Hou Xianxian, also known as Hou Jixian and Hou Zhouxian, is located in the northeast of Nanji Village, Shangjia Township, Leiyang City, bordering Yongxing and Anren, and is known as the three counties of Jiming. The main peak is more than 580 meters above sea level, with a total of seventy-two peaks of all sizes, and it is said that Zhuge Liang, the Marquis of Wu, was a soldier in this mountain, so he was named Hou Xianxian. But the villagers called the monkey fairy, saying that it was a mountain where monkeys haunted. Probably the villagers are familiar with "monkey" but do not know "Hou". In the early years, there were still wild animals such as tigers, wild boars, roe deer, and chamois in the mountains, and monkeys were definitely there. Moreover, there is an ancient legend about this mountain.
Legend has it that there is a monkey spirit living on the top of Hou XianXian Mountain, and on the opposite peak lives a giant rooster spirit. The two elves were more tall when they were full and had nothing to do, and the monkey spirit said, "My monkey eats a meal, and it grows one inch a day." The rooster spirit said, "My rooster pecks (reading yangping in The Yang dialect) and pecking at it, and it is one foot long a day (the Yang dialect reads the Yang Ping). Soon, the Rooster Mountain was higher than the Monkey Mountain, and it had been growing, and it looked at the level of the sky, and the Jade Emperor asked the Rooster Essence: Is it still long? The rooster essence was probably carried away by victory and replied in a high voice: "Long! "。 The Jade Emperor was furious and sent Lei Gong to blow up the Rooster Mountain in half, so the locals still call the Rooster Mountain "Thunder Ridge".
In the early summer of the year of Bing Shen, thirty-five members of the Yang people's association went to visit Hou Xian with great interest. Zhu Junwenke, chairman of the Chinese People's Association, and everyone in the Democratic Association called him "section chief.". The section chief is a zhujiawan person from the upper shelf stone mirror, and I am from the upper shelf of the Nanji Xie family. Stone mirror and Nanji are facing each other from north to south, and we are all familiar with the history and legend of Hou Xianxian and the local people's customs. The section chief appointed me as a tour guide. Ximen spared no trouble and had the right to act as a tour guide. Still on the bus, I told you a few celebrity anecdotes and the legend of the chicken and monkey ratio in Shangjia Township. The carriage was filled with laughter and a cheerful air.
When I got on the bus in the morning, the sky was still drizzling, but it was clear at the moment. I finally put down my uneasy mood, and at first I was always worried that it would be difficult to climb the mountain in the rain, and the sky was beautiful! This weather is also excellent for mountain climbing.
The car stopped in Zhangjia pass halfway up the mountain, and everyone abandoned the car to climb the mountain and admired the flowers and trees on the side of the road. In April, the flowers have passed, and only a few unknown wildflowers remain dotted with stars, red, yellow, yellow, pink, purple, and white. But it doesn't make people feel sad, the roadside is lush with trees, a vibrant scene, especially the new bamboo that is full of mountains and fields, always makes people feel as if they have seen the growth of life.
The mountain gradually steepened, and the line of more than thirty people gradually opened up, three or three in two, chatting and watching as they walked, and some people stopped from time to time to shoot. Several old comrades, over seventy years old, enthusiastic as young people, light footsteps, not left behind. From their smiles, I saw the positive and sunny side of the old comrades, who are people who love life. They are all people who have suffered, but there is no sorrow on their faces, and some of them are happy and peaceful.
The closer to the top of the mountain, the steeper the mountain, and everyone is sweating, but the more open the horizon is, the more mountainous and pleasant the scenery. Great men have poetry clouds: infinite scenery at dangerous peaks. Encouraged, the crowd riveted and ascended to the top of the mountain with a single blow. Looking around, the mountains are submissive, the villages and villages near and far are scattered among the mountains, the four fields are silent, the noise of the world is far away, and the people's state of mind is suddenly cheerful.
Section chiefs, curators, Uncle Cha, Huang Lao, Peng Lao, Pan Lao, Fa Ge, Bing Ge and other people flourished and flourished, standing around the stone wall of Wuhou Temple on the top of the mountain, pointing out the rivers and mountains, talking and laughing. At this moment, the clouds are light and the wind is clear, the sky is high and refreshing, and the scenery of the three counties of Leiyang, Yongxing and Anren can be seen from afar. The chief of the section and I are locals, and we can both recognize some place names and explain them to everyone, which is very interesting. Uncle Tea was extremely interested, pulled the tea aunt, and swung the pos that flew with wings and wings. The section chief recently walked the peach blossom luck, soaked in the Wu beauty, the mood is comfortable, and the corners of the eyes are full of happiness. Fago God, the more people are interested, the higher the higher, straight spit and spit. Ximen is a scattered immortal, his heart always yearns for nature, and when he returns to the countryside, his pores are comfortable. The curator, the doctor, the little friend, and the middle school are confucian and elegant people, usually the case is in the shape of labor, it is rare to have such a Yaxing, at this time everyone is like a bird flying out of the cage, cheerful and happy.
After enjoying the beautiful scenery, the crowd stepped into the Wuhou Temple for a nap. The presiding monk brought tea and fruit cakes. I braved the rain alone in 2004 to get along with the former abbot Shi Daqing monk. At that time, Simon was at a low point in his life, decadent for a long time, and there was no way to escape, and he went up the mountain to seek the guidance of the bodhisattva. I remember that day I made a saying: It's empty, it's empty, it's empty, it's gone. Emptiness is emptiness, emptiness is emptiness. The master praised Huigen and said that if he wanted to, he could come to him. It seems that the master wants to take me in as a disciple. However, Ximen's dust is not exhausted, and there are old and young, how can it be. In Chinese New Year's Eve 2013, I went up the mountain with my friends again, and the master passed away. I looked at the remains of the master on the wall and sighed at the impermanence of life. The current host is a master apprentice, fat and thick, I always feel that he is a layman, met him twice, and basically did not talk to him.
After taking a short rest, everyone took a group photo in front of Wuhou Temple and then descended the mountain. As the saying goes: It is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down. It depends on what the situation is. Personally, I always feel that it is still difficult to go up the mountain, and it is easy to go down the mountain. Probably because I don't feel hard before going up the mountain, I don't feel hard because I have a belief to support it, and I always want to climb to the top to enjoy the beautiful scenery. For example, if there is always a pursuit and hope in life, it will not be afraid of difficulties and obstacles. However, when going down the mountain, one climbing up the mountain consumes a lot of physical strength, and at this time it is tired; the other is that the passion has passed, and it is time to face real life, so there will be some slack, so the world will always feel that it is difficult to go down the mountain.
I remember that in 1996, when I was teaching at Nanji Primary School, I wrote a poem with Mr. Nan Xiaowu when I went down the mountain:
Denghou Xian
The peak of Mount Xian is towering over the sky
History is in turmoil
Thunder over the top of the mountain to hit the pheasant
I went to the temple to think of The Marquis of Wu
There are many ancient hatreds in the world
Whoever does not have all kinds of worries
Surrounded by the four wildernesses of the absolute sky
Red dust and customs disappear with the wind
At that time, Simon was in his early twenties, and there should be no hatred or sorrow! Perhaps because of the sentimental complex of the literati (Simon is not a literati, reading less of the sages), I seem to have rarely had happy moments in my life. However, Simon yijie is clothed, ignorant, sentimental and hateful. Fortunately, I can still recognize these sorrows and hatreds, but they are just some red dust things. When you reach the top, look far away, and feel relaxed, these mundane things will really disappear with the wind.
It is the year, Simon has passed the year of confusion, the state of mind is very different from before, often think about the love, hate, sorrow, and suffering in the world are floating clouds, life is short, rather than entanglement, it is better to put it down, live well, live happily, is the king's way!
Zhuge Daxian, originally clothed, cultivated Nanyang. I read his poem: Who Dreams Big Dreams? I know myself all my life. The grass hall slept enough in the spring, and the day outside the window was late. What a joy and pleasure. Out of the mountain, after saddleing the horse for Liu Bei's cloth weavers, he bowed down to exhaustion, became ill with sorrow, and the five original stars fell, and the life was fifty-four. What a pity! Looking at his life, a scholar, the two pilgrims of Mongolia, the lord of the two dynasties, the merit of covering the three kingdoms, the name of the eight arrays, one of their own strength, so that the weak and small Western Shu embraced the world three have one, but did not try to protect themselves, the seven captured Meng, the south was established. Six more out of the Qi Mountains, the Northern Expedition to strengthen Wei, everything is done. Sima Yi said: Zhuge will soon be over! Sure enough, he was killed. This is truly fearful! The world is full of wisdom, and I think this is unwise.
Look at the rooster essence again, stronger than the monkey essence that is several times the size of the body, should have been satisfied, but it was still strong and competitive, and was beaten by Lei Gong, losing Qingqing's life, and being laughed at by the world.
Therefore, being a person should still be low-key, and living is king!
Bing Shen Nian, Ximen Denghou Xian, has a sense of enlightenment, and encourages the kings together!