守着灵山,不知道过了多少年。我每天沐浴在金色的佛光中,聆听着世人难以聆听到的佛音。满耳是肃穆的吟唱,肃穆如暗黄色的夕阳。对于如来与诸佛所述的佛法,我只是静静地听着,或是静静地不听。但当如来问起我时,我会心悦诚服地莞尔一笑,说,所言正是。我很自卑,但世人却流传着我的传说。曾经有人拿着一本凡人写我的传记,说,写你的,要看么。我笑着将它投入了火炉。那本南辕北辙的英雄史 Guarding Lingshan, do not know how many years. I bathe in the golden Buddha light every day, listening to the world is difficult to hear the Buddha. Full ears are solemn singing, solemn dark yellow sunset. For the Buddha Dharma as Tathagata do with Buddhas, I just listened quietly, or quietly do not listen. But as soon as I was asked about me, I smiled with a sincere smile and said that what I said was exactly. I am very inferior, but the world has spread my legend. Someone once wrote my biography with a mortal, saying, write what you are looking for. I smiled and put it into the stove. That the heroic history of the opposite