Mount Wutai, a holy place of Buddhism, is a place of longing. Finally, I set foot on this mysterious land.
In the morning, the first ray of sunshine sprinkled on the mountains, the mist was light, and the ancient temple was looming. Stepping into the mountain gate, the ancient trees were towering and the Buddhist chants were lingering. Going up the stone steps, every step seemed to be questioning the soul. The temples in Taihuai Town are magnificent, with flying eaves and arches, showing solemnity. The big white pagoda is towering into the clouds, the tower body is white, and the spire is shining with golden light, like the Buddha's light shining everywhere.
Walking into the Bodhisattva Peak, the Buddha statues in the hall are solemn, the murals are exquisite, and every stroke and every painting tells the ancient legend. The monks chanting scriptures make people feel peaceful. Climbing up to the Dailuo Peak, overlooking the mountains, the sea of clouds is rolling, the mountains are undulating, as if in a fairyland. At that moment, the hustle and bustle of the world is all forgotten.
Mount Wutai is the destination of the soul and the power of faith. Here, I felt the weight of history and the compassion of Buddhism. This journey filled me with awe and made me understand more about inner tranquility and peace.