when they were all gray-haired and did not want to go down the mountain again, the road was finally paved to the mountainside, and there was still half the distance from the foot of the mountain, but they did not want to go down the mountain anymore, and the two loved each other, and it was enough to be able to stay together.

Because they were old, they couldn't pave anymore, and they didn't have that mind anymore, so the road did not continue to be paved, but in the open space on the mountainside, the man planted a dozen plum trees for his beloved woman, thinking that when the cold wind was miserable, they could snuggle up to each other and watch the plum blossoms open and fall, as if they were watching the ups and downs of life.

After the scholar's story was finished, he couldn't help but sigh: "How many people can be like this in the world?" ”

After Su Wuming heard the scholar's sigh, he turned his head to look at him, only to see that the scholar was slightly thin, but he was handsome and extraordinary.

Looking at the scholar, Su Wuming couldn't help but sigh in his heart, in fact, why didn't he sigh about the love between the man and the woman? People in the world often like to love fiercely, as if when they are together, they have to be earth-shattering to be considered love, but how many people in the world can know that real love is plain hand in hand, never abandoned, is for your well, I would rather do a lifetime seems to be impossible.

The cold wind blew, and suddenly a faint fragrance hit the nose, followed by bursts of admiration into the ears, unconsciously, Su Wuming and they had already come to the mountainside, and in the flat place on the mountainside, more than a dozen plum trees were the size of a hug, and the branches were bent and stretched upward, as if they wanted to touch the clouds on the horizon.

Looking up, it gives people the feeling that it is the clouds, the open plum blossoms are red and white, embellished with the entire high branches, the wind blows, the plum blossoms fall down, the fragrance of the entire mountainside, the visitors of three or three or two or praise or sigh, each of them shows a fascinated look, Su Wuming looked at the scenery in front of him, there are some idiots, and the idiots almost forgot to admire.

These dozen or so plum trees simply embellished this mountainside into a dream world, Su Wuming's heart is calling, calling him to let himself go, breathing and shouting in this plum sea, but Su Wuming is not, he is a very calm person, he knows what a person should do when and when, although the plum blossoms here are good, but he can't put Lang shape remains.

Wen Wan'er looked at the scenery in front of her, and suddenly said: "Xianggong, this kind of scenery, you have to write a poem no matter what, right?" ”

Su Wuming shrugged: "What poem does the lady want me to compose?" ”

"Of course, it's a poem related to this plum blossom, Xianggong is talented, I don't think it's difficult for you."

In front of his wife, Su Wuming had always been immodest, smiled, and said, "Okay, make a song." After speaking, Su Wuming groaned slightly, and then said:

There is poetry everywhere, and there is a lot of beauty at any time.

There is no time to socialize, and a ridge is a plum blossom.

This is Zhang Daoqia's Lingmei in the Song Dynasty, and the reason why Su Wuming chose this poem is because he found that the plum blossoms here are all Lingmei, so chanting, it is also to the point, and more importantly, the scene here is indeed as the poem says, full of tourists who appreciate plum blossoms.

Su Wuming's low chant did not attract the attention of others, and after he finished chanting, he went around with Wen Wan'er and Nangong Yan again, and this time it was the twilight of the sunset, as if in front of this beautiful scenery, time was like quicksand, fast and non-stop.