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Who's the only shadow?
Author: Prose comes from words
The first chapter green ridge mountain encounter
Updated at 2012-5-1121:22: 21word count: 2045.
Under the canopy of Lanzhanzhan, the mountains are undulating, and from a distance, the soft outline is like a beautiful woman lying on her side. Clouds condense in the empty mountains, occasionally the wind blows, and cotton clouds fly into the mountains like birds.
The Hongyuan Temple on Gengqingshan is full of incense, and tourists and Buddhists use the Guanyin Conference to worship. Stairs paved with bluestone slabs, new marks are replaced by old ones, and each floor is a pious and firm footprint. The Sanskrit sound curled up all the way, coming from the temple deep in the bamboo forest, and the tourists looked calm and serious.
Lin and Luo Qingyun are also among the huge tourists. Bi Hen believes in Buddhism and comes to Gengqing three or five times a year. Please worship Buddha with incense. She never draws lots. She just told the bodhisattva the most secret worries and joys in her heart. She didn't ask for anything, just told them lightly. This has been her habit for many years. Qingyun always accompanies her. He said he was her shadow, and the shadow could not exist without the entity. In fact, he is not her shadow, but her college classmate, and now he is a best friend and confidant.
They arrived at Hongyuan Temple at the top of the mountain, which was already crowded with people, all with their chests sticking to their backs. In the crowd, Qingyun and Bi Hen split up. Qingyun went to the big incense burner under Hongyuan Temple to burn incense, and Bi Hen went to the candlestick of Hongyuan Temple to light candles and worship red candles. There are too many people, and Bi Hen only feels that he can't stand still. The person in front of her is rushing backwards, and the person behind her is pushing forward. She is like a small spray on the sea, vacillating. I finally squeezed into the candlestick and lit the red candle. I was just about to plug it in. A wave came from behind and she leaned forward. The candle in her hand seems to have touched someone's body. Bi Hen grabbed the candle and looked up. Ah, the candle hit the arm of a man in white. "yes ...