Liang Sicheng cured my spiritual exhaustion after seeing the Yingxian Wooden Pagoda.

"I really don't feel at ease when I leave, I'm afraid that once I leave, I will never see it again." In April, after returning from the Yingxian Wooden Pagoda, I fell into a deep sense of powerlessness and regret. Mr. Liang Sicheng's words are exactly what I feel. I went to Shuozhou again last week and met the wooden pagoda on a sunny day, but I always feel that no matter how many times I see it, it is just a long farewell. We already know a lot about the Yingxian Wooden Pagoda: She is 967 years old this year 67.31 meters high, the tallest existing wooden structure building 7430 tons There are 5 Ming layers and 4 dark layers A total of 54 kinds of brackets (one said more than 70 kinds) are used, known as the "Bracket Museum" ... But these data are not enough to describe her. The Eiffel Tower is really beautiful. Every time I see her by accident at the corner of Paris, I will sigh that it is really beautiful. The Leaning Tower of Pisa is really wonderful. At the beginning, I took a lot of interesting tourist photos on the lawn in the distance. Although they are collectively referred to as the three major towers in the world, the Yingxian Wooden Pagoda is different from them. When I crossed the mountain gate and saw her with my own eyes, the dust of time came oncoming. A wooden pagoda with life makes the meaning of "history" in my mind concrete. In the torrent of time, countless wooden pagodas like her have long disappeared like smoke, such as Yongning Temple Pagoda, which has become a sentence in "Luoyang Jialan Ji". But she still stood there quietly, with a no longer upright body. Nearly a thousand years of time solidified in her every pillar and every bracket. Under the tower, I was shocked by a huge force, with emotion, respect, regret, and a trace of confusion. The plaque of "Eternal Golden City" almost made my tears burst into tears. Looking up at the severely skewed second floor again, this contrast is almost cruel. "I saw a pearl and jade tower, and I saw the wild grass, and then I saw the clouds and smoke." But the wooden pagoda is still there, as if those natural and man-made disasters have nothing to do with her. She was just silent, watching the sunrise and sunset in more than 900 years. We witnessed her collapse and slipped towards an irreversible end. Until I recently read a paragraph from Mr. Liang Sicheng in the book, I began to feel a little relieved: "The characteristics of Chinese architecture are also the manifestation of national characteristics. Chinese architecture uses wood, which is derived from the Chinese character, does not seek the long-term existence of the original material, obeys the law of natural life and death, regards architecture as clothing, horses, and is at ease with the alternation of rise and fall and the principle of metabolism. " Birth, old age, sickness and death, existence, abode, destruction, and emptiness. The noisy swallows around the tower reminded me of the sparrows in the "Cosmic Exploration Editorial Department". Perhaps, the space-time channel has been opened long ago, and we are lucky enough to meet such a miracle in space and time.