风吹开雾霭,雨后新鲜的泥土气息弥散开来。那个风一样的少年,踏上了寻爱的征途——前往天堂的道路……寺庙的钟声响彻云霄,荡气回肠。他迈入古寺,在佛像前屈膝跪拜,虔诚地默念道:“佛祖啊!请你指引我前往天堂的道路。”佛像闪烁金光,映在西边的天穹之上。“谢谢你!”少年流下了真诚的眼泪,转身离去。那眼泪滴落成了一颗闪耀的明珠,僧人们把它作为镇寺之宝,从此,香火更旺……暴风雨骤来之夜,电闪雷鸣,让人窒息。 The wind blows open the haze and the fresh earthy atmosphere disperses after the rain. That wind-like boy, embarked on the journey to find love - the road to paradise ... Temple bells cling to the sky, soul-stirring. He entered the ancient temple, bowed his knees before the statue, piously and silently said: “Buddha! Please guide me to the road to heaven.” “The Buddha statue flashes golden light, reflected in the sky above the sky. ”Thank you! " Junior shed tears of sincere, turned away. That tears dripping into a shining pearl, the monks regard it as a treasure of the town temple, from then on, the incense is more prosperous ... storms thunderstorms, thunderstorms, suffocating.