Tonglu was here two years ago. It is said to be the back garden of Hangzhou. At that time, there was no high-speed rail and the traffic was not very convenient. I only know that it is a beautiful place.
It was already 2: 30 pm in Tonglu, high-speed railway station, and I took a taxi to a village called Vinegar Ping, which took about 40 minutes by car. There are mountains and Fuchun River twice, and there are mountains and water, which constitute the basis of beautiful scenery. I saw a temple called Guling Temple. It was yellow and solemn. The fragrance should be good.
After a while, the car turned into a path and the destination arrived. Seeing a bridge is very simple, very design-oriented, but natural. This is my favorite place.
Call the curator. She'll be out soon. She is almost in her thirties, very thin, wearing a simple and elegant cotton and linen robe, loose trousers and a straw hat, and feels like a farmer. This place is a bit messy and not very clean. She told me to go back to my room to have a rest and come down to make tea later. The room is simple and comfortable. I didn't feel tired, so I went downstairs to make tea She is cleaning. She said that she had just finished a class and everyone had left. I was the only guest today. I boiled some water and made my own tea.
The host said it was sunny outside and came out to make tea in the yard. The sunshine is just right, the breeze is quiet, and there is a feeling that time has stopped flowing. Two cats are playing, which is very clingy. I'm afraid of animals, but these two cats are not bothered at all. They look smart. She said that a cat named Pangpang was a stray cat, and another cat named Challenger was brought back from a neighbor's house and raised by her daughter. After a while, a big dog came to watch us have tea and chat. She said that she was a stray dog and often ate in their house. I feel that she is very caring.
The owner said that we experience yoga life here, cook and clean together, making this our home and experiencing the spirit of yoga in life, which is different from other homestays. That's interesting. I want to experience it.
The shopkeeper said that they still have a spot in Shishe Village, where a classmate from Xinjiang asked her if she wanted to come and cook dinner and study for herself at night. She called and her classmates said they would come. They asked the local villagers to drive her car and paid 20 yuan, which was very convenient. Her lover came with her. He came with her and stayed for a few days. He is going to Fujian on business. She will stay for more than a month to adjust her state. Both of them seem to get along well, and they are both in their forties. Let's take the basket to the vegetable field.
I was about to go to the vegetable field to pick vegetables when the owner's husband and little daughter came. His husband is tall and his beard is messy. It should be intentional, giving people a sense of vicissitudes. I really look like a farmer in a gray cotton and linen dress with rolled trousers. Maybe this is an artistic fashion. The smirk on his face.
Her daughter Xiao Wu is only 20 months old. She looks like two or three years old. At first, she didn't have much impression. She went to the vegetable field with us to pick vegetables.
The vegetable field is only a few hundred meters away, and the vegetables are well planted. This is the land given to them by the villagers, with green vegetables, radishes and sweet potatoes. We pulled out the dense green vegetable seedlings, which is beneficial to the growth of other vegetable seedlings. There is a golden paddy field ahead, which can be harvested soon. It feels good, just like when I was a child.
Back at home, the host asked us to cook, and she was going to sweep the floor and tidy up the yard. It is said that there are six people eating. We saw the dishes in the kitchen, including taro, sweet potato vermicelli, white radish, mushrooms, newly picked vegetables and onions today. I haven't cooked for a long time, and my hands are all skinned. We cooked boiled taro, scrambled eggs with leeks, vermicelli soup with mushrooms, vegetables and cold radish. It looks delicious on the coffee table.
At dinner, another woman came, wearing a dark red robe and long hair. She was in her forties, and seemed to be practicing martial arts, talking softly and laughing. The shopkeeper said that she was Summer Xu, a teacher who taught ode to bowls a few days ago, and lived here for a few days. During the dinner, I chatted everywhere and forgot everything. Two people didn't eat together, the man in Xinjiang went out to wander around the village, and the master's husband went to meditate next door and didn't eat. I feel like someone practicing. Children can eat all kinds of food by themselves. Sometimes they grab the food in the bowl with their hands, and then eat it all over, which makes them feel happy.
After dinner, the host makes white tea for us to drink. It is better to drink white tea at night, and it will not be too energetic. The child came by the cat's neck. Her neck was completely paralyzed. The cat still obediently let her run around with it. Will cats not breathe? I feel that the cat listens to her and does whatever she wants. Some people are born with spirituality, and even animals are particularly close to her. The child sat by the tea, not crying or making trouble, playing with the cup by himself.
After a while, someone knocked at the door and two women came in, also wearing cotton and linen robes. One of them is very tall. She said that she made some steamed buns for us. It's still warm. Let's all have one. Just after dinner, I really can't eat pasta. The owner of the museum said that they are also neighbors who rent here. Her husband is a painter and has a gallery in Beijing. They paint here and have lived here for a long time. Her husband also has a meditation studio, and everyone meditates together. Suddenly I think it's amazing here. It seems that many people come here to meditate.
Drink tea until seven o'clock, and we have to study in the evening. M-girls has night school. The floor heating is turned on and the floor mat is laid. Choose the right posture for the first half hour, pay attention to breathing, and lie down and meditate for the second half hour. This is my first time to take such a class, and I usually practice asana. I choose to kneel like a master, sometimes my consciousness will float out, so I have to pull myself back immediately and pay attention to breathing. The challenge of kneeling posture is to put your feet on the ground and bear the whole body weight. The pedals quickly became numb, and there was no oxygen in them. Everyone is silently paying attention to breathing, but I still endure it and can't influence others. My feet really hurt. I don't think I can stand it. I don't know how long it will take, just when I want to change my position. I heard a bowl knocking and vibrating, and the melody was beautiful. I guess it's almost over, so just bear it. I secretly opened my eyes and saw the shopkeeper holding a bowl around the classmates next door. Each sound takes about two minutes from the beginning to the end, because the sound produced by vibration has a cycle. You can imagine the sound of a clock ringing, and it takes some time to stop. Knocked three times, and the master came to me. When the bowl rang, in my ear, I felt my soul was torn out, haunted by the sound, from top to bottom, from left to right, and then gradually lightened. This sound * * * and brain vibration. It's amazing. I've never had such an experience. I think hypnosis may be this feeling. I followed something, and my consciousness was taken away. After this experience, I just felt incredible. A little further away, I heard a voice. When I am close to myself, I have a completely different experience. This feeling needs to be experienced and cannot be expressed in words.
The picture shows teacher Summer Xu singing a bowl.
When the bowl struck three times and the sound completely disappeared, I opened my eyes to change my posture and saw my classmates shaking their legs next door. I relaxed my feet and was almost unconscious. After a while, I may be short of oxygen. After relaxing, I feel so relaxed, but I am so numb that I dare not move. After about 10 minutes, the numbness disappeared, but I was so happy that I couldn't help laughing. Finally, everyone stopped breathing, and I said that my feet were too numb. The host said that I can sit and kneel for 35 minutes this time, which is amazing! Oh, my God, 35 minutes! I thought it was only fifteen minutes. It seems that the pain is not as difficult as we thought.
The most relaxing moment has come! Lying and resting, geothermal, covered with blankets and listening to music, the host told us some relaxing words, which made us pay attention to all parts of our bodies and feel our existence. At this time, talents are people, not social people, not economic people. We are connected with the earth, listening to our breath and feeling our feelings.
At the end of the self-study at eight o'clock, I felt so relaxed that everyone immediately became familiar with it and experienced the same time and space.
The host invited us to tea again. Hardly had we sat down when four more people came. The master's husband came back with his little daughter. A young man in his thirties looks normal. His name is Hu Da. He is wearing a sweater and jeans. His face is clean and he has a flute in his hand. There is also a well-dressed man in his forties with a long shaw in his hand. They are going to practice some songs now. Hu Da is a musician. Teach them to play. I feel so harmonious, full of music and laughter. Finally, Hu Da played a campus folk song on the guitar, and two other Sang Men returned to their youth in an instant. I kept making tea for everyone, and everyone enjoyed it.
At nine o'clock, everyone dispersed and rested. Only Mr Summer Xu and I live here. Others sleep in the old house. I'm glad to have company.
It's very quiet at night, only a few barks, and occasionally the sound of traffic across the street. Looking up at the starry sky, there are many stars. I haven't seen so many stars for a long time. Joy comes from my heart. It's a little cold at night, and the room is so warm. At the foot of the mountain, in a strange village, there is a familiar and warm feeling. People are on a journey, no, that's because the heart has found its way home.
People can only know each other for half a day. Although it is completely different from my usual contact, I feel very simple and sincere. It seems that there is not much ambition and pursuit, but it is so warm. Everyone has his own way of life. Yes, this is a quiet life, coexisting with nature, without affectation or gain or loss. Treating children and animals is also peaceful and respectful. Live in the moment, be aware, eat, make tea, chat, walk, work, and companionship. Don't do it all at once. Do everything with awareness, not clingy. Every day, I feel different, feel my heart, and take everyone who talks to me seriously.
You can't do two things at the same time. I really realized today.