一个漆黑的夜晚,一个远行寻佛的苦行僧走到一个荒僻的村落中。漆黑的街道上,络绎的村民们在默默地你来我往。苦行僧转过一条街道,他看见有一团昏黄的灯正从巷道的深处静静地亮过来。身旁一位村民说:“孙瞎子过来了。” 苦行僧百思不得其解。一个双目失明 A dark night, a fugitive monk walking to find a desolate village. The streets of the dark, stream of villagers in me silently you come. As the ascetic turned to a street, he saw a dim light coming quietly from the depths of the roadway. One villager next to him said: “The Sun blind came.” The ascetic baffled. A blind eye