Chapter 38: A Mirage
Just as far as our eyes can see, on the line where heaven and earth are connected, there is a towering palace, built on the side of the purple mist-shrouded mountain. The whole complex is magnificent, and the overlapping buildings and saga's temples are held up by clouds and mist, just like the heavenly palace floating down to the mortal world.
At the very back of the whole complex, there is a pagoda standing upright, the pagoda stands majestically like a staircase to the heavenly realm, solid and heavy, like a treasure of the town. Under the background of the sun, the pagoda is dazzling with golden light, and it continues to flicker with the light, giving people the illusion that the tower is rotating.
I stared at the scenery with wide eyes and asked Xiaoxue beside me, "What is that place?" Shall we go there and walk around? ā
Xiaoxue took out the map, looked at it carefully, and drew and drew on the map with her fingers before answering me, "I don't know." Am I not going down this path for too long? Why is there such a good place, I don't even know? Seeing that the tourists all took out their cameras to take pictures, Xiaoxue hurriedly told the driver to stop.
We all got out of the car and went to look out over the complex.
Tourists who have taken photos for a while have built yƬ, drove their cars over, and the consumption items were borne by themselves, so if you don't go around such a beautiful place, wouldn't it be in vain? There are also a few tourists who have been to Tibet, and they swear that this place is more spectacular than the Potala Palace.
Tourists are God, since the request was made, Xiaoxue naturally had to agree, she stood on the steps of the car door, and shouted to the people under the car: "If you want to go, raise your hand, I will look at the number of people, and I will go when I am more than half." However, as I said in advance, the consumption content of a qiÄ is not in the tourism project, and I am responsible for it. ā
As soon as the words fell, except for Yan Qiu and Jiang Li, everyone raised their hands in favor, and the fat brother and I even jumped high and raised our hands. After such a pleasant pass, Xiaoxue immediately instructed the driver to turn to the palace and drive in.
As soon as the driver slowly got into the driver's seat, Yan Qiu said: "The seaside weather tower; Hirono is angry. The clouds are like the mountains and rivers where the people gather. ā
Jiang Li also smiled and said: "From "Historical Records-Tiangong Book". ā
As soon as these two talented girls sang and harmonized, the fat brother was confused, so he asked, "What are you two talking about?" Hurry up and get in the car, let's go see the heavenly palace. ā
I understood their conversation, and I also knew why they didn't raise their hands just now, so I explained to the fat brother: "They said it was a mirage. "My voice was deliberately amplified, and while explaining to the fat brother, I was also telling other tourists.
Suddenly, the crowd was agitated, and everyone was talking about it, it turned out to be a mirage, and it was in vain to go, and there was no real palace there.
I still know a little about the formation of a mirage, which is actually a phenomenon of sunlight refraction. In summer, the scorching sun on the Gobi Desert is scorching, and the sand is scorched, because the specific heat of the sand is small, the temperature rises very quickly, and the temperature of the lower air near the ground is very high, while the temperature of the upper air is still very low, so that the abnormal distribution of air temperature is formed.
In this way, the density of the air in the lower layer near the ground is small, and the density of the cold air in the upper layer is large, and the refractive index of the air is naturally smaller in the lower layer and larger in the upper layer. When the light reflected by a distant higher object enters the lower layer of sparse air from the denser air in the upper layer, it will be continuously refracted, and its incident angle will gradually increase, and when it increases to an equal to the critical angle, total reflection will occur. At this time, if you look against the reflected light, you will see objects that are not in that position.
That is to say, the landscape in front of us must be real, otherwise how could there be a scene?
I asked Yanqiu: "You have a lot of historical knowledge, do you know, where did this building come from?" ā
Yan Qiu shook his head and said: "This is also where I wonder, such a large-scale ancient building should be world-famous, but I don't know it at all, in my memory, there is no place similar to here." In my field of knowledge, such a temple building is only the Potala Palace, but the Potala Palace is in Tibet, and the architectural style is not quite the same as here, I don't understand. ā
I took a clue from her words and continued to ask, "You say this is a temple building?" How do I feel like a palace? ā
Yan Qiu pointed over there and said to me: "Look at that pagoda, Buddhism is called Futu, and Futu is transliterated from Sanskrit, which means stupa." In ancient India, the floating temple was used to store relics, worship Buddha statues, Buddhist scriptures, so when translating, it is also called the square tomb, the round mound, the tower word to the Sui and Tang dynasties to create zĆ o out, continue to use today. This pagoda has a total of seven floors, and in Buddhism, the seven-story pagoda is the highest level, which is equivalent to building a huge Buddha statue to make offerings, and the merit is immeasurable. ā
The fat brother answered: "Saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter." ā
Yan Qiu nodded and said, "Yes, it means that it saves a person's life, just like building a tower like this, it is also a great merit." ā
If there is a tower, it is a temple, and if there is a mirage, there should be such a temple, maybe Yan Qiu is only shallow in learning, or this building is too mysterious, so she doesn't know.
I asked Xiaoxue again, "Is there such a Buddhist complex in Mongolia?" ā
Xiaoxue shook her head and said: "I haven't been anywhere, although Mongolia also believes in Tibetan Buddhism, but I must have never seen such a building." ā
I wondered, "That's weird, no one has ever seen this building, how can there be a mirage?" ā
Jiang Li said beside him: "It is said in ancient books that a mirage is a fantasy formed by a mirage, and it can be conjured without zĆ i. ā
The fat brother hurriedly asked, "What is a mirage?" Why haven't I heard of it? Can you still exhale? ā
I have never heard of Jiang Li's statement, so I asked: "Is a mirage called a mirage because it is a mirage?" ā
Jiang Li nodded and said with a smile: "The son can be taught, otherwise why is it called a mirage?" Isn't it called a fantasy of the building? ā
The fat brother likes to listen to these fantasy things the most, of course, he is now very open to the acceptance of unknown things, so he urged Jiang Li to talk about this mirage.
Jiang Li said that the mirage is a rare dragon, and it is rare because the mirage's fertility method is very special. The snake and the pheasant, also known as the pheasant, lay a tiny egg in the first lunar month. The egg attracts thunder from the sky, and when it hits the egg, it pushes it into the earth, and at a depth of tens of meters, the egg turns into a coiled snake. After two or three hundred years, the soil around the snake slowly turns to stone, and the whole stone begins to rise upwards until it reaches the sky, and when the moon is full and illuminated by the moonlight, the rock collapses, and a new mirage appears.
As for the eggs that are struck by lightning and do not go underground to become coiled snakes, they can only grow into pheasants, and many pheasants hatch from eggs that do not become mirages, but if these pheasants jump into the sea, they will eventually become mirages.
The mirage has a special method of predation, it uses its exhaled breath to create a beautiful illusion, attracting ignorant birds and beasts to pass by, and then eat them. This kind of illusion created by exhalation is what we call a mirage, which was also called a mirage by the ancients.
In addition, the mirage's favorite food is swallows, so in places where mirages are infested, dishes made with swallows are never sold, and it is strictly forbidden for people to eat swallows. Because when a mirage smells a swallow, it attacks the person who eats the swallow's scent, and when it finds that there are no swallows, the mirage becomes angry and irritable, causing the destruction of houses, bridges, and accidents of vehicles and ships, causing others to be affected. Unless it is someone who wants to catch a mirage, no one will eat a swallow and go to a place infested with a mirage.
The fat brother smiled and said, "Then this wild egg is hard enough, and the thunder can't break it." How can the person who catches the mirage catch it? Let's try too, can we catch one and send it to the zoo? ā
Jiang Li glared at the fat brother and said, "How can I not tell you, a good divine beast, sent to the zoo?" ā
Yan Qiu smiled and said: "Those are all myths and legends, and the ancients would classify things that cannot be explained as myths." There are also scientific explanations that this kind of illusion that can appear without zĆ i is that the charged particles of lightning stored the scene of a certain period of time in ancient times and was re-released, of course, it has not been specifically confirmed. ā
I didn't care about the debate between the two of them, one materialistic and the other spiritual, and that matter and consciousness determine the relationship, but just laughed it off. What I'm more concerned about is whether that scenery is real or not, and where is the zĆ i? If you are lucky enough to climb the floating tower, it can be regarded as the most exciting.
In order to see every detail clearly, I took Yanqiu's tablet again, narrowed the distance to see, while watching and shooting, it is even more beautiful, the walls and pillars of each building are painted with exquisite patterns, but because the distance is too far, it is not very real, it is estimated that it is the auspicious clouds, Arhats, and Bodhisattvas of the Buddha's family, and even the eaves of the corridor are brightly colored. Animals are carved on the sharp corners of the eaves, and bells can be faintly seen below, including the eaves of each floor of the seven-story stupa.
I was looking at it again and again with satisfaction, and the sharp-eyed Jiang Li pointed to one place and said to us, "Look, what is that." ā
I followed the direction of her finger, and in the lower left corner of the whole picture, there was a towering tree in proportion, and in front of the tree, there was actually a person kneeling.