小喇嘛看着前面快要落下去的夕阳,对正在磕长头的老喇嘛说:“师父,咱们该找个地方歇息了。”老喇嘛像是没有听到小喇嘛的话,不理他,继续磕着长头,神情专注。看老喇嘛不理自己,小喇嘛就干脆坐下来看夕阳。夕阳已经挨到地平线上了,颤微微的样子。小喇嘛想,在地平线那边太阳会不会有一个家呢?有时候,他把这个疑问告诉老喇嘛。老喇嘛会说:“太阳当然有自己的家啊,奔波了一天,累了,就得回去休息了。就像我们走累了,晚上需要休息一样。”小喇嘛问:“那月亮呢?” The little lama looked at the sunset in front of him and said to the old lama who was knocking his head: “Master, we should find a place to rest.” “The Lama Lama, like he did not hear the words of the Lama, Continue to knock long head, look focused. Lama Lama ignoring their own look, Lama simply sit down and watch the sunset. The sunset has been to the horizon, trembling slightly. The little Lama thought that there would not be a home to the sun over the horizon? Sometimes he told the Lama about this question. The old Lama would say: ”The sun certainly has its own home, running for a day, tired, you have to go back to rest, just like we are tired, we need rest at night.“ ”Lama asked:“ The moon What? ”