I stayed in Ningbo for three days and plan to go back to Shanghai tomorrow. Before I leave, I will visit my mother and trace her name on the tombstone.
My name is also traced on the corner of the tombstone, and the names of my brother’s family are left for him to trace next time.
This time I have taken a look at some places to visit in Ningbo. The new Ningbo Library is good. Parking is convenient and not expensive. There are not many cars and there are not many people. Moreover, in the Tianyi Square business district, the library parking lot is only 12 yuan a day. It is rare to have such convenient resources in the city center. I will definitely stay here again in the future.
The biggest discovery in Ningbo this time may be the Ashoka Temple. It is rare for a first-tier city to have such a non-commercialized temple.
The vegetarian meal provided by the temple is free, but you need to queue up, but it is very fast, and there are old and young people. The food is served by the staff, not the diners who help themselves, which is more hygienic.
There are many ancient trees in Ashoka Temple that are hundreds of years old, such as camphor trees. The temple has a courtyard structure, with corridors and pavilions distributed naturally at intervals. You can sit under the ancient trees anywhere and feel the unique atmosphere and aura of the temple.
Hundreds of years old trees stand inside, which will give you a sense of history, peace of mind, and a temporary escape from distractions and worries.
There is a storage tower for Sakyamuni's true body relics, located in the relic hall.
When I walked into the relic hall, I suddenly wanted to kneel down and worship. To my surprise, the moment I knelt down, my nose suddenly felt sore and I felt my eyes were red. When I stood up, tears had already fallen from my eyes.
After getting up and walking out of the palace, I kept thinking about why I cried just now.
I read before that someone said that when he saw the Living Buddha for the first time, he had the urge to cry, and even cried on the spot.
I just read it in the book, but have no understanding or experience, and feel it is a bit exaggerated.
Thinking back to the moment when I knelt down and worshiped, I felt like a storage tank filled with negative emotions. It was quite magical to think that those emotions were poured out.
The scientific explanation should be that when people pray to Buddha when they are sad, their emotions will be easily vented.
Thinking back to our ancients, it makes sense to pray to Buddha when we are sad and confused. The ancients understood everything, not through science, but through experience.
Today's sunset is big and red, very beautiful. When it finally sets, the color turns to that bright red, which is very special. Passersby and people jogging and exercising stopped to take pictures. At this time, I was very sensitive to some changes in the environment. I thought it might be my mother expressing something to me, but I couldn't guess.
I planned to go across the square to the subway station, so I sat down in the square. I just sat there blankly in the square under the sunset. I really wanted to listen to a song, "I Remember", on a loop.