“黄金周”长假,单位组织去普陀山玩,纯粹是玩,看菩萨和香客,看山看水,不是说仁者乐山、智者乐水吗?那儿的山水都齐全。结果证明,我们既不仁也不智,而是选择了一个错误的时间来到了一个错误的旅游点。那天进香的香客几乎挤得水泄不通,好像天下烧香的善男信女都约好了似的来到普陀山。连路都走不过去,我们光剩下看香客的份了。菩萨都看不到,更不用说什么山水风光了。在香气缭绕的大雄宝殿,一个四十多岁的中年香客引起我注意。他矮墩墩的个子,发福的身体把一身西装撑得圆滚滚的,头上戴了一顶旅游团的廉价长舌太 “Golden Week ” holiday, the unit organized to play Putuoshan, pure play, to see the Buddha and pilgrims, see the mountains to see the water, not to say benevolent Leshan, wise Le water it? Where the landscape is complete. The result proves that we are both uninterested and unwise, but chose a wrong time to come to a wrong tourist spot. Pilgrim pilgrims almost packed crowded that day, as if the best men and women in the world to burn incense are like Putuoshan came. Even the road can not go, we left the pilgrimage to see the light. Buddha can not see, let alone what landscape scenery. In the fragrance-filled Main Hall, a middle-aged pilgrim in his forties caught my attention. His dwarf pierced body, fat body put a suit propped on the head, wearing a tour of the cheap long tongue too