East side of the Dharma Assembly Square:

【Guanyin Hall, 9 steps】

worship:

【Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, the holy faces west】

Guanyin Bodhisattva, the main perspective of the holy face is:

[The Bodhisattva's left hand, the holy statue of the boy Shancai. The Bodhisattva's right hand, the holy statue of the dragon girl]

The Dharma Assembly Square is straight to the north:

[The core building of the entire temple, the Main Hall, is also called the "main hall" and the "main hall", with 9 steps]

worship:

【This teacher, Sakyamuni Buddha, faces south】

Our teacher Shakyamuni Buddha, the main perspective of the holy face is:

[On the left hand side, the elderly, Venerable Kashyapa. On the right hand side, the young, Venerable Ananda]

Our teacher Sakyamuni Buddha, the main perspective of the holy face is the standard, on the west side of the Main Hall:

[Happy Arhat, Tata Arhat, Crossing River Arhat, Laughing Lion Arhat, Expanding Arhat, Digging Arhat, Banana Arhat, Watching Arhat, Tiger Arhat]

Our teacher Sakyamuni Buddha, the main perspective of the holy face is the standard, and the east side of the Main Hall:

[Sitting a deer arhat, holding a bowl arhat, sitting in a meditation arhat, riding an elephant arhat, happy arhat, meditating arhat, bag arhat, long-browed arhat, dragon subduing arhat]

Go out of the Main Hall and head north, another piece of bluestone paved with empty fields. West side:

[The Dharma Hall, or the "Dao Hall", the "Dao Hall", the place to preach and preach]

East side of the empty field:

[The meditation hall, or the place to be a ‘sitting meditation hall’, a place to meditate in peace and meditation]

The empty field goes straight to the north:

[Sutra Library. Preaching, preaching, and storing Buddhist scriptures]

Mother and son walk in the palace:

[As long as there is a sacrifice, I will quickly kneel down and worship, with a very humble appearance]

The coldest season is now:

[Except for serious pilgrims, devout believers, or Buddhist lay Buddhists, the relatively warm solar term is not to say that there is no tourist, but there are many less. In 1983, there were no modern tourism companies, which basically belonged to spontaneous behavior.

During the Spring Festival, the incense was in full swing, and men, women, young and old came to worship with their families just to seek good weather and happiness. However, around 1983, even the lively level of worship during the Spring Festival was far from modern.

During the 21st century Spring Festival, if you go to a temple to worship, it will be so crowded with people, and the pilgrims can almost hit each other, and the scene is quite shocking.

Has been off topic:

[Press up and don’t mention it, look at Yu Moniang and her son again]

After worshiping the Ksitigarbha Hall, he went to Guanyin Hall and unexpectedly met an older monk:

[About sixty or seventy, thin, white, and white. The front is left and right, the Chinese Buddhist blue-gray cross-necked middle-length style, two-piece monk's robes, washed over the years, the blue-gray color faded a lot. I used the cloth to make leggings, and my shoes were worn for a long time. I didn't wear a cassock or hanging beads like film and television works]

Cold season:

[There are many people coming and going, and the master stood upside down, without talking to anyone, but looked far and wide, and there was a fog on his face]

But see an older monk:

[The eyes were bright and clear as the water of the Tianchi Lake, full of compassion. In a trance, I didn't think I was standing, but I was like meditating in some quiet place, sitting on a flying blanket, and crossing it.

How to say the whole body? It’s like a landscape painting of a person. The old monk seems to be independent and cannot blend with the scenery around him. However, the other images seem to be non-existent.

The pilgrims are slowing down. Are they making movies? No, this is clearly in the temple. They are really confused, but the old monk is standing there. The surrounding scenes are gradually blurring. Although they are slow, they do not stop. The old monk's shape is always so eye-catching.

Yu Moniang's heartbeats faster, and she couldn't help but want to see clearly:

[Like a pair of invisible pushers, pulling a curtain that you can't see and separating everything around you. You feel unprecedented peace and friendship in your heart, and you have never been taken so seriously.

Is time stopped? I can't tell the truth... I thought that there were only old monks, myself and children, and these three were not bound by invisible power, but could move their hands and feet]

Can't wait any longer:

[Yu Moniang hurriedly walked over quickly, folded her hands together, and was very respectful]

But when I saw Yu Moniang, I bowed nearly 90 degrees:

【Hello Master! I don’t know, what… I call you]
Chapter completed!