The light rain pattered down, the sky somber—a fine spring shower that moistened everything in silence.
This young and handsome monk named Hui Ming was sitting cross-legged next to the Mahavira Hall, softly reciting scriptures. This temple, known as Bodhi Temple, was the most revered place in the area, housing no less than a hundred statues of Buddha and Bodhisattvas. However, today's light rain reduced the number of worshippers to a mere trickle.
A girl in a pink dress entered slowly, palms pressed together, reciting a passage of True Words in front of the Buddha statue.
"Spring brings blossoms, autumn the moon; summer brings cool breezes, winter the snow. If one has no idle worries, every season is a good time," her voice was soft and melodious, yet it reached the ears of monk Hui Ming.
