Damingxian Tianzhu Church

Historical and cultural heritage, famous in the distance, witness the memory of history

In the summer of 2012, I went back to my hometown and took a photo with a friend there. This is also a wish I had made many years ago. When I was 10 years old, I drove my father to the county town with my donkey cart. In my hometown, it was called the city, and I pulled goods for the town supply and marketing agency. When I was a child, I never went to the county, but I saw the bustling and lively city from the movie, and then I heard old people tell me how good some big cities are. Ten years old to the county, in fact, has passed through the county to the suburbs supply and marketing system warehouse pull a large donkey car goods - electric fans, warm bottles, because of the time too long, the specific goods can not remember clearly. Back to the town to unload the goods, back home has been sunset for more than an hour, this is also summer, if it is in the winter, it must be full of stars. Just walked into the village, on the village road next to the cool neighbor aunt asked me: Go to the city, okay? The city is very lively. When pulling goods, from because of something to do or what reason, I also went around the Beiguan, just from the towering Catholic Church. It was just about to enter the dusk, and the warm sun fell on the spire tile ridge of the church. It was very beautiful, exactly the same as the movie. Dad, what is this? I ask. This is church. Dad tells me. What is this for? I ask. This is church every week, come here to worship, and listen to classes. I just know half. I really wanted to ask my father to take me in, but the sun was about to fall, and it was more than 30 miles away. Two years later, I went to high school on the day, Sunday was fine, and I played with my classmates. I don't know who said: I'll go to the city, turn around. Okay. A few people agreed with one voice. In this way, everyone was in the wind, crooked, singing what brother, pulling the voice of the voice to be changed, so that a few young men of the girl ran around the county for a whole day. Several people pushed bicycles, visited bookstores, cultural museums, and finally ate a large bowl of pancakes near Beiguan, and each person bought a bunch of rock-sugar gourds, and ate them. So they transferred to the Catholic Church again. Around the church, and finally to the church door shouted a few times, as if no one, we just opened the gap of the door, opened our eyes to look inside, nothing, the light was particularly dark, only from the window came in light lighter. Twenty years later, from the field back to my hometown to see, in the county organ work students drove us around the ancient city wall, and then went to the Catholic Church to see, unfortunately, no one is there, in the end can only take a photo of a group photo.