Vignettes of the World
The epicureans of the world know that there are eight great styles in Chinese cuisine. These great styles are categorized according to the geographical regions in China. Each of these eight styles differs in its cooking methods, selection of ingredients, the use of spices, and …
“Are there cameras here? Quickly!” I was sitting in the backseat, watching the cab driver communicate with another driver on the phone. He was desperately trying to find his way to the airport bus stop. I felt bad, because my destination was actually the airport …
The afternoon heat was waning. I debated whether to see just one more site in the Zhongshan National Park before heading back to the hotel. I felt like I have seen what I wanted to see in terms of history. Yet I told myself to get my money’s worth. I then decided to head over to the Linggu (Spirit Valley) area.
In terms of historical significance, the Linggu Pagoda was a 20th century structure. It housed the memorial for the National Revolutionary Army that died in the Northern Expedition of 1926-1927. The Wu Liang Dian (Beamless Hall) itself was an architectural wonder. Made with just bricks, with no nails and no wooden beam, throughout its structure, it once belonged to a group of ancient Buddhist temples in the area. It now serves as a memorial to the Nationalist Army officers. The Buddhist Temple (Linggu Si) is still a functional temple with resident monks today.
I will keep this entry short as I was very tired when I toured this area. Perhaps the pictures will better convey the beautiful environment in the Spirit Valley area. It does have a long history of its own, spanning from the Buddhist Temple’s historic presence since the 6th century to the Nationalist Republican period.
Finally, I will note that there is a restaurant serving vegetarian cuisine outside the Linggu Temple. When I saw that, I regretted having eaten some standard street food just prior to coming here. The vegetarian noodles looked really good.
As I headed back to the hotel on the local bus, I finally noticed that the thoroughfares of Nanjing were lined with rows and rows of beautiful Chinese parasols.
Works Cited:
Eric N Danielson, Nanjing and the Lower Yangzi, The Definitive Travel Guide at 137-139.
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Despite having done some research, I made some critical mistakes on this trip. Although I did learn that the museums of China (all over the nation) close on Mondays, I did not know that it includes the Dr. Sun Yatsen Mausoleum. Furthermore, the staff told me that even if I had gone on other days, I must first register online before securing entrance to the Mausoleum. Needless to say, I had not done prior registration.
I just paid ￥100 as the entrance fee within the Zhongshan Mountain National Park (also known as Purple Gold Mountain, Zijin Shan), where Dr. Sun Yatsen’s Mausoleum is located. I asked the staff, what then did I pay for? He said the ￥100 covered four paid areas within the Zhongshan Mountain, including the Soong Meiling Villa, the Ming Filial (Xiaoling) Tomb, the Music Stage and the Linggu Temple.
There was furthermore ￥50 extra for unlimited tourist cart rides to key destinations within the Zhongshan Mountain area. Having spent a full nine hours in the national park that day, I would say both the entrance fee and the unlimited rides were essential for this trip.
It was 8:30 in the morning. I figured that I should still enjoy the day in Zhongshan Mountain to the best I could. So I hurried on and took my first ride to Dr. Sun Yatsen’s Mausoleum. Yes, it was closed, but I must pay my respect however I could.
On March 12, 1925, Dr. Sun Yatsen lost his fight against liver cancer and bid farewell to the world. He died in Beijing. Yet even as early as 1912, he has expressed his wish to lay in final rest in Nanjing, then the capital of the Republic of China. The Zhongshan Mountain was selected because he expressed this wish when he was on a hunting trip here. “Let Nanjing be remembered as the home of the Provisional Government,” he said to his followers.
Tourists would first walk through the center gate, which features the words “universal love” inscribed on its top beam. From the center gate, there was a long path, gradually inclined, leading up to the steps of the Mausoleum. I have heard that the hike up the Mausoleum was rigorous. It was the trail of history.
The morning was bright. Because the Mausoleum was closed on Monday, there was not yet a crowd. As a result, I was able to take some photos at the steps of the Mausoleum Gate (Ling Men) without fighting for a spare spot. After advancing on the steps, I reached the closed gate that kept all tourists away.
Looking up to the four words on top of the center arch, meaning “the world belongs to the public,” I bowed. The writing was recognizable as Dr. Sun Yatsen’s own. The phrase was his signature. I have finally come to pay respect to the great leader that made modern China. Next time I would do better planning.
On the days the Mausoleum opens, the tourists would then proceed to the Tablet Pavilion, then the Ceremonial Hall, the marble statue of Sun Yatsen, and finally the Tomb Chamber, which remains closed to visitors.
The funeral committee of Dr. Sun Yatsen has settled on the site of the Mausoleum with the selection of the location made by Dr. Sun Yatsen’s wife, Soong Qing-ling. They then sought architectural designs by calling for a competition. A young architect Lu Yanzhi won the competition. He has designed the layout of the Mausleum grounds in bell shape. It symbolizes Sun Yatsen’s name (Zhongshan) with the word “zhong” also meaning bell in Chinese. Furthermore, the Three-People Principle that Dr. Sun Yatsen advocated was the sound of an alarm bell in times of change and turmoil in Chinese history. The funeral committee then procured the construction materials from abroad. They imported stones, granite, concrete, marble etc. – all of the highest quality.
Dr. Sun Yatsen’s Mausoleum took six years and 2.2 million yuan to finish. As the Mausoleum completed, although some structures (including Dr. Sun Yatsen’s marble statue) and construction remained to be done, the nation laid Dr. Sun Yatsen to rest. On 1st June, 1929, the nation held the grand funeral for Dr. Sun Yatsen. It was an official state ceremony with attendance by heads of the foreign powers. Thousands of Nanjing residents lined this same pathway that I walked to bid farewell.
In the turbulent years after its completion, the Mausoleum has suffered damages from the Sino-Japanese War and the Cultural Revolution. Yet the respect of the Chinese people have for Dr. Sun Yatsen has never died. He is a figure that is held to heart both by the Nationalist Government and the Communist Party of China.
When I exited the center gate, I noticed a small observation area tucked away on the side of the main road. There I paid a small sum of money to see the inside of the Tomb Chamber. I noted then the emblem of the Nationalist Party of China inside the structures that I did not get to visit that day. It would be the only place in all of mainland China that any mention of the Nationalist Party could legitimately stand and show.
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There were two reasons why I visited Zhan Yuan (Zhan Garden). First and foremost, it was only in Zhan Yuan that one could find an exhibition devoted exclusively to the history of Taiping Rebellion in China. Secondly, Zhan Yuan itself is a site of significance. …
Having learned that the museums of Nanjing are closed on Mondays, I was determined to visit the Memorial Hall of the Victims in Nanjing Massacre by Japanese Invaders in Jiangdongmen on Sunday, my second-last full day in Nanjing. For it was one of the main …
When travelling solo, I am always aware of the ebb and flow of my mood. There is a kind of rhythm, a leap of the heart at the excitement of observing unfamiliar scenes and appreciating similarities at the same time. Unforeseen circumstances, be it bad luck or bad planning, can cast a shadow over the trip.
The heat was getting the better of me this afternoon, and I was very tired and miserable. That was, until I visited the Presidential Palace.
The Presidential Palace had a historic presence in Nanjing. Its oldest sections began as early as the Ming Dynasty in the 14th century. It has served as the offices and residence of the Liangjiang Viceroy during the Qing Dynasty. When the Taiping Rebellion captured Nanjing and named it the capital, this site was the throne room of the Taiping Heavenly King Hong Xiu Quan. During the Republican period, the Nationalist Party took over the building to serve as the government headquarters, thus naming it the Presidential Palace. Under the Japanese occupation, the venue served as the headquarters of the puppet government, which Wang Jingwei headed. When WWII was over, the Nationalists once again named this site the Presidential Palace until the Communists took over in 1949.[1]
This long history was a lot for me to learn, but thankfully the exhibitions inside the many halls and assembly rooms in the site explained amply to the tourist. The exhibitions covered the history of the Presidential Palace under the Qing Dynasty (focusing on the life of Zeng Guofan, a Qing Liangjiang Viceroy known for the Westernization Movement), the Taiping Rebellion, and the Republication period till WWII. The huge crowd there prevented me from taking time at the exhibits, however. The enormous site was barely big enough for all those tourists. Eventually, I gave up and decided to visit the outlaying gardens and lakes instead. Before leaving, I visited the former residence of Sun Yatsen in the northern center of the site. I have always admired Dr. Sun Yatsen.
Exiting the Presidential Palace, one finds a tourist attraction of a markedly different character. The 1912 is a hip bar street with many establishments to choose from. I decided to sit down with a cold drink before the next destination. Sitting across from me was Sunny from Canton. She thought I might be a southerner by the way I spoke mandarin.
She told me about her life working in Nanjing. Even though her family has a small restaurant in Canton, she decided to work for a trading company. She thought she must learn all the skills first before one day she takes up the family business. The company has not provided a fair arrangement for her, and she was thinking of changing jobs. Before we said goodbye, she told me a crucial bit of information: the main attractions in Nanjing are closed on Mondays.
This chanced meeting with a Cantonese girl restored my spirit. I was ready to head out to the Fuzimiao area to see the Qinhuai River.
Many tourists flooded Nanjing on this long weekend of Ching Ming Festival. Perhaps the Fuzimiao (Confucius Temple) area was the epitome of China’s appetite for the tourist economy. The whole area was built to the looks of ancient Chinese structures to elicit a sense of the historic. The original Confucius Temple in the area was long ago destroyed in Nanjing’s unfortunate historical events. What was standing there was not a historic relic but a structure of the 1980s. Properly understood, the area was a tourism project that drew enormous crowds looking for food and shopping.
Worthy of note was the celebration of ancient China’s top scholars (zhuangyuan) at the pavilion across from the former site of the Confucius Temple. Every year’s top scholar made public appearance at the top floor of this pavilion, although according to my guide book it was not clear if this structure might have been a rendition from the 1984 restoration project.[2]
There was a long line for the tickets to the Qinhuai river boat. I was determined to see the Qinghuai River, for the Nanjing people considered it the life blood of the city. That said, the area was known to be the “boys’ playground” since its revival in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, all the way until the Japanese occupation. “Pleasure boats” brought rich and powerful men to this area for secret meetings. Stories of the eight beauties of Qinhuai celebrated the gifted courtesans that could paint, play music and write poems. They entertained their guests by performance only.
The Qinhuai River has inspired many poets in the past. Tang Dynasty Poets like Du Mu, Li Bo and Liu Yuxi have written about the Qinhuai River. Some impressed readers with scenes of prosperity; while some wrote about the romance; still others lamented the rise and fall of dynasties that the river witnessed.
The 45-minute boat ride came with a lecture on the history of Qinhuai River. There seemed to be a story at every turn of the river, at every bridge that we passed under, and at every street that lined the riverside. I was amazed, as this very water flowed with history. With the best of intentions, however, I was not able to focus on the recorded lecture. Soon enough, I found myself absorbed by the scenery before me. Before my eyes were images of the river’s glorious past.
I ended the night doing what tourists did. I had all the Nanjing street food that I wanted, and bought Nanjing souvenirs. Despite the disastrous first half, the rest of the day was wonderful, and I came back to the hotel satisfied.
[1] Eric N Danielson, Nanjing and the Lower Yangzi, The Definitive Travel Guide at 89-90.
[2] Id. at 118.
The afternoon was bright and it was becoming very hot. I headed to the southwestern part of the city looking for food. The plan was to visit the Memorial Hall of the Victims in Nanjing Massacre by Japanese Invaders in Jiangdongmen after lunch. I was …