At nine o'clock in the morning, the program team finally came to the destination of the trip, Dunhuang Mogao Grottoes.

Eye-catching, on the long stone wall, there are grottoes embedded one after another, the most eye-catching of which is the ancient attic in the middle of the stone wall, which looks like it is buried by the mountain from a distance.

The Mogao Grottoes, commonly known as the Thousand Buddha Caves, are located in Dunhuang at the western end of the Hexi Corridor.

According to the records of ancient books, in the second year of the former Qin Jianyuan, the monk Lezun passed by here, and suddenly saw the golden light shining on the mountain, as if ten thousand Buddhas were coming, and he immediately chiseled a cave on the mountain wall.

Later, Zen Master Holiang also practiced meditation in this cave, which is called "Mogao Grotto", which means "high place in the desert".

By the time of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the Western Wei Dynasty and the Northern Zhou Dynasty, the rulers still believed in Buddhism, and they expanded the Mogao Grottoes again, which gradually formed a huge scale, with 735 caves, 45,000 square meters of murals, and 2,415 clay colored sculptures...... It is already the world's largest and richest surviving place of Buddhist art.

An Qi tugged at the corner of Zhou Miao's clothes, a little worried for him, "Do you have to write a song for the program team in every issue?" This Mogao Grottoes, mural restoration, how to write? ”

In the first issue of cross talk, Zhou Miao coincidentally adapted an old Beijing folk song, which worked very well and won a full house, but there was no small song in the murals of Mogao Grottoes.

Zhou Miao herself was not worried at all, "Don't worry, don't say it's Mogao Grottoes, even if it's the Longling Grottoes, I can write it for him." ”

The camera is turned on, and a group of people enter from the front, as soon as they enter the Mogao Grottoes, it is like walking into the time and space corridor of human civilization, the clay sculptures in the Buddhist shrine are solemn, and the dome and walls are full of magnificent and religious murals.

Zhou Miao even saw the "flying sky" described in the Chinese textbook, and thought about it for a long time, but he didn't think of what words to use to describe this shocking work of art, and it took a long time to hold back three words.

"It's so pretty."

Looking all the way, under the leadership of Ke Wen, everyone came to a long corridor, only to see an old gentleman with gray hair sitting on the ground, wearing thick glasses, slowly sketching on the wall with a fine brush.

The old gentleman was very focused, and he didn't notice the arrival of Zhou Miao and the others at all, and everyone didn't come forward to disturb, just waited quietly.

After five minutes, the old gentleman stopped, tilted his head to look at the painting on the wall, as if he felt that the color was not right, so he took out a small bottle from his pocket, poured out some red powder, and began to adjust the color.

Zhou Miao stepped forward and shouted softly: "Hello old man, we are the "Chinese Treasure" program team, and we have made an appointment with you for an interview. ”

The old gentleman raised his head when he heard the sound, looked at Zhou Miao from the top of the frame of his glasses, and asked suspiciously, "What?" Dirty on the ground? It's okay, go back and my wife will wash me. ”

Zhou Miao was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously raised her voice: "No, I mean, we are from the "Chinese Treasure" program group!" ”

The old gentleman listened carefully, and said with a smile: "Thank you, I don't smoke Chinese, and I have quit for some years." ”

Zhou Miao scratched her head and looked at Ke Wen at a loss: "Grandpa's ears, how can you interview this?" ”

Ke Wen also wondered, how could this be, it was normal when he called for an interview before.

At this moment, the old gentleman smiled heartily: "Hahaha, don't tease you little guy, just find a place to sit, I don't have a stool here." ”

Zhou Miao was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and looked at him speechlessly, what are you playing with me here?

looked around, there was no place to sit, Zhou Miao simply sat down next to the old gentleman, "Old gentleman, what is your surname?" ”

The old gentleman lowered his head and stirred the paint, "Don't give your surname Zhao, Zhao Songyun." ”

Sitting closer, Mr. Zhao's hair was already completely white, and he couldn't find a single black hair at all.

"How old are you?"

Zhao Songyun stopped when he heard this, and thought seriously for a long time, "I really don't remember this, I only remember that I passed my eightieth birthday more than ten years ago, and I can't remember how old I was." ”

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and Zhou Miao asked, "You are so old, why don't you retire?" ”

Zhao Songyun said leisurely: "This person, the older you get, the more you can't be idle, and if you don't do anything, you can only wait for death slowly." ”

An Qi squatted beside Zhou Miao and asked curiously, "How long have you been here to restore the murals?" ”

Zhao Songyun showed a look of memory on his face, "I received the task of restoring murals at the age of 22, and it has been more than 70 years, I am the first mural restorer to come here. ”

More than seventy years! An Qi covered her mouth in surprise, what kind of spirit and love is this!

"Then your family isn't worried?"

Zhao Songyun: "Don't worry about it, it's just like that, I'm the head of the household, as long as I'm still in the house for a day, I will always have the final say at home." ”

This old man is quite willful!

Zhao Songyun glanced at Zhou Miao, "You are here to promote the restoration of Dunhuang murals, right?" ”

An Qi: "Yes, our program is to call on more aspiring young people to join you and pass on your craft." ”

Zhao Songyun smiled, "That's okay, don't do any interviews or interviews, just the two of you to experience it, and tell everyone with practical actions whether this craft is good or not, and mural restoration is not something that can be done with a hot mind." ”

Yes?

Zhou Miao and An Qi looked at each other, this process was not right.

"What, don't want to?" Zhao Songyun glanced at the two of them with slanted eyes, and his face seemed to be a little dissatisfied.

Zhou Miao hurriedly said: "No, what you said makes sense, so what should we do now?" ”

Zhao Songyun continued to look at the mural, and said lightly: "You don't have to do anything, first look with your eyes and listen with your ears, the restoration of the mural is a delicate job, and it is not something that can be done immediately." ”

Next, Zhou Miao and An Qi sat obediently like primary school students and listened to Zhao Songyun explain the relevant knowledge of mural restoration.

Zhao Songyun taught them, but the movements of his hands did not stop, on the wall he was facing him, a mural that had been corroded by time gradually restored to its original appearance under his restoration, and the two of them were stunned by the exquisite skills.

Zhao Songyun: "Seventy years ago, when I first came here, the grotto was seriously ill, the murals were like fish scales, and if I didn't pay attention to a gust of wind, the murals might fall off......

Listening to this, Zhou Miao gradually yawned, feeling like she was back to when she was in school, and she involuntarily began to wander, her eyes wandering around the wall.

A cold wind blew, and a raised mural on the wall was lifted by the wind, revealing a bright red color underneath.

Well? Zhou Miao suddenly came to his senses.

He quietly reached out and lifted the drooping wall skin a little, revealing the hidden colors again.

Picture-in-picture?

Just when Zhou Miao thought that he had discovered the secret of the world, Zhao Songyun inadvertently glanced at it, and his cloudy eyes suddenly widened.

"Don't move!"