Ganzhou Four Questions (Group Chapter)
Liu Zhihong
Dafo Temple
Looking up at the history of thousands of years of precipitation, China's largest indoor reclining Buddha carries the mysterious and magnificent artistic conception of the Great Buddha Hall. I only chewed a line of beautiful poetry and kowtowed reverently.
Stone tablets, bronze Buddhas, copper mirrors, copper pots, Buddhist scriptures... The scenery on the other side is condensed by the thoughts of the seasons on the wind chimes of the Thousand Buddha Pagoda of Mida. The 34.5-meter Buddha's illuminated sleeping posture weathers the true works left over from the first year of Yong'an in Western Xia, and closes the eyes of all Buddhas in the vicissitudes of the storm, completing the natural beauty of Shakyamuni Nirvana, a holy relic outside the heavens.
Lying on your back at the entrance of the years, graceful in Ananda's eroded gaze, wisdom contemplation along the long Gobi quicksand outside Serbia, stepping on the cloud ladder to the heavens of bliss, climbing step by step to the flying light dream, listening to the sound of Buddha light rising in the depths of Ganzhou.
The clouds drift west of the river, the rain spills Zhangye, in the footsteps of Marco Polo, the bells are deep, the incense is mysterious...
This is a page of classics that allows a kind of eternal auspiciousness that locks in the charm that the creator carved with his heart and sweat. Embrace the seeds that have been peeled and exploded for hundreds of years, nurture Ganzhou's deep dragon culture, and render a shining theme with "Stuffing the famous brake, the victory of the Buddha country".
Zhangye Big Buddha Temple, a high-pitched folk song. In the poetry of the soaring Silk Road, the eyes that amaze the world obliquely escape a string of antique Chinese songs.
Zhangye Big Buddha Temple
Zhenyuan Building
Caressing Ganzhou with an unruly attitude, the cry of the soul dances a long rainbow through the sun, releasing vicissitudes and wealth to the world.
The structure is exquisite, the shape is majestic, and the mighty shore of force follows the uneven direction of the battlement, refracting the light and shadow of the sun on the Great Plateau, and a bronzed body floats out of slaughter and perseverance; The cornices and angles, carved beams and paintings, and the lips of the desert are tightly connected to the thousand-year-old bloody nature of Qilian Xuefeng, interpreting the fierce qi of Ganzhou's depth and ups and downs into the wind and clouds in the depths of the Heihe River.
Jincheng Chunyu, Yuguan Xiaoyue, Qilian Qingxue, Juyan Gumu... A piece of soul singing, can not walk out of the deep connotation of the town far building; Nine Layers in Sight, All Nations Hambin, Sound and Teaching, Lakes and Mountains... The fruit of the proverb, full of branches of thought, let the landscape be illuminated by the holy light of faith.
Once, the wolf smoke of the golden iron horse returned to the sand of the Great Wall, standing as the weight of history in the depths of the desert. A burst of shouts accompanied by the joy of conquest, through the Qin, Han, Ming Yue, Tang and Song poetry souls, in the magnificent artistic conception of the Tang Dynasty bell, burning the eyes of tourists.
Under the pure sky, history and heroes go with the desert wind. On the towering castle, the spirit of the flag filled with a sea of sand is enough to make the angular light three-dimensional into a landscape of the Great West...
Zhangye Bell and Drum Tower
Black River Forest Park
The sea of mountains and clouds rises from the ground, and the height of the transcendence is amazing. Billions of years, independent and vast, boundless green is completely a realm.
In a solemn way, perceiving the infinite remoteness of the future, quietly thinking about the inquiry of China's second largest inland river. The peaceful vastness of the 376-hectare view ignites the inexhaustible thoughts of the artificial lake; The momentum held up by Lin Hai with his eyes blew through Ganzhou's bosom, and he read the sunset bathing intently.
Spruce, acacia, willow, weeping elm, elm plum... All the greenery, the branches of the season, make the thousand-year-old rural rendering of the national forest park have the theme of flesh and blood; Swimming pools, racetracks, hunting ranges, rare bird gardens, fishing ponds... In the brilliance of spring and autumn, the continuation of history connects the future, and the spirit of jointing polishes the light of faith.
Conceived in the time of retreat, blossoming in pious hymns, bearing fruit in the wisdom roots of practice. A dark green dream fills the vast time and space, galloping in the quiet warmth of Zhangye, the dense caressing under the wings of the Qilian Mountains, and the way the sun-shaking beard moored on each green leaf is so soft.
Heihe Forest Park, the home of life planted with the sun, the philosophy of reproduction nurtures life. So, Gobi has you, love has a direction; With you in Ganzhou, cooking smoke is full of life...
Zhangye Olympic Forest Park
September Ganzhou
In September in Ganzhou, the season deeply inserts beautiful and philosophical thoughts into the chest of passion and ups and downs in a simple pattern.
Snow-capped mountains, deserts, forests, lakes... The artistic conception in Liangzhou words and ancient biansai poems listens to the gurgling flow of blood in the Heihe River. The high-speed railway winds with a cut of heroic and sand grains through time, so that "a lake and mountain light, half city tower shadow, reed creek contiguous, ancient temples everywhere" beautiful atmosphere, to build the most simple and pure image of Jinganzhou.
Big Buddha Temple, Zhenyuan Tower, Heishui Country Ruins, Sui Dynasty Wooden Pagoda... Like a string of pearls, in the eyes of the setting sun, it is condensed into a sunset picture by the sassy autumn breeze.
When the acacia surging from the black river is full of wordless promises, the group of flaming Shandan horses step on the red dust of thousands of years on rice paper. Suddenly, ancient dreams rolled from the green silhouette of the Heihe Great Forest, casting the eyes of the Jiangnan into vicissitudes, pursuing the harmonious Ganzhou with high-rise buildings, and letting history and heroes go with the wind.
Clouds cast the shadows of clouds, the wind chases the horses of the wind, and quicksand is lost in the colorful fields. The towns and villages have long been rich into the background of a bountiful harvest, and the hammer and sickle dance a devotional light, allowing men, women and children to step on the melody of folk songs, and romanize Ganzhou into a kind of beauty and tranquility.
In September in Ganzhou, let the noble meaning of life and the tears that moved quietly splash from the clear atrium of the Silk Road, and illuminate the journey of faith with the mellow fragrance of grain...
Zhangye National Wetland Park