wish spirit

There is a pavilion on the hillside, which looks like it has been repaired and is still relatively new. There are bright red lanterns hanging on the corner of the pavilion, reflecting a reddish light in the hazy sky.

Tang Yuwei couldn't run anymore, and sat in the pavilion panting, Cheng Zhi turned over from behind Tang Yuwei and went to her side, patted the little girl on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "I still have to chase me with this strength."

Tang Yuwei stuffed her hand into Cheng Zhi's pocket in one breath, pinched the opponent's waist fiercely, and quickly stretched out her hand when Cheng Zhi groaned, and said proudly: "I've caught up, how can I count it as chasing?" not on."

Cheng Zhi sighed and leaned against the red-painted pillar, "Yes, yes, you won."

Tang Yuwei didn't look at Cheng Zhi, her eyes fell on the hazy mountain scenery, and seeing a group of people coming up from behind, she took Cheng Zhi's hand and said, "Cheng Zhi, let's run up in one go!"

Before Cheng Zhi had time to react, he was dragged up by Tang Yuwei and ran up.

Just now he was panting and looked half-dead, but now he is going up again?

The girl holding her hand jumped up and down the mountain, her black hair was fluttering in the wind, and she looked extremely soft in the morning mist.

She felt as if she had softened all of a sudden.

She still let Tang Yuwei hold her own hand, and kept up with the other person's pace. The further she went up the mountain, the more she could hear the Sanskrit singing from the temple on the top of the mountain, as well as human voices, drumming, and firecrackers.

These are gathered together, and the light of the dawn is about to break, making people feel that such a time is like a dream.

Cheng Zhi didn't know what she was looking like now, but she was both happy and sour, and in the end she couldn't resist the reluctance spreading from her heart, and she clasped Tang Yuwei's fingers tightly.

When we reached the top of the mountain, the first thing we saw was a wall with black Buddha characters written on a yellow background. It was very tall and stood at the end of the mountain road. .

It was not the first time for Tang Yuwei to come here. She walked around the wall with ease, and walked to the open space in front of the hall. There were rows of candlesticks and a tall censer.

"Wait for my mother here!" Tang Yuwei turned to Cheng Zhi and said.

Cheng Zhi nodded, couldn't help smelling more of the unique smell of Buddhist temples, and suddenly opened up her overlapping memories, and the bottom ones surged out, those initial experiences that she buried deep in her heart.

The old man with white hair and hunched body was holding a Buddhist bag while leaning on a cane while holding his hand, climbing up the mountain step by step. The mountain road is not a stone road, but a road stepped on by too many people. The temple was very popular in the early years, but later because fewer people went there, during the years when she lived with the old man, she followed him to that temple more than once.

Ignorantly follow the prostration, light incense step by step, put the candle on the candlestick under the benevolent eyes of the old man, burn the paper in front of the tall incense burner, and deeply engrave these memories in my heart in the pious whisper of the old man.

Didn't expect it to be so many years.

Tang Yuwei didn't speak, and Cheng Zhi was in a rare trance. She usually looked very energetic, unlike her, who often deserted.

Cheng Zhi cut his hair short a while ago, and the thin bangs blocked his eyebrows. The black hair that just reached the ears looked so soft that it made people want to touch it.

She was lost in such a lively place, Tang Yuwei didn't know what she was looking at, only at this time, she felt that her intimacy with Cheng Zhi these days seemed to return to the original point, they were obviously very close, so close to her She could grab the opponent's hand with a single hook, but she just felt that Cheng Zhi was far away from her.

Those flickering lights and shadows in Cheng Zhi's eyes reflect unknown secrets that she has never touched. She really wants to know, but always feels that she lacks a proper opportunity to get it. When she was running back and forth some time ago, She occasionally wondered, would Cheng Zhi, who was alone at school, miss me for a while?

After all, she misses Cheng Zhi so much when she is not with Cheng Zhi.

She also buried these thoughts in her heart, trying to find an appropriate time to tell them one by one, but she was also afraid that she and Cheng Zhi would not have so much future.

Just like at that time, when I turned around, Cheng Zhi in the crowd disappeared.

Like a beautiful dream, it was the best dream she ever had in her teenage years.

When I wake up from the dream, there is nothing left. This person came quietly, and even left quietly.

"Yu Wei, go to the hall with Mom to put things on." It took several minutes for Zou Lanjuan to come up, and Tang Yuwei patted Cheng Zhi's arm, "Cheng Zhi, let's go!"

Cheng Zhi bowed his head in response, and followed.

The Buddha hall is brightly lit, and Sanskrit singing is lingering. There are old and young people coming and going. Children are pulled by adults, and their eyes are curiously looking at this place that is completely different from ordinary places. They don’t want to point their fingers. , was knocked down by an adult, and said no.

Cheng Zhi looked at the child's aggrieved face with a smile, and didn't look away until the child was carried out of the Buddhist hall by his mother.

She shifted her gaze to Tang Yuwei who was presenting sacrifices with her mother in the crowd.

Most of them are middle-aged or elderly people over there, and a young girl standing there is always very eye-catching. Tang Yuwei skillfully opened the food packaging bags such as fruit candy, arranged them one by one, and burned the paper When lighting the incense, pressing the lighter several times was useless. She looked at the blue lighter in shock, shook it, and whispered, "Mom... it's out of gas..."

Zou Lanjuan let out a cry, and said with a headache, "Didn't you be asked to bring two yesterday?"

"I put it before going to bed... I guess it fell in the living room."

"Ouch……"

"Auntie, I have it here." Cheng Zhi looked at Tang Yuwei's frowning face, walked forward with a smile, and handed the lighter in his pocket to Zou Lanjuan.

Zou Lanjuan sighed and didn't say much.

Tang Yuwei blinked gratefully, took the paper, lit the fire, and it caught fire quickly. She held the paper in one hand and a bundle of incense in the other, and slowly circled around to light it.

Cheng Zhi took advantage of the opportunity to help Tang Yuwei's hair back and said goodbye.

Last night, Tang Yuwei called her and told her a lot of precautions for going to the temple, and also reported the things she would bring. Cheng Zhi didn't have the habit of bringing a lighter, but she was used to having a spare copy of everything, such as keys. Take a badminton racket for example, there is only one person on the left and right, and there is a spare, so don’t worry.

The brown earthy incense was slowly ignited in Tang Yuwei's hands, and the incense sticks spread. Tang Yuwei skillfully threw down the paper on her hand, stepped on it, and extinguished the fire. The fire above was divided in a hurry, and Zou Lanjuan had already finished lighting the candles, and said, "Come together, don't make a mistake."

Cheng Zhi was brought by the old man at home when he was young, but he didn't know the specific rules at all. Looking at Tang Yuwei's serious appearance, the white skin illuminated by the bright lights, and the cheeks that were obviously thinner due to the running around some time ago .

But he couldn't stop thinking about Tang Yuwei who was sitting in the classroom and saw out of the window for the first time.

Round face, white and fat, good physique.

Although I look much better now than before, I feel a little regretful.

Tang Yuwei handed the counted incense to Cheng Zhi, and Zou Lanjuan had already found an empty futon with the incense and knelt down.

Cheng Zhi and Tang Yuwei stood together, behind the people next to them.

When the two knelt down together, Tang Yuwei opened her eyes and took a peek at Cheng Zhi. The girl with short hair had a clean side face and a straight nose. She looked very devout when her eyes were closed.

She turned her head, closed her eyes, and meditated in her heart.

When she stood up, she was about to insert the incense into the incense burner, but she caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar figure out of the corner of her eye.

Cheng Zhi noticed Tang Yuwei's footsteps paused and looked over.

He muttered, "Isn't that Zheng Rujia?"

Tang Yuwei snorted, "Why is she here..."

Zheng Rujia still looks like that. Since Tang's father was hospitalized, Tang Yuwei's mind is full of reading and taking care of his family. Except for Cheng Zhi, he doesn't pay much attention to other people. He suddenly remembered that Zheng Rujia hadn't stabbed himself for a long time.

The girl with student hair was wearing a snow-white down jacket. Standing next to her was a beautiful middle-aged woman who was dressed in a foreign style and looked a little out of place. The woman also pulled a little girl who looked about six or seven years old and wore a shofar braid.

"What are you two doing?" Zou Lanjuan shouted at Tang Yuwei and Cheng Zhi standing outside the Buddhist hall.

"It's nothing, I saw my classmate." Tang Yuwei pulled Cheng Zhi to quickly put incense in the broken bowl outside the Buddhist hall and on the grass next to the Buddhist wall before going to light the candles.

"I didn't expect Zheng Rujia to have a younger sister." Cheng Zhi held a red candle in his fair and slender hand, and lit the candle with a lighter in one hand. After lighting the candle, he put the lighter in his pocket, handed it to Tang Yuwei, and took out a pair of new ones. superior.

The red candles in the hands of the two of them were lighting each other. In such a place, Tang Yuwei suddenly felt a little inexplicably ambiguous, but when she looked up and saw Cheng Zhi still had the same indifferent appearance, she still mentioned Zheng Rujia's sarcasm between her brows and eyes, and felt that she was in the sky. Pretending to be sentimental.

"She's a bit annoying, but is that her sister? Looks good."

Tang Yuwei still can't change the bad habit of being a little envious when she sees other people's beauty.

"You will be prettier than her at that age." Cheng Zhi smiled at Tang Yuwei, the new candle in her hand was already lit, she stepped back, the fire left a light and shadow in the air, she pointed to the rows of Candlestick, "Hey, it's full, what should I do?"

Tang Yuwei looked at Zou Lanjuan, who was chatting with someone again.

The mother didn't pay attention to her at all, and met a fellow villager who was chatting happily.

Tang Yuwei thought about it, Zou Lanjuan used to take away the burning candles.

"Just remove the burnt one over there."

The ones in the top row were indeed burning out, but she couldn't reach them.

Cheng Zhi glanced at it, tipped his toes, removed the two pairs of burning candles, plugged in his own first, and then reached out to Tang Yuwei, "Give it to me."

The girl smiled gratefully at her, "Thank you, Mr. Cheng."

Tang Yuwei's dimples were particularly obvious under the sparkling candlelight, and Cheng Zhi felt that the fire on the candlestick burned up from the bottom of her feet immediately, making her mouth dry and tongue dry, so she could only look away in embarrassment.

Tang Yuwei didn't notice Cheng Zhi's strangeness at all. She looked at the two pairs of new candles in the top row with joy, but unexpectedly met Zheng Rujia who was inserting candles on the other side.

Immediately, those thoughts disappeared completely.

In the end, he could only look away in embarrassment, pretending not to see it.

Cheng Zhi also found out that when she saw Tang Yuwei's breathless look at that moment, she really felt that this girl was a little too cowardly, and people always bullied her, and she still looked like a bun.

She pulled Tang Yuwei to her side, and faced Zheng Rujia, who was a little astonished, "Hey, isn't this Zheng Banhua?"

The author has something to say:

I went to Jiming Temple a few days ago) the tickets are so cheap