Memoirs of a Mountain City (3) Looking for Nadiye in the Distant Place
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Memoirs (3)
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"Backpacking Ten Years" Inn
And that windy woman
Chengdu
This city has been in my mind for a long time. I have never been here, but I seem to have had a long-lasting platonic love with this city, and my heart has always been full of longing for it. Even when I was so close to it when I was in Chongqing, I had the thought of passing it by, perhaps because I wanted to keep thinking about it. If it weren’t for Xianxian, the fortune teller who sells e-books on Taobao, I might still choose to miss this city. Of course, it was just a good excuse I found, and I regarded it as the instruction given to me by fate.
After leaving Chongqing and sitting on the high-speed train bound for Chengdu, small ripples arose in my heart. The joy did not make me laugh out loud, nor did it make me completely bury it in my heart. The train passed through the mountains and water of the mountain city, and the rewind screen was projected on the window at a fast speed. I asked myself again: "Why should I go to Chengdu? Why should I start this journey with no sense of direction? Why should I go to Chengdu?" Do you think this is the call of fate? "I didn't expect that I would encounter this city in my heart with such an unclear attitude, and I didn't expect that there would be times when my mind went blank during the journey.
In Chengdu, I still chose to stay in a youth hostel. When traveling alone, I always have this inexplicable obsession with repeating everything I did as a "backpacker" before. This time I chose a place called "Backpacking Ten Years". I didn't read the online reviews carefully. I just felt that the location was more suitable and the accommodation environment was good, so I chose this place. After arriving at "Backpacking Ten Years", I really feel that everything inside is quite good. The interior is relatively tidy and well-organized. There is a living room, a lounge, bunk beds and very good bed curtains. It does have a lot of things that I have experienced abroad. The quality of the backpacker hostel I stayed in was good, but I just felt there was something inexplicably wrong. Maybe it was a little too organized. It had the appearance of a backpack, but I couldn't feel the soul of the backpack. After all, like most places, this is just a place where you can stop for a while. It wasn’t until later that I found out that Xu Xiaoxian had also lived here. It felt like it was destined to be there.
Compared with the hostels I have stayed in before, this one is definitely a five-star one. The uniform shoe cabinets, clean floors, simple style bathrooms, and various daily activities are all very impressive. profound. Following the clerk's guidance, I went to my bed, put down my things, tidied them up, took a shower, and went out to find food. Restaurants in the nearby streets are all inviting people to dine in their restaurants, seeming to compete for every passer-by. In order not to become a target customer that many businesses are competing for, I finally found a food stall and sat down, ordered a few dishes, and then ate.
Others say that there are many delicacies worth trying in Chengdu. I feel that my random selection is indeed a bit hasty, and it seems to be a bit confusing to my stomach. But thinking about the fact that I will treat guests to hot pot first, I am not so entangled. . In fact, these seemingly ordinary little things in life always evolve into a wonderful story in my mind. I don’t know if there are many people like me who like to unconsciously spread some small things in their minds. , the story that unfolded was even more boring than I imagined.
Travel stories and meaning
Back at the youth hostel, I found a book and went to the lounge. The lounge is actually a social place in the youth hostel. Everyone hugs each other here to keep warm and find solace in the unexpected encounters on the journey. This is why I was so like this in the first place. One of the reasons why I like youth hostels. There are people here playing table tennis in groups, some gathering together to play Werewolf, and some sitting on the sofa video chatting with their friends about their travels in Chengdu. I found a place to stay and sat down, quietly. looking at the book. In fact, I have always been a very social person. I almost got to know most of the people in the TE PUKE youth hostel in New Zealand in the first week. In the youth hostel in Chiang Mai, Thailand, I met everyone on the second day. The shops inside mingle with backpackers. In the youth hostel in Jakarta, Indonesia, I also met a group of friends on the first day and went to the night market together. And here I am, maybe I didn’t have the right tone for the trip from the beginning, or maybe everything here is too organized. I seem to have lost connection with the people around me and lost my desire to socialize. At this time, I seem to prefer to be quiet. Read a book.
The next day, I made an appointment with Xianxian to meet at Wenshu Monastery. Wenshu Monastery is basically within walking distance from where I live. I had seen Xianxian’s photo before, so I wasn’t worried about not recognizing her. Meeting a friend because of a book about dreams is a kind of fate to a certain extent. Using this friend as an excuse to come to Chengdu is more like a set destiny routine. Xianxian is actually not young anymore, but there are no traces of time on her face. This makes me always have the illusion that she is still in her twenties, and it makes me not think that she is a person who is hurt by love. people. For the sake of physical cultivation, Xian Xian often meditates and meditates, and eats mostly vegetarian food. I often jokingly call her "the Great Immortal".
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The beginning of the story
Chengdu in summer
Tell the temperature with sunshine
I found Xianxian not far from Wenshu Monastery. She was standing in the hot summer sunshine wearing a blue and white porcelain cheongsam. She had a long ponytail and a slightly dark complexion, looking around. I recognized her from her back. This strange woman who used Nordic runes for divination that I mentioned in previous articles stood before my eyes.
I quietly walked up behind her, patted her and said, "First, first!"
First, she turned her head and calmly said in her slightly Taiwanese accent: "Hey, Mr. Han, I was afraid you couldn't find me. How did you recognize me?" (Because Ms. Liu often appears in my articles. This character, so she will also call me Mr. Han after reading my article)
I said, "It just depends on the overall feeling and the style of dressing."
Let me start by saying, "Let me take you to Wenshu Monastery first. This is one of the most famous temples in our country. Most foreigners who come to Chengdu will come here to see it."
I smiled and said, "It's okay. I can just follow you for a walk. The main thing is to chat with you."
First, in Chengdu dialect: "Okay, let's go to the temple first, then find a place to sit and chat, and take you to eat Chengdu's famous desserts."
The woman in the wind uses her attitude to face this incompatible society
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In fact, I don't have much feeling for temples in this kind of scenic spots. They have a longer history and the buildings have some unique features. But I prefer some small temples in the mountains, where I can truly stay away from the world for a period of time. For example, I went to a temple in Huizhou, Guangdong in May last year. I practiced spiritual practice there for a week. I ate hundreds of meals, drank clear spring water, leaned on the railing to listen to the rain, chanted sutras in the morning, and was accompanied by green lanterns and yellow scrolls. When I have time, I really want to share with you the experience of those days of temple practice. Through that week, I gained a deeper understanding of Buddhism and practice, and many daily things are really worth sharing.
First, he kept introducing various things about Wenshu Monastery to me during the process, and I listened patiently. Sometimes the heat of summer would make me a little distracted.
After leaving Wenshu Monastery, we found a dessert shop in a nearby square and sat down. First we ordered two large bowls of ice powder, telling me that this was a specialty of Chengdu and letting me try it. I really want to learn more about Xian’s experience in occultism through this meeting, and string together all the things she told me before, those seemingly bizarre legends about Akashic records, linking angels and past life regression. .
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The first thing I often mentioned was the story of his previous life when he was meditating. At that time, he was a woman from the Kingdom of Jin (she knew it was the Kingdom of Jin during the regression process), and her husband was from the Song Dynasty. Because of some inexplicable fate, they first met in the woods. She was riding a horse. He was still a monk at that time. They fell in love in a foreign country. He took the woman to a busy street market and bought her a rattle. There was a happy smile on his face, and he played with it like a treasure. Later, because of the war, he was drafted into the army, went to fight on the battlefield, and became a general. The woman was waiting at home, but because of the war between Song and Jin Dynasty, the generals fought. Death on the battlefield, the woman was distraught in the end, and came to the tombstone to cry bitterly. During the process of retracing her mind, she was about to enter the tomb, where there was the shining armor of the Song Dynasty general, but she was brought out by the movement of the outside world. At that time, it was already full of The face is full of tears.
It sounds like a TV series or novel, and is just a patchwork of fragments that most people wouldn't take seriously. People have always had a skeptical attitude towards unknown things. Things that they have not experienced or cannot verify, most of them seem to be unrealistic fantasies.
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Do people really have past lives? I often wonder: Are we really reincarnating in this world? It may be difficult for most people to give a definite answer, but the belief in past and present life, good and evil cause and effect can indeed prompt us to constantly search for the ultimate meaning of life. Science is the limit that humans can reach rationally. If you want to To break through this rational boundary, we need to continuously develop our own spiritual power and promote the final spiritual awakening, which is what Buddhism calls "great wisdom." Of course, this desire for mysticism cannot be regarded as a kind of great wisdom. It can only be said to be a partial manifestation of human curiosity and open mind. But if we can really string together all the clues to come up with some new truths, it can also be regarded as a kind of wisdom. development.
While eating ice powder, a child ran over, pulled Xianxian and said, "Mom, can I go over there to play?" Xianxian said, "Okay, don't run too far, just play here!" "I was very surprised at the time. Xianxian was already a mother. Perhaps it was the illusion caused by her appearance and her persistence in mysticism that made me think that she was a non-marriage person. I asked curiously: "Is this your child?" He smiled and said: "Yes! I am definitely getting married at this age. Didn't I mention it to you before?" Xianxian had rarely spoken about himself before. family affairs, so I don’t know much about her life.
The bad thing about Chengdu is that there is no air conditioning. The boss put a fan at the door to drive away the sultry heat of Chengdu in summer. I scooped up a piece of ice powder with a spoon and put it in my mouth. It was indeed very sweet, and there was a strong taste in my mouth. sense of happiness. At this time, Xianxian's son ran over again and wanted to eat ice powder. He fed him bit by bit first, but then a bee accidentally flew into the bowl of ice powder. The child suddenly felt very scared. I dared to eat again and ran to play again.
"By the way, Mr. Han, I have something to trouble you with!" Let's talk first
I asked, "What's the matter? I'll try to help if I can."
First he took out his mobile phone and forwarded an article to me and said: "Don't you like traveling very much? So I think you will definitely go to India in the future? I think you will definitely go to India."
I said: "I can't say for sure. It depends on the travel arrangements later. It does look like exploring this mysterious country."
First, he smiled and said: "I am not a person who likes to travel very much, and my English is not good, so it is probably difficult to travel to India. Take a look at this article I forwarded to you, about Nadiye in India.
First he took out a few books from his bag and said: "I have finished reading these other books and give them to those who need them."
I took the book and expressed my gratitude: "If you go to India, I will help you find your Nadi leaves."
One of the books you gave me first
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