My travels are written in documentary prose, perhaps narrative and prose. Some customs and things may be forgotten, but they are basically remembered. I wrote this travel note for nostalgia.
From Mandi Wu Cun, the guide took us to the local farmers' home for dinner. The food was beautifully set, and a peacock was set. The food was well done. But we can't get used to it. In order to avoid waste, we still eat nothing left.
At noon, the sun is shining. After lunch, the hot air makes people sleepy. I just want to go back to the hotel and take a nap. The tour guide has been advising us to go to the Buddhist temple. We really don't want to walk in such hot weather. The tour guide said, "You can go up the mountain by battery car instead of walking."
We couldn't stand the persuasion of the female tour guide and finally went to the Great Buddha Temple. The environment of the Big Buddha Temple is also beautiful. We bought tickets, took a bus and drove up the hill. Sitting in the battery car, watching the scenery all the way, the winding mountain road looks cool in the shade of big trees. After the rain, the green leaves are greener, the air is filled with fragrance, the breeze blows through the body and mind, and the hot mood is blown out by the wind. As if a lotus flower blooms in my heart, it is even more dazzling against the lotus leaf.
I think of "Sasha in Jing Tian" written by Bai Pu in Yuan Dynasty:
Clouds collect rain and add waves, buildings are high and water-cooled and melons are sweet, and trees are shaded and eaves are painted.
In the mosquito net in the tent, there is a girl, wearing thin silk and holding Fan Luo, quietly enjoying the pleasant summer time.
Isn't this the portrayal of this moment?
The tour guide was passing a hillside and said, "This is the Sutra Pavilion." Passing another place, she pointed to the distance and said, "That's the Buddhist College."
We reached the top of the mountain, where stood a Buddha statue. We didn't go into the temple, but looked outside. In front is the newly built glass plank road. I've been on the glass plank road in Hainan, Guizhou, and I'm still scared. Everyone is ready to go up, put on their shoes and walk up. I had to put on my shoes and walk to the glass plank road.
The tour guide told us that we can enjoy the whole Jinghong city, namely Xishuangbanna, on the glass plank road. On the left is Myanmar and on the right is Laos. We took photos separately and hurried down the mountain.
After seeing the last scenic spot, our journey is over. I'm going home soon and I'm very excited. I've always liked this. When I am at home, I want to travel. Stay for a week at most and finally come out and want to go back.
Unfortunately, I didn't go to the park because of the tight schedule, and I didn't feel the feeling of the Water-splashing Festival. I asked the tour guide, "What is the origin of the Water-splashing Festival?"
The tour guide told us the story of the Water-splashing Festival.
Legend has it that there was once a local demon who did all kinds of evil and the people were miserable. They hate this demon very much, but there is nothing they can do. However, the devil has seven daughters, but they are all very kind. They sympathized with the people and decided to help them and kill the devil.
However, the devil is invulnerable and cannot die. Seven Sisters poured wine on the devil to find out his weakness and how to kill him. The devil finally revealed his secret, and he was afraid to strangle him with his hair.
After learning the devil's secret, Seven Sisters strangled him with his hair. At this moment, the devil's head fell off. Who knows, where it fell, it caught fire. Seven Sisters's sister quickly hugged her head to prevent him from falling to the ground. I hugged her for a week, and my clothes were covered with blood and dust, which was too dirty. The other six sisters splashed water and washed clothes for their sisters. Then they hugged each other in turn, and the other sisters kept splashing water.
When the devil is removed, people will have a better life. Later, in order to thank Seven Sisters, the Songkran Festival was scheduled for April 13.
After the tour guide finished, he said, "The Songkran Festival is very lively and crazy, and everyone is out. If I got wet with a cold heart that day, I wouldn't be angry. This is a symbol of blessing. The more I get splashed, the happier I am. If I hadn't been splashed with water and my clothes were dry and not wet at all, I would have been looked down upon by jokes and lost face. "
The tour guide took a sip of water and continued with a smile: "Those who haven't been splashed with water rushed to the Lancang River and splashed two pots of water themselves to avoid being told."
"You will be splashed with water when you have a chance to meet the Songkran Festival in the future. Don't be angry. That's my blessing. "
There are many stories about the Dai people. I am most interested in Dai medicine, and I want to hear stories about Dai medicine, because I like Chinese medicine, and many ideas of Dai medicine and Chinese medicine are the same. Yuxiang said a lot about the health care methods of Dai doctors, but I didn't write them down completely. That female tour guide also knows a lot about health care. She said it was all because mom knew more.
I am happy to make friends with Yuxiang and female tour guides and listen to their knowledge of Dai medicine. Unfortunately, the time was too short and the fate was too shallow, and finally they parted ways.
Hope to come again sometime!
Goodbye, beautiful Xishuangbanna!