Waterfall Observation Report

In recent years, I have cursorily observed a variety of waterfalls. Yet, I found it difficult to abandon my affection alone for a waterfall as I traveled to the Xiajiang Temple, which all attributed to a pavilion here- the Feiquan Pavilion. It is natural for a person to quit a place that makes him uncomfortable, even if it is eye pleasing. The waterfall in Mount Tiantai is about 100 steps away from a temple here, whereas no temple stands beside the falls in Mount Yandang. Addtionally, falls like Lushan Waterfall, Luofu Mountain Waterfall and Shimen Mountain Waterfull in Qingtian county, Zhejiang province, are no less peculiar than that in Mount Tiantai though. Still, given the blazing heat, strong sunlight and hazards of squatting down

The room next to the waterfall is no other than Feiquan Pavilion, which is more than ten feet long and wide. Moreover, all of its eight windows are bright and clean. As the windows are closed, the rumble of the waterfall drifts inside and resounds; on the other hand, the inner are greeted by the landscape of the waterfall as the windows are open. In the pavilion, visitors are allowed to behave at their pleasure: they are able to be seated or lie down; alternatively, to sit with legs stretching or to lie on their backs is accessible to the visitors; if not, setting the writing brushes, ink sticks, paper and ink stones down and writing are acceptable as well; similarly, there are no choices better than boiling a pot of scented tea to delicately enjoy. The ease of men contrasts with the toil of the water, as if the waterfall was taken down, carefully appreciated and played with at men's hands. Probably it was a fairy who fulfilled the completion of the Pavillion

In the evening, I was lodged at the Daiyu Tavern. The Tarven happens to face the Nanshan Mountain where luxuriant verdant trees are shrouded in clouds. The Beijiang River meanders between the Nanshan Mountain and the Daiyu Tavern and was frequently visited by miscellaneous ferries then. However, it was curiously that all shipowners were willing to dock no ferries at this temple. Monks here told me: "The Xiajiang Temple is commonly called the Flying Temple." With a smile I said, "How could a temple fly! Only one day may my soul dream fly." They replied," With no proofs, no one will believe it. Why don't you record the temple since you are fond of it? " I assented to this proposal. Till now, I've completed a few lines of the work and one copy for the monks, one for