Speaking of temples in Suzhou and Hangzhou, the most famous one is Lingyin Temple, but in terms of popularity in recent years, the one that ranks first is Shangtianzhu Temple, also known as Faxi Temple, not far from Lingyin Temple.
Faxi Temple is the largest temple among the three temples in Tianzhu. It has many cultural relics, such as sutra turning platform, Qiye Hall, Sansheng Stone, etc. Faxi Temple is the last one to be built among the three temples in Tianzhu, but it is the most popular one.
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Because it is very effective for seeking marriage here, and the architectural environment is very suitable for checking in and taking pictures, most of the people who come to Lingyin Temple are pilgrims, while the tourists who come to Faxi Temple are younger, especially girls.
It is now around one o'clock in the afternoon, and the afternoon sunshine is just right. Song Jiamu is holding an umbrella and following Yun Shuqian.
It will be the beginning of summer in a few days. If it were Song Jiamu himself, he would not hold an umbrella, but looking at the white and tender clouds, he still couldn't bear to let her get tanned.
In addition to holding the umbrella, he also carried her small bag and water bottle. Yun Shuqian followed him lightly in a simple and elegant long skirt.
"Why are you so considerate?"
"You helped me wash my clothes, then I'll help you carry your backpack and hold your umbrella."
"Well, that's quite fair!"
Yun Shuqian was very satisfied with his performance.
"Then we are going to Faxi Temple now?"
"Hmm, which way to go..."
"This way."
The two of them had just come out of Lingyin Temple and walked along the Buddha's edge through Lower Tianzhu and Middle Tianzhu. In this way, they could reach Faxi Temple in Upper Tianzhu. The distance was not too far, about one or two kilometers.
The scenery along the way is also very good. There is plenty of rain in spring and summer, gurgling streams, dense bamboo forests, and the ringing of bells. The environment is quiet and full of Zen. This hiking route is also a good place to take photos.
"Song Jiamu, Song Jiamu, take a photo here!"
"How to stand?"
"Just stand next to me and hold the umbrella straighter."
Song Jiamu was holding an umbrella, with her bag and water bottle on her shoulders. She was on his right side, holding a long selfie stick in her hand, holding up her mobile phone, her head tilted slightly to him, and gesticulating with a smile on her face.
I took a small pair of scissors and pressed the shutter to take this photo.
"How do you feel? Are my photography skills good?"
"It's good. The main thing is that I'm handsome. As long as I'm in the photo, it won't look ugly no matter how you take it."
"Stop being such a bastard, it's obviously me who enhanced my appearance in the photo!"
"Hey, Yun Shuqian, you are quite thick-skinned."
Song Jiamu looked at the photos taken and said it was not inappropriate at all if it was a couple's photo. On the contrary, it would feel particularly inappropriate to tell others that it was a photo of friends.
It's the kind of thing where if your wife accidentally digs it out, you'll be questioned, "Please explain to me who is that in the photo."
But Yun Shuqian is obviously very satisfied with this photo. It is not the first photo taken by the two of them. As long as it is a suitable place for taking pictures, she will take Song Jiamu to take a photo together. She doesn’t know why she is so diligent in taking pictures.
Yeah.
Are all wedding memoirs rolled up like this? Have you started saving photos many years ago?
"Send me a copy of the original picture."
"You are not allowed to post this on WeChat Moments! You are not allowed to send it to others!"
"I won't send it out. I want to keep it well and hide under the covers to watch."
"Why are you hiding under the covers to watch..."
Yun Shuqian felt strange hiding in bed, as if a pair of big hands were gently rubbing her breasts, and she felt her heart beat inexplicably.
"Then we didn't look at luminous watches in bed before."
"Childish~"
When we arrived at the entrance of Faxi Temple, the crowds began to increase. At first glance, they were full of young and energetic young people.
There were several girls walking together, and there were also young couples who came with their lovers to fulfill their vows. Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian were walking together. Almost everyone who saw them would think that they were also a young couple.
"Song Jiamu, let's go buy Yushou!"
"What is Yushou?"
"It's the amulet."
There is a store selling Yushou at the entrance. It is said that it has been opened and is very effective. The main reason is that the style is very cute and the price is not expensive, only 20 yuan each.
It mainly consists of a knot that fixes the pocket. The small cloth bag has exquisite patterns and prayer logos, plus mugwort or talismans and scriptures, which are used to express wishes.
Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian had never been exposed to these before, and this time they came here and it really felt like collecting styles. It happened that both of their books had magical elements, especially Yun Shuqian's book, which also involved some classical mythology.
I was able to get a lot of useful materials.
"What kind of guard do you want to buy?" Song Jiamu asked.
There are many styles, such as marriage, career, health, animal year, etc.
"Well, let me think about it." Yun Shuqian pretended to think, but in fact, his eyes had already been chosen on the guardian of marriage.
"In that case, let's buy them all!"
"Don't be greedy, choose the best one."
"Then just buy the Marriage Guard."
"You want to buy marriage?"
"yes."
"Oh, I don't know what to choose, so I'll choose marriage." Yun Shuqian said.
There are two types of marriage guardians, one is with the moon pattern on the outside, and the other is with the peach blossom pattern. One is to guard the marriage, and the other is to seek marriage. It is better for singles to choose the peach blossom pattern.
There were many customers in the store, and everyone was looking around and choosing carefully, including Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian.
The two of them didn't understand, so they both chose the Yue Lao pattern. When checking out, the young lady didn't remind them. After all, these two guys looked like a couple. Yue Lao Yushou just tied the red thread tightly.
"It is recommended to take the guardian to worship Guanyin, which can increase the power of spiritual wishes. The guardian time of the guardian is one year. After one year, remember to burn it or come back to the temple to fulfill your wish."
"Yeah, thank you~"
After buying the royal guards, Yun Shuqian and Song Jiamu bought tickets to enter the temple. The ticket price was ten yuan, and they would give three sticks of fragrance. There was a small basket at the ticket gate, and the monk put some biscuits and millet cakes in it, which you could eat for free.
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Yun Shuqian wanted to try it, but seeing that not many people were taking it, she was too embarrassed to take it.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But the cheeky Song Zhutou was different, and he went to get a piece of millet cake generously.
"Just take one piece! Here's me."
"Half for each person, didn't you say so? You can't be greedy."
Song Jiamu gave her half of the millet cake, and her half was more. The two of them ate the millet cake together.
It's a bit like their childhood. Even though there were a lot of biscuits, the two of them still liked to take one and split it in half to eat together.
"How is the taste?"
“It’s okay, quite light~”
There were many people in the temple, some burning incense and petitioning, and some taking photos and checking in on the high platform and the yellow temple wall. Yun Shuqian and Song Jiamu went to petition first with three sticks of incense sticks.
Both of them are young people and don't know anything about burning incense and petitioning. Anyway, they just have to learn from what others do.
We came to Faxi Temple together to pray for marriage. Others prayed in pairs, but Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian prayed separately.
Yun Shuqian knew better after checking the strategy. After seeing how others did it, the clever girl quickly learned it.
She stood still with both feet, held the incense stick with her thumb and index and middle fingers together, held it above her head, closed her eyes and chanted.
"Mother Guanyin, Goddess Yue Lao has blessed me to find a partner. I'm not in a hurry. I can do it before I turn twenty-eight. The best partner is one who is very close to me, so the red line doesn't have to be very long. I don't like long-distance relationships."
, because I am very clingy, and if I get married, it will be convenient for me to go home during the Chinese New Year. My partner should be taller. He is 18 centimeters taller than me. I like him best. He should be as good-looking as me, and he will also help me.
It’s best to blow dry your hair every day and know the basics. I’m very sincere. If you think this person is hard to find, Guanyin Goddess, then please bless me and Song Jiamu not to quarrel or fight, and let Song Jiamu listen to me for the rest of his life.
He and I are the best. Goddess Guanyin bless us both to be safe and happy, and to find a partner. My name is Yun Shuqian, and I live in Huabanli Community, Gusu District, South Jiangsu... So is Song Jiamu, and my ID number is 320502
...20020521...His ID number is 320502...20020520...Thank you, Goddess Guanyin, I will come to fulfill my wish next year."
Song Jiamu wanted to eavesdrop, but she wouldn't let him come over. She could only vaguely hear scattered words such as 'for life', 'listen to me', 'peace', 'half a mile of flowers in Gusu District' and '520'.
Song Jiamu in the front couldn't figure it out, but after listening to it, he figured it out clearly. This guy was reporting his ID number!
Yun Shuqian chanted for a long time, bowed in all four directions, and finally bowed deeply three times, silently saying thank you to Guanyin Bodhisattva in his heart, and then finally inserted the incense into the incense burner.
"Okay, have you finished praying?" Yun Shuqian turned around and looked at Song Jiamu.
"I haven't started yet, why are you talking about it for so long?" Song Jiamu asked curiously.
"That's for Lady Guanyin, not you. You don't care about me."
"Are you reporting your address and ID card at the end?"
"Yes, that's what everyone said. It's said that if you state your date of birth, address, and ID card, it will be more effective when praying."
"Advancing with the times belongs to us."
Song Jiamu nodded and stood where she had just stood, ready to start praying.
Seeing Yun Shuqian standing calmly beside him, wanting to eavesdrop, he turned his head and glanced at her. Yun Shuqian put her hands behind her back, whistling as unpleasantly as a hen laying eggs, and walked leisurely.
Far away, he still muttered: "Humph, who wants to hear what you wish for..."
But she couldn't help but be curious in her heart. After all, they came here to seek marriage. She wanted to know what kind of marriage Song Zhutou asked for. She was afraid that if Lady Guanyin agreed to his words and sent him a girl from the sky, she would be dumbfounded.
Song Jiamu turned his head, and Yun Shuqian approached calmly.
He didn't understand her, so he turned around suddenly, and she was so frightened that she ran away, finally not daring to come closer and eavesdrop.
Song Jiamu held up the incense and closed his eyes.
His prayer was not as long as Yun Shuqian's.
"Mother Guanyin, Yue Lao has blessed Yun Shuqian to marry me as my wife. I will be kind to her all her life. I will help her blow dry her hair every day. She will not quarrel or fight. She will live in peace and joy for the rest of her life. I will live with her...ours
The ID card is..."
After praying, Song Jiamu worshiped devoutly in the four directions of southeast, northwest and southeast, bowed deeply three times, and put the incense into the incense burner.
Making wishes and praying for blessings is actually a kind of positive psychological suggestion. Sincerity brings wisdom, and it can also be regarded as a good way of emotional sustenance.
Most people come to this temple to send children, blessings, and marriage, which are what ordinary people look forward to most.
"You, what wish did you make?" Seeing Song Jiamu placing incense, Yun Shuqian couldn't help but run over and asked.
"Seeking marriage."
"...I forgot to tell you that if the request is too high, Lady Guanyin and Immortal Yuelao will not agree. They are busy with business and will always choose simple wishes to come true."
"Then I shouldn't ask too much."
After the two prayed, they wandered around again.
There is a small popsicle shop outside that sells koi popsicles. The wooden sticks are engraved with the lottery. After eating the popsicles, you can see what lottery you have won.
Yun Shuqian randomly picked a popsicle, and Song Jiamu also picked a popsicle.
The temperature rose in the afternoon, and the two of them licked popsicles while walking. The ice was cold and sweet, and they felt very comfortable. When walking side by side, their middle shoulders would bump from time to time.
The girl was soft and soft, so she would naturally be at a disadvantage when she collided with him like this. Song Jiamu only needed to nudge her slightly, and she staggered two steps with a groan.
But she refused to admit defeat. Like a young bull, she held back her strength and rushed over to him, hitting him with her forehead.
But his arm was so hard that it hurt her own head.
So he covered his red forehead in embarrassment and raised his little hand to pat him angrily. Song Jiamu hunched his shoulders and dodged.
The two were joking around and didn't notice that they accidentally broke into someone else's camera. There was a photographer behind them, holding a tripod and planning to take pictures of the yellow walls and black tiles surrounded by the jungle, as well as the steps climbing up in the distance. Who knew?
The young couple suddenly burst into the scene and couldn't avoid it.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The girl is wearing a simple and elegant dress, with bright eyes and a charming smile. She holds a popsicle in her left hand and hits the boy next to her with her right hand;
The boy was full of youth, and the bright afternoon light fell on him. He was smiling, carrying the girl's bright yellow bag, and holding the same popsicle as hers in his right hand;
There was no stage, no scenery, no plan, they just broke into the photographer's lens unexpectedly.
Almost instinctively, the photographer couldn't explain why, but his eyes lit up and he pressed the shutter in his hand.
For photographers, it is common for uninvited guests to pop into the camera. Some photos become waste, but some become classics. This photo is an unexpected surprise.
"Then shall we go to Sansei Stone now?"
"Hmm, I don't know where to go..."
Yun Shuqian and Song Jiamu were licking popsicles and talking leisurely, when the sound of trotting footsteps came from behind.
"Both students, please wait a moment."
The photographer ran over with his camera in hand, apologizing for disturbing the little couple's little world.
"Hello, what's the matter?" Song Jiamu asked, and Yun Shuqian also turned around, subconsciously sticking to his side, looking at this person curiously.
"That's right, I just took pictures here, and then you walked in..."
"Oh, I'm sorry to bother you, we were just about to walk out."
"No, no, classmate, you misunderstood. What I mean is that I just captured this scene. I think the photo is very, very good. I would like to ask for your opinion and see if you can include it in my portfolio for magazine submission. I
You can pay for this photo!”
"…Which one?"
"This one."
The photographer showed the photo he just took. The original photo has not been retouched yet, but the composition is very beautiful. There is no doubt that after retouching, it will be a photo that can be used as the cover of a youth literature magazine.
Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian's eyes lit up when they saw it, especially Yun Shuqian, whose big eyes looked at every detail of the photo without blinking, and he even forgot to lick the popsicle in his mouth.
It turns out that the fight between the two just now seemed so harmonious when viewed from a third perspective!
In the thousand-year-old temple with yellow walls and black tiles, such youth and love seem to give time an indescribable vitality. It’s no wonder that the photographer has such a high opinion of this photo.
The more top-notch photography is, the more natural and real it needs to be. This is an effect that cannot be achieved by posing.
"Here, can you give us a photo of this?" Yun Shuqian asked.
"Of course, can this classmate leave a WeChat message? I will send you the original picture and the repaired picture. I will pay you the price of an excellent model."
Song Jiamu added his WeChat account. It turned out that he was a professional photographer and also took wedding and travel photos. The quality of the photos was good. Maybe there would be another chance to find him in the future.
Both of them accepted the payment generously. Unexpectedly, when they went out for a spin, they actually made money, which was just used to supplement their funds.
Both parties were very satisfied, and Song Jiamu asked him which way the Sansheng Stone should go.
"The Sansheng Stone is hidden in a relatively low-key manner and is not easy to find. You can walk over here and turn right. There is a mountain gate with a sign saying "Sanzhu Kongmeng". Walk straight along Tianzhu Road for about 500 meters to Fajing Temple. At Fajing
You can see it by walking along the path behind the drum tower and passing through a small tea garden."
"..."
Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian looked confused.
"Do you understand?" Song Jiamu asked.
"I, I definitely understand." Yun Shuqian licked the popsicle and said, but she understood every word, but she didn't understand them together.
Seeing her appearance, Song Jiamu stopped asking her. Since he had plenty of time, he just wanted to stroll around leisurely. Maybe he would meet the Sansheng Stone when he got lost, which would be a kind of fun.
"Anyway, thank you two classmates very much. I wish you a happy trip and a smooth relationship. You can ask me to be your photographer when you get married. I feel that we will definitely see you again."
After that, the photographer waved his hand and left with his SLR in hand.
"..."
Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian looked confused.
"Did you understand?" Song Jiamu asked, "Did he say let us get married?"
"I, I definitely didn't understand."
Yun Shuqian licked the popsicle and said that she understood every word, but when she connected them, her face turned red.
"How can I marry you, Pig Tou."
The two of them continued to wander around while eating popsicles. The warm breeze in early summer blew the hem of the girl's skirt. She looked at the photo forwarded by Song Jiamu on her phone and became more and more satisfied.
"Why don't we ask him to take more pictures for us?" Song Jiamu said.
"This one is for making money, but the one behind is asking for money, stupid~!"