Xilitu Zhao Temple

Just opposite Dazhao, there are many fewer people than Dazhao Temple, relatively quiet, not so commercial, and there are many pigeons in the temple. One big point is the Buddha pagoda in the temple, which has gathered a lot of elements, and you can do some strategies in advance to see it.

There are historical and cultural places. It feels good to go out during the holiday and see the stop. There are Buddha statues in it. There are people who can worship and chanting. I walked around. The weather is very good and quiet.

It is best to listen to the monks' explanations and to know more clearly the history and culture of the building itself. Ordinary people are almost ignorant of the origin and evolution of Buddhism, and do not believe in it, but understanding historical allusions can increase insights and enhance personal taste.

There are few people here to stroll quietly, there are Kangxi Jigong monuments, there are Han Baiyu Buddha Pagodas, it is worth seeing

What is the feeling of listening to the lama's scriptures in the seat? Relatively large, the seat is much lower-key and much smaller, but the sparrow is small and complete. There is a sunbathing uncle at the door. Entering the temple, the eyes are full of prayer wheels and blue, white, red, green and yellow colorful scriptures floating in the wind. The temple of various names is dedicated to the gods of various names, and there are exquisite Tangka on the walls. Outdoors are filled with a strong Tibetan fragrance. A long chanting sound is heard in the hall in the distance. I walked in quickly, and there were more than a dozen lamas sitting on the mats except me. There were golden statues of Sakyamuni Buddha in the store. A dozen lamas lined up on both sides, some shaking their heads and shaking their heads, some blowing long trumpets, there was a drum drum beat with rhythm, some of the drums gently shake, the sound crisp. Each lama looked at a book before his eyes, yellowed and thick, and turned over pages. These lamas, one by one, were calm as water, drilled in thick dark red robes, but the voice was the same