With a small marigold, step into the golden Thai temple. She took off her shoes and socks, put her hands together, touched her forehead to the ground, and bowed to the Buddha most devoutly.
When she got up, she raised her wrist and looked at the time. It was still half an hour before six o'clock.
A deep and distant bell suddenly sounded, startling her heart to skip a beat. The monks began to do evening prayers.
She raised her eyes, cigarette smoke was lingering, and in the dazzling golden splendor, the Buddha was still holding flowers and smiling.
Being in the pure land of Buddhism, but thinking about the fetters in the mundane world, even the most devout faith will be greatly compromised.
After leaving the main hall, she donated money for incense, and the monk in the temple gave her a string of Buddhist beads in return. She put the beads on her wrist and returned to the car.
He Zhan put his hand on her bright wrist. The sandalwood beads made him feel irritated. His tone was a little dissatisfied: "I will give you any jewelry you want. What are you doing with these wooden beads?"
There was no expression on her face, her eyes were looking out the window, disgusted in her heart, but her tone was still pretending to be coquettish: "Tacky."
The Buddha is in the kingdom of the human world, but some people's animal nature cannot even be redeemed by divinity.
Intention: After traveling through thousands of mountains and rivers, she still believes that evil will never prevail against good.