"This was actually given to him by someone else. Legend has it that there was a man in the Ming Dynasty who devoted himself to cultivating immortality and traveled around the world, hoping to meet gods. He heard that there was a Taoist temple in Paoma Mountain, and Master Chunyang lived here, so he ran to the mountain
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However, after living in Paoma Mountain for several years, he had not met the real person Chunyang. He was impatient and would throw things and curse people. The Taoist priest reminded him: People with a big temper will not meet the gods.
So he wrote at the entrance of his cave: He was angry and wanted to see Lu Dongbin. I don’t know if he lived in the cave to imitate Lu Dongbin."
Everyone laughed.
"From then on, he became calm, studied and practiced Taoism. After a while, he met an old man with gray hair and childish face at the entrance of the cave. Seeing the immortal demeanor of the old man, he invited him to drink in the cave. Unexpectedly, the old man accidentally broke the jade cup.
He immediately became furious and asked the old man to compensate. The old man said I would pay, so he walked out. He also followed him out, thinking that the old man was going to buy a jade cup to compensate him.
Unexpectedly, the old man turned into a breeze and walked away, and the couplet at the entrance of the cave became: I was angry and wanted to see Lu Dongbin. After meeting Lu Dongbin, I was angry again."
Everyone laughed.
"Look, y is teasing fans."
The tourists laughed.
"This man is full of regrets, but this shows that he is not destined to become an immortal and can only be an official. Later, when he became the number one scholar, he became the governor of Yunzhou. He built the Jin'an Palace here and built a golden body for Master Chunyang. And
Build the Yingxian Bridge in front, which is the bridge you are standing on now."
The tourists looked at the stone arch bridge standing at their feet and smiled.
He Huan said with a smile: "At the gate of the mountain, Hua Xiucai came to welcome me on horseback. On the mountainside, Chen Zhuangyuan built a bridge to welcome the immortals. Do you feel that your status is getting higher and higher, and you are like a fairy?"
"Hahahaha..." the tourists laughed.
The tourists who came in halfway looked at each other: "Who is Hua Xiucai?"
Liang Yu and other docents completely forgot that they were docents and listened with gusto along with the tourists.
"I don't know if Master Chunyang has ever been to this mansion built by the governor. After all, Master Chunyang once said: To learn Taoism, you need to be extremely poor, and you only have five or three coins in your pocket. People from all over the world beg me, and I will go to the end of the world without seeing anyone.
Chunyang Zhenren likes to travel, but is very lonely. Is this why he is teasing fans?
But people only recognize the golden body and do not recognize the true immortal. It can be seen that the world's people cast golden bodies and offer incense, just for their own fame and fortune, or for their own peace of mind, and have nothing to do with gods and Buddhas."
"Okay!" A teacher took the lead in applauding, and everyone applauded.
He Huan was a little embarrassed, but also very happy.
"It's rare to have such knowledge at such a young age!" said another old teacher.
He Huan smiled shyly and said: "It doesn't matter whether Master Chunyang comes or not. Everyone, follow me in now and take a look at the golden body of Master Chunyang."
Seeing everyone swarming towards Jin'an Hall, Liang Yu and other guides remembered their responsibilities and hurriedly greeted their tourists. They were almost led away by He Huan.
The tourists were reluctant to leave and wanted to follow, but they were embarrassed. There were a lot of people and the mountain road was narrow. Besides, the guide was hired by someone else.
Looking at their envious eyes, the commentators were on the verge of tears. A trainee commentator made it more difficult for everyone to explain.
Even if they knew these stories, it would be difficult for them to tell them as interestingly, comprehensively, have their own insights, and inspire tourists as He Huan did.
Inside, He Huan talked about the murals on the beams, and the surroundings were crowded with people.
After paying homage to Master Chunyang, the tourists came out of the palace to take pictures, and He Huan also took out his camera to take pictures for them.
Continuing to climb to the top of the mountain, no matter men, women or children, they were not tired. After passing the bathroom, He Huan reminded the tourists to go to the toilet. Several tourists went to meet each other. Guide Gu walked to him and handed him a bottle of water, "To be honest
good!"
"Thank you." He Huan took it, took a sip, and then looked at the whole group, "Director Gu, let me take a photo for you."
"OK!"
He Huan chose an angle and asked Director Gu to stand over it.
After a while, tourists also came over to let He Huan take photos.
After everyone gathered, they continued walking up the mountain. Director Gu thoughtfully took some water that he had drunk. He Huan continued to explain. There was laughter and laughter all the way, and gradually more and more tourists followed him.
Teams and guides are not allowed to take them to Eagle Beak Cliff. There is a danger of crowding and bumping. Teams have their own team routes.
Even for individual tourists, He Huan rarely takes them there. At present, he only takes the photographer and the grandparents there because they know the place and requested it themselves.
On the lawn and garden at the top of the mountain, everyone was allowed to move freely and take photos. A female teacher walked up to He Huan and asked, "What is Chunyang Zhenren's most famous poem?"
"The setting sun is setting, the autumn wind is cold, will my old friends come tonight? Teach people to set up all the shadows of the parasol trees."
The female teacher smiled, "Actually, it's hard for everyone to connect the person who wrote this poem with Chunyang Zhenren, isn't it?"
He Huan nodded, "Yes, so I think only those who have great kindness in their hearts can stand up to the mortal world."
The female teacher smiled and looked at the green lawn, "You talked about Hua Xiucai and Lu Shixian. Director He, please compose a poem."
Director Gu stood on the other side and looked at He Huan with gloating. Here comes the scary part of the teaching team! The Chinese teacher will ask you to compose a poem on the spot!
He Huan looked at the lawn in front of him and said with a smile: "If the grass is not green for poets, why bother with everything?"
"Hahaha..." The female teacher and Director Gu clapped their hands and laughed together.
This made the teachers all run over and surround them, "Director He is going to give you a small stove! Tell us what you said!"
The female teacher said the two sentences that He Huan had just recited, and the teachers looked at him with shining eyes, "What a talented man! Why bother talking about everything while saying every word is like a pearl!"
He Huan was embarrassed by the praise, "I just recited a few limericks casually, please stop praising me, I'm ashamed!"
"Randomly?"
The teachers laughed again, "That's interesting!"
Everyone went down the mountain happily.
There are many people on the main road, and some of the group members who came along the way were also crowded. Although the guides and teachers didn't care, Director Gu seemed to have some objections. After all, he was their guide.
As their guide, I have to consider them. Anyway, the main attractions have been covered, so when going down the mountain, He Huan will take the road with more animals.
Teach them to compare their hearts to tease the squirrels. This time the teachers really had peanuts and melon seeds in their bags. They took them out and pinched them to compare their hearts. The squirrels came running down.
Seeing so many people, the peacocks opened their tails one after another to show their respect.
The teachers were very happy, and He Huan was busy taking photos for them.
Accompanied by the animals all the way down the mountain, He Huan said: "Master Chunyang vowed to save all sentient beings before ascending to heaven. Many years later, his master asked him: How many people have you saved? Master Chunyang shook his head, not a single one."
Everyone laughed.
"So, Master Chunyang would rather save animals than people."
The teachers all expressed their feelings. Animals are around them and they don’t avoid people. It can be seen that the environment of Paoma Mountain is very good and people and nature are very harmonious. It feels like this climb up the mountain has been a double baptism for the eyes and the soul.
Seeing He Huan, the guests and their entire entourage walking out of the door, their faces felt like they had eaten honey, and the senior brother came over with a smile on his face.
Seeing He Huan holding the camera, senior brother's smile suddenly disappeared, "If I had known I wouldn't give you money, I would have harmed you. Do you know that photography can ruin your life?"