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old friend ... Heaven's mysterious nooks

Pictured above: The summit of Great White Mountains Taibaishan

first travel back in time.

It was somewhere in 1995, while he willingly worked on the pot in a trading company, tore a few days holiday in the gore in the holy Western Huashan 西岳 华山. After an overnight train ride, get off at 4:30 on the small, dirty train station, from which busik took me groggy, and after an hour of slow driving on a bumpy road dowiozl uphill. Gora is amazing - almost vertical cliffs, growing suddenly and climbing on to heaven, to die somewhere in the clouds and mists. Gora is not high, has a little over two thousand meters above sea level, but among the five famous mountains of Taoism is famous for its dangerous approaches, move along the vertical scale on the swaying planks, where only the strings that give a sense of security-such. Of course, to think about in high heels paniusiach extract was built on the north summit of the mountain, but when I stood before the gate leading to the trail, the ski was not yet.

Input on the gore was very laborious. Stairs very high, sometimes to the 70cm height, sometimes instead of the stairs were depressions in the rock, and climbed the chain. I started hiking around 7:30 am, and went up in late afternoon. I walked all the peaks of mountains, including the vertex, in the end I decided to stop for the night in a small little hotel on the East Summit. As it turned out, hotelik bordered with an old Taoist temple, so I went to her, say hello to me a young monk near twenty. He invited me for tea in his cell, we began a conversation, which rolled out late into the night, and ended Wspolna meditation. We talked about his decision to become a monk. He told me that he worked in a pub in the south of China, and saw the money, and corruption, and the emptiness of entertainment, which you can buy for the money, one day he decided to throw it all, and arrived at Huashan, in order to meditate. He found himself abandoned caves - the same, which 800 years earlier wydrazyl 郝大通 Hao Datong, one of the Seven Taoist Masters School Total reality. In this cave he survived the whole year, especially meditating. Life there was difficult - no source of water we had to collect rainwater, suffered from the winter frost, summer - the heat and the scorching heat. After a year under pressure from the local association took care of the Taoist temple at the summit. As he said, without a master, and the true message of a man just pale, but is ready for it, and does not intend to abandon the Way, or regret their decision. However, there is hope that the master will appear, and although some will be able to get closer to the ideal of immortal.

meeting with the monk, younger than me guy, but at the same time a very mature, and a remarkable aspiration, had a big impression on me. First of all, become aware that in China are still alive the traditions of a hermit, the traditions of meditation and the pursuit of immortality.

the next day we did together a photo (I have to find them, is somewhere in the chest), a boy gave me some tips how to get to the cave where he meditated, said goodbye, and already then there has never met.

Photo: Taoist temple on top of the Great White Mountains, the highest peak Gor Zhongnan:


year or two later met in Xi'an nice young couple from the USA. They have plans to enter Huashan, I give them some hints, how to get uphill, as the present FORMED. Also asked, in order to greet me friend the monk. While they went to Huashan, I went to the Cave of the Dragon's Gate in the county 龙 门洞 Long 陇县 (the place where he meditated famous Chuji 丘处机 Qiu, founder of Dragon Gate sect.) After a few days we met again in Xi'an - as it turned out they did not find a monk, also could not tell what happened to him.

But back to the present time. Last Tuesday I flew to Guangzhou for one day to work. Inspection of goods, discussions, negotiation. On the plane, yet I studied my preparatory materials for inspection, in the end I finished, and to pass the time I reached the CAAC Inflight Magazine, colorful magazine airlines. To the great surprise, among the ad Patek Philippe, Omega and Tissot found an article titled "In Search of Taoism in the Zhongnan Mountains" 寻道 终 南山. In one of the entries in the blog I mentioned these mountains - situated near the Xi'anu, were thousands of years the place to which we went to odosobienie August Taoist and Buddhist monks, in hermitages among inaccessible mountains devote themselves to meditation and inner alchemy practices. Perhaps the most famous recluse in the mountains was empty Zhongnan 虚云 法师 Cloud, who spent many years there. Empty Cloud wrote the diary, which became a kind of bible for many, it also described the collapse event in deep trance meditation. Now, one day he decided to cook the beans, meal, and that this is cooked long enough to not wasting time Empty Cloud sat down to meditate. After a moment of trance, he blurted out knocking on doors hermitage - that came to visit his friends, the monks living in hermitages located near 茅棚. Empty Cloud was very pleased, and invited them to join us for the meal. Imagine his surprise when it turned out that not only the fire in the hearth, and expired, but the beans in a pot was covered with a thick layer of mold. What seemed to him a moment, was in fact a dozen days ... NB

often talk about how the human lifespan has been extended due to the progress of science and medicine, we live much longer than our ancestors. But why it seems to us that time moves very quickly, slipping through her fingers, with before we look in August, passing many years? Some time ago I read an article the Chinese internal alchemy researcher, who claimed that the subjectively perceived our lives is not necessarily a longer run from the people living 100 or more years ago, the people who lived kalendarzowo less from us by 10 or 20 years. Wines for that impose on the haste of civilization, the number of entertainment and temptations that await us.

But back to the topic. Gory, once avoided in the absence of adequate tourism infrastructure, became the site of many pilgrimages mostly young people, after the release in China in 2006, the Chinese translation of the book by Bill Porter's Road to Heaven, "in which he describes his encounter with Zhongnan monks in the mountains. Article

already described the meeting the Taoist monk, living in a mountain hermitage. The further I read an article, the wider I opened my eyes - with astonishment and surprise. As it turned out, the monk was about 40 years old, came from southern China, where he worked in the city of Zhuhai, which the pub manager. Quit his job, went to the Mount Huashan, and after several years of their stay there, he started studies at the University of Taoism in Beijing. Studies, however, not graduated, he decided to lie low in the mountains and pay the meditation ...

fools it was the same monk, whom I met on Huashanie 15 years ago?

Photo: A wild and raw Zhongnan Mountains - in the upper right corner of the highest peak, Taibaishan, with a tiny dot Taoist temple:

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sent me a book by Bill T from Seattle a few years ago, and I read in one breath. You would then the idea was born, in order to go in the Zhongnan Mountains. The first approach was the entrance to their highest peak, whose Bill failed to take, as you it was a closed area. NB peak is closed to this day, he can enter on only for special and difficult to get permission, but we bribed the guards yuanami paltry 100, and was among the first foreigners we entered the snorkelling itself - a trifle - 3768m above sea level vertex. At the top there is a - what else - Taoist temple. However, we did not meet any recluse, though we saw several caves of meditation. Entrance to the Great White Gore deserves 太白 山 on a separate entry, so I will not dwell here.

winter this year, while in Xi'an, I visited The Palace of Eight Immortals 八仙 宫, and there - also by a curious coincidence - zgadalem August with the monk, with whom - as it turned out - we were "brothers" when training the same faction Taijiquan. The monk offered to be my guide in the mountains Zhongnan. This is a valuable aid in a country where knowledge can open doors normally closed (although they may also open to close ...)

Photo: "Brother" in Taijiquan, and can guide a prospective Zhongnan Mountains:


In each If an article in the journal did his. I have more than one reason to finally go in search of Taoism in the Zhongnan Mountains ...

PS.Stare pictures I did on films, so this record shows only photos of the Great White Mountains of June ub Incidentally, the banner at the top blog is also a photo taken during that trip.

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Tarasov 天台山 - Mountains Peak Nine 九 遮 山

Before I started to describe a previous stay in Tiantai Mountains, we went there again, and as before, the obdarowalo us with new experiences, which we did not expect.

Going there, we knew where we direct our steps - in the Mountains Peak Nine 九 遮 山. We were there last time, and place us totally charmed. No tourists, no law vehicles, drowning in mountains of fantastic mists shapes, crystal clear streams, scattered Taoist and Buddhist temples.

Photo: Mountains of strange shapes, terraces, fruit groves of bamboo, the absence of humans, is a beautifully Jiu Zhe Shan:

top are called Nine Mountains peaks - this is my rather free translation of the name Jiu Zhe Shan, which literally means Gory nine screens. This is actually the valley, which measures winds stream tea 茶 山溪 Hills. Stream turns nine times bypassing the hills in his way top. Are passed through the bridges, and in the valley lie the ancient village. In the center of every village grow large, numbering over 1000 years old trees, the people are friendly and hospitable. At the bottom of the valley on both sides of the river, there are tea fields and orchards, is overgrown part of hot bamboo groves. The landscape really like a fairy tale.

Photo - On the occasion of Chinese Saints - pure and Qing Ming Jie 清明节 - local residents eat dumplings stuffed pastry in the green 青 饺 - the word "Cleanliness" 清 and "Green" 青 pronounced the same:


On the first day of your stay we woke up early, crazy taksowkarka neglected his steed with a screech of tires drove us to the bus station in Tiantai, and soon found ourselves in the Jietou busiku 街头 镇. The driver had a heavy leg for gas and we were able to happen, on the bus at 11:00 am going to town later in the mountains. The bus was full, we stood, but driving down rather quickly, and 20 minutes for 7 yuan in total, we got to the loop, which is located in the village Mingtang 明堂. The bus was going to a lot of old friends - including Jingcheng nun from Bright cliff (which is on the way), and one of the women living there. We got to know, wanted to step down Mala M place, but the pinched up and preferred to go on standing. I am in niedzyczasie obtain the language of the fellow. All agreed that the most savage place in the area is the village Xueshang 雪上, lying in the high mountains, difficult of access and does not inhabited. Apparently to get to it you need to go over the deep abyssies narrow, steep path, that often sprawl snakes. Hearing this, all our eyes shone with interest, although we were aware that such an expedition in the wild, inaccessible areas will have to leave for another time.

After leaving the bus we went on the road, NB asfaltowka very decent. We were among the mountains, on both sides of the road attracted the eyes of fresh spring green terraces of orchards and bamboo groves.

Photo: In the small, warm spring rain, landscape Jiu Zhe Shan fabulously presented themselves:

One such grove attracted our attention, as there plenty of growing giant bamboo shoots.

Photo: On both sides of the stream grow dense groves of bamboo:

admit frankly that such a second orthopedic surgeon I saw just before the vegetable market, never in kind. We went down to Little M, in order to do some pictures, and I decided to check the strength of momentum kick. To our surprise, broke like a match, so I "dug" yet his neighbor. M gave me a big plastic bag, wrapped the prey to the backpack, will be for dinner. We decided that we Pedy to cook our favorite boss in the pub, one for us, and one for her in the payment for the trouble ...

Photo: In the bamboo grove grew giant bamboo Pedy, treat residents of the Middle Kingdom:

We were walking away, siapil fine, warm rain, mountain tops were lost in the fog, the birds went wild, blooming trees and shrubs, and fresh green eyes almost offended. Took pictures, but they look quite unnatural, as if the colors were podkecone. Walk asfaltowka, although convenient, we soon got bored. Staying in town we try to always get away from civilization, so no wondering a long time we did jump on the side of the road, we passed the rocks by the rushing stream and continue along its shores. We walked, walked, admiring the surrounding nature and landscape. It is known miastowi ... In late August zwezyla path and gradually disappeared, it became quite slippery and they had to start thinking about returning to the other side of the stream, closer to the road. Mala M loves to dabble in the water, and recently built in a similar situation with the Large M bridge So eagerly set about throwing stones into the water and build the crossing. It helped a large M, because this bridge was actually needed, as the did not want us to return to an earlier crossing. I went ahead to look for an alternative, in the end I found a narrow place, threw a few larger kamlotow dry leg and somehow went through a stream.

Photo: I am in this city crossed the stream, while the girls continue building their bridge:

the other side I went back to the girls, who have already ended their buildings. Large M already claimed some big stone, when he suddenly left him with fear. Under the stone lying curled in a ball with a blue tail lizard. Pet harmless, but taking into consideration that one will come across in the mountains of venomous snakes (including cobras too) fun with raising the stones should not be the safest. Fortunately, early spring and animals are still drowsy, so we caught a lizard, and after a short photo session released to freedom.

Photo: lizard curled in a ball of delicious burns beneath the stone, which pushed Large M, in order to build a bridge by a stream:


helped dziewczynowm that have passed on my page stream. Little M was delighted, because it had contracted with the water and gathered a lot of pebbles into the bottle. But we returned to the road, and suddenly we heard the sound of water. We entered the small path on the left side of the road bamboo grove, behind which the huge rock walls fell down from the waterfall by noise.

Photo: waterfall near a bamboo grove:


road soon ended unexpectedly in August ... We went for the instinct away, going in the next, narrow valley, at the bottom of which there was a stream. We passed stone cottage situated next to a small group of graves (traditional Chinese are hiding, dead at family burial grounds, or in place of the preferred geomantycznie on the deceased estate) located on the slopes.

Photo: Stone cottage next to a small cemetery:


We were walking away, did the neighborhood in August corac more wild, there were no visible traces of man maybe except something that looked like the tank ruts ... It got very hot, the valley had special microclimate surrounding mountains did not allow the wind to the humidity made me felt like a sauna.

Photo: Wild valley, warm and moist:

We were walking slowly and aimlessly, overwhelmed by nature. Large M once complained about our very lives in China, saying that in a country you can go on the green grass, to the bosom of nature, and in China it is difficult to find such places, because everywhere are garbage or snot. The latter term, however, changed its negative approach, and this walk was a turning point.

Photo: Between the rocks in the valley went big spiders:


Later on stream, along which we walked somewhere to disappear, we entered a broad valley covered with boulders, lying in a mess of the stumps and the remains of trees. The place was quite strange, no path, no transition.

Photo: Broad valley ...


Time passed inexorably, so I turned back, surprised by the way - we noticed that st jealously hidden under a big boulder. Imagination run at full speed, Large M she said about a military base, driven by the whips I saw hordes of prisoners from a nearby labor camp, who in the sweat of his forehead frail hands move big stones ...

Photo: Ul standing guard at the big boulder - interesting, so who is it carefully placed the?

Street figured Seeing a hermit, living somewhere high in the mountains, who have kept bees here. The combination of stocks, the Wudang Mountains, I once met a Taoist master 贾 爷 Jia, who lived and meditated in a cave - and have kept bees ...

we finally reached the asfaltowki, and there we came upon a small, maybe 10 year old boy who walked with the satchel in the opposite direction, toward the mountains and wilderness.

Photo: Near the end there is a small asfaltowki Taoist shrine:


asked him where he goes, and he, as home to the village Xueshang. He told us that in half an hour can be reached, and that can lead us there. We thanked and slowly getting dark already, for us it was time to return to Tiantai on the other hand we already knew that Xueshang is not so inaccessible, as alleged in the bus, and already knew where got you the next day.

We walked slowly back, until the departure of the last bus was not much, but I really did not want to leave this place yet. We concluded Mingtang village, where our attention attracted huge tree growing near the road. Went up to him - a plate on it indicated that called Xiangfei 香榧, and that has 1600 years.

Photo: With more the 1,600 years Czwórniak Giant:


Previously read of increasing the Jiu Zhe Shan Mountains 1,400-year-old kamforowcu, but it dzrzewo was a surprise to me. Then I checked the Internet, the Polish name of the tree is a giant Czwórniak - Torrey Grandis. A tree is considered by Chinese people as a treasure - not only with stunning releases aroma, it has a distinct medical action - you control the lymph glands in dealings cancer, leukemia, and apart from the works of such common ailments as cough, constipation, and parasites. May curative Czwórniak fruits and nuts, which, moreover, the inhabitants of the south have traditionally ate at the Spring Festival. NB near Tiantaiu is located in China, moreover, the only park in which the surface of the square is located 50km over 30tys. czworniakow. Another place worth visiting ...

Photo: The dwellings in the villages in the valley of hills Stream tea are very picturesque:


Villages in the area of \u200b\u200bJiu Zhe Shan are very interesting, especially the old bypass. Cottages are built with two basic kinds of raw material - wood or white brick, in part material is combined together. All the houses are standing on stone foundations, the types of terraces, as the terrain is mountainous, uneven. Most farms are built in this way, the buildings stand from 3.4 pages, and release the space inside the yard. Interesting buildings are brick, because they seem to be an indirect link between the rural, wooden buildings, and urban, brick. These buildings have a very narrow door locks, through which it can squeeze just one person, the window openings are rare, also slim. House makes the impression of a fortress, it is clear that he had to protect the citizens against possible criminals.

Photo: The future of the nation and her proud mother:


old architecture like the village is slowly starting to give way to new, however, devoid of taste, brick monsters. On the other hand, people want to live better and better, so it is hardly surprising that they are building a new house, chco We were told that often it is because of a neighbor build a 2-storey house, this is the next must build a 3-level, though really it is not necessarily required. Later, these houses are standing here and there, often unfinished, because really nobody wants to live in them - the old prefer the old houses, young people usually work in cities. The only exception are increasingly common in China, hostels household, the type of tourist farms Nong Jia Le 农家 乐, which give quite acceptable housing and meals for little money, and are a good alternative in places where hotel accommodation is not developed. Reflect on the Large M living in the farm in the near future, last year I lived so being in Shaanxi province and going to the Great White 太白 山 Gore, and it was an interesting experience, and full of exoticism to this, especially when it comes to toilets, in which one could slip on the enormous amount of white slippery worms of foul wypelzajacych dziurym, from which the bottom of the hungry eyes of a pig was looking ...

Photo: Beekeeper in the village Mingtang at work:


We were walking the streets in the village, on the porch of the house of one woman sat industriously nawlekajac wooden beads on strings. I asked, whether on Buddhist rosaries, and she said, with the Christian. Jiu Zhe Shan region is known for producing wooden beads (and is hard to believe that you can have such a specialization), and getting them rosary or type of seat covers for cars.

Photo: Rosary jewels f. cottage industry - and not the Buddhist ...


In every village in the region is August bridge, which is also a meeting place for locals. As in any healthy society, while the women sit at home and are working, the men gather to smoke on chatting. Talked to them, asking for directions, which wila August, on the other side of the river between the mountains, said to lead to a hydroelectric Dragon 龙溪 stream.

Photo: bridge, village meeting place and lazy loafers:



picture: And this is probably henpecked husband, without an ounce of masculine pride, because it works, rather than spend useful time on the bridge ...


The whole area is rich in streams, their regulation is needed, a dam and hydroelectric power plants are very common, although there is no electricity, and so, stocks in Taizhou, the central and largest city area is built out of nuclear power. Zhejiang is one of the largest manufacturing Shamrock China and the world (interesting fact - 98% lighter costing less than one dollar is already manufactured here), and the demand for electricity is enormous and growing.
when it comes to bridges, a few years ago being in a small town in southern China, made this remark. It was so much fun with the bridge on one side of steel Chłopacy with motorcycles, bicycles, mopeds and other horses of, on the other girls in groups, giggling. Word - the bridge of lovers, and not as the one in Mingtang, lazy loafers ...

Photo: Children in Mingtang with an armful of freshly picked mountain azaleas:


Mingtang Approaching the bus heard the horn, but in August it did not care too much, because the time for departure was still a lot of theory, although it is known, the buses depart the country only more or less according to the timetable. When we reached the bus stop turned out that the bus is not, but babcinka side assured us that more will come, but the driver went for something to settle.

Photo: On the road to Dongjiang, still look backwards to Mingtang:


So we went on, walking down the road along the stream and reaching the village of Dongjiang 东江.

Photo: Schoolyard in the village of Dongjiang:


When we approached the bridge to the local bus pulled up. Turns out we were the only passengers; bileterce told that they we run a bus to Tiantai, and she rang for the second loop and arranged that it will wait for us. I like Jiu Zhe Shan and those already around you for all the organizations, where there are issues not to jump - well unless you negotiate the price ...

Photo: Dongjiang Bridge, near which we caught the return bus:


prul driver as the driver F1 (M sat in. The big green and told me to keep a tight Mala M) and no problem had time for another bus. The Tiantai city bus took us to a friend's pub, where we had - besides other meatless meals - trofiejne bamboo shoots.

picture: we dug bamboo shoots ready to eat:


They were OK, we ate better already. Then walk to digest and fee to the hotel. To our surprise, when one of the intersections the police stopped us and flashlights devoted himself to the eyes. As it turned out the previous evening, local youth in an internet cafe with a knife zaciahal two buddies. According to the taxi driver who told us about it, it went to a woman. NB Internet cafes in China 网吧 - just like us gaming - are nests of crime among minors, and they think that if someone goes to the cafe, it is not it is no good.

we finally reached the hotel, We fell exhausted to bed, still wondering just what will bring us the next day ...

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Easter in the Chinese wisdom of the East Park

Yesterday, in accordance with our long-standing Chinese tradition, we have taken in advance bought bags of chocolate eggs, as well as two of our servants were (next to u 19 years old and arrived in his super nower kolarzowka from the university campus) - to the park. The weather was nice, nice and warm, a little dusznawo, because, as usual, after fully preparing to change the weather (we had thunderstorms at night, and now it is raining and sauna for the window). Usually we go to Hongqiao Central Park 虹桥 中心 绿地, but suggested greater comfort Tianshan Park 天山 公园 (probably had a hidden agenda, I suspect that she wanted to throw a look to the club music of Yin Yu Tang 育 音 堂, which is located in a park), so we got on well and 10 minutes we were already in the park. Chinese parks are a separate topic to discuss, in total, they can be liked, if only one is not adjusted to any great contact with nature.

Photo: Tianshan Park, where we we went for Easter molar:

Large M had reservations about the park, but this is the last exit in the Tiantai Mountains 天台山, where he was - speaking directly and bluntly - amazing. Besides, on this blog a lot of relationships with our stay there 3 months ago - unfortunately the last two I could not describe the rush of work, and were still rewelacyjniejsze.

Anyway, emerged from the Big M, he will be a lot of people, a few trees and a lot of people, some attractions and a bunch of people, in addition to some bushes and crowds crowds. Large M find away and came to the park ready for the worst.

After the entrance to the park, first we heard the music - that it exercised some retiree game on saxophone. Little M is sensitive to the music, so I ran listen, my grandfather probably played her favorite song "Jasmine Flower" 茉莉花.

Photo - The Chinese pensioner has found a rather singular hobby - game on the saxophone:

After a while she started to squeak, as it turned out, the deal left a chocolate egg in the grass. With a basket in his hand, so I started to collect them, but as one wyzbierala, it turned out the next do not know where to have appeared again. She went to the Chinese girl and some sort of gathering together. This is the second child was quite zdezorioentowane, why this big boy throwing sweets to the ground, a little girl collects them, but it helped. Mala M in any case was very agitated, wyzbierala eggs and went away. In the meantime, we passed near a group of retirees rznacych viciously Majionga 麻将, as well as a few fishing enztuzjastow who sticks soaked with determination in the murky water of the pond in the hope of catching some creatures.

Photo: Mahjong is a game zahardowa, which gives itself passionately almost everyone, because not only that you spend time in the company, it is mentally stimulating and preventing dementia:

Photo: ... except for those who stimulates the observation of a stick in the water:

We were walking, we walked in the meantime, Mala M told me that she has a secret, and so I told him my mother is not a secret is such that she saw my mom yesterday to buy those eggs in the shop. Clever child, because her older brother, probably somewhere in the 12-13 years age has only just realized that the star of and hares is some fake.

Photo: In the park children can safely frolic, you can even break the tent:

We concluded the following joint, in which was moored - as has informed us bigger and better comfort-oriented - a torpedo-boat. Krzatalo them out before two young men, so we went to see whether the ship can enter. It turned out that he was somewhere in the distance of a half meter from the shore, and Mala M, be a bit troublesome jump on board. One of the boys walked to the edge, I asked him how he entered, and he jumped at it from. I told her that it is brave, because I fall into this dirty little liquid would be a nice pond. He said that the key psychological barrier to be exceeded. I say to him, as he puts it maybe it was jumped, but with their daughter rather not. For this boy, I should imagine that saves daughter from mortal danger, and the stroke can save lives for us. Because I have fairly poor imagination, resigned from the jump, the more that a little M already was somewhere in krzaczorach and collect chocolate eggs found there.

Photo: Torpedo also retired:

We went a bit further, in the woods a few people were standing motionless meditating and practicing the ancient Chinese qigong breathing gymnastics 气功. These exercises are often kind of Chinese people to escape from the rush and turmoil of everyday life, such escapism into the inner world.

Photo: meditation-breathing exercises in a quiet corner of the park:

Besides a girl sat on the grass and played the Chinese okarynie 埙 Xun. Xun is probably the oldest Chinese instrument, numbering five thousand years old, found in excavations in the Neolithic village of Banpo near Xi'anu 半坡 村. Instrument restored, reconstructed or techniques of games on it. His sound is very special, I will always remain in memory after many visits to the Temple of Confucius in Beijing, where his time for the visitors played the music band and solo Xuni was important part of their repertoire. The temple was a small shop sells Xuny, and helpful salesperson introduced to the secrets of games on it, suggesting that the first should be to practice extracting sounds from empty beer bottles. Tourist groups from the country, which drove there, took it to heart myself, compatriots began to learn from the preparatory work consisting in the emptying of bottles of beer.

Photo: Silence was broken only in the park sounds clay ocarinas Xun. Large M said that probably the girl chased the house to the park because no one could endure such squeals:

By the way in preparation for the Olympic team's closed down, a part of people moving to the shop next to the main hall of the temple, lost their entire site after renovations of its peculiar atmosphere. Instead of old age started to smell fresh paint, instead of the peace appeared amongst a lot of tour groups These temples on the occasion of his visit to lamajskiej Yonghegong 雍和宫 past, not change for the better.

Photo: Sheltered among blooming cherry trees:

Returning to visit in the park - Mala M collected the eggs, we passed more and admired the landscapes of the bridge, when suddenly on the shore did're looking for - one of the anglers caught something. Looking at Arch stick rod it was a large piece, which strongly fought for freedom and life. Zbieglismy of Mala M from the bridge, lest August przypatrzec process closely. Fish fought increasingly less distinct, in the end buddy lucky I pulled out of the water selector. Was some sort of strange, because I caught myself not too rylo, but somewhere the abdomen, apparently Chinese ascribe different fish.

Photo: Fish taken, giving rise to sensations and zadrosc. NB in \u200b\u200bthe middle of the pond is artificial fish, for those who only have luck in love:

Much of it was art, a few good pounds and 70cm in length, a great park carp. Angler threw it into the prepared before the sack of rice, will be dinner, though I know how life will be terribly Take the mud. Szanghajczycy love to freshwater fish and shrimp, which is quite incomprehensible to me, because they are bred in ponds and very smelly mud.

Photo: Proud angler-lucky:

Photo: ... and his prey already on the lawn:

Large M if you prepare a fish (which does unfortunately quite rare - exactly once a year on Christmas Eve), always a dozen or so hours I soaked in milk to neutralize the smell. These pubs are OK freshly prepared, but a little cool smell of mud is palpable. Not what we carp and other fish, not to mention your favorite herring, which here can only uswiadczyc jars sold in a small grocery store with the Ikea. Big J

not come into a little impatient, apparently in his hurry, he still had something to do in the shop with bicycle parts, so I slowly went to the exit. Passing next to the small white building 小白楼, in which the Yin Yu Tang, suggested we went inside. I want that Lesser M, which has abilities in music, assimilated with the place, maybe for a few years time we go to concerts. Big John's made its debut a few days ago, in four of his colleagues played a song on the awards ceremony in a competition film at the university. As we confided, is a central figure in the team as the holder of the only electric guitar among team members. Besides the four guitars in the band are two of his - another acoustic. Then we entered Yin Yu Tang, began with some sort of event under the sponsorship form "foreman Kang" 康师傅, a famous Chinese manufacturer of soft drinks and Chinese soups, but the people were little. NB do not buy any products of this company, as in past came to light, as is their drink Plum is produced somewhere deep in production, and lovely color of the brew, is produced by pouring ink painting.

Photo: View of the entrance to the park from the footbridge over the Tianshan Street Yan'anska down the major in the western part of Shanghai:

At the counter sat the head of the club, Zhang Haisheng 张海生, picturesque character, good guitarist and vocalist, Shanghai underground musical legend. Mala M fascinated his hair as he wears the long dreadlocki, so I told her that it is for deterrence, and the evil spirits in them lies his power and strength, so it was the Lesser M even more impressed, especially in connection with the spirits. Presented Zhangowi Big J as an outstanding young guitarist, suggesting that it may in the future might enable him to stage a performance at the club. Zhang smiled, let Big J practicing the guitar more, maybe it will grow some rocker, the trail is already a little frayed.

Then we passed by a footbridge over the street, bought some drinks, also, and came back home, after the phone to the grandparents in the country Chopin went to Big John himself, it got late, we took a bath Mala M and we finished the first day of the world.

the way of health and joy, and not only for Christmas, but in general for everyday!