在天地之间,最虔诚的事莫过于走上朝圣的路,虽然路途遥远,但是那颗一心向佛的心却始终不变。天空中没有一丝云彩,火红的骄阳发出万道金光,猛烈地炙烤着大地,此时,在峡谷中,平时葱郁的树叶在阳光的照射下垂下了脑袋,有的叶片将自己翻了个身,把略带灰色的叶背面向了天空。此时树枝也仿佛被抽了筋似的,有气无力地垂下整个身子,在河谷微风的吹拂下,随风摇曳,就像是霹雳舞者柔若无骨的手似的。在正午时分,一个孤单的身影在河谷中的马路上费力地拉着架 Between heaven and earth, the most devout thing is to embark on the road to pilgrimage, though the distance is far, but the one heart to Buddha’s heart has not changed. No trace of clouds in the sky, the red sun emits 10,000 golden, violently roasted the earth, at this time, in the canyon, usually lush leaves in the sunlight, drooping head, and some leaves turned himself , The slightly gray leaves back to the sky. At this moment, the branches seem to have been drawn into the ribs, and the whole body is covered with airlessness. Under the breeze of the river valley, it swayed like a boneless hand-cranked dancer. At noon, a lonely figure puzzled the carriage on the road in the valley