[Art Picture Language] 2023.07.10 But Yu Zhongqing Wan Jiangting

Entering the ancient temple early in the morning, the first sunlight shines on the high forest. The winding path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is deep with flowers and trees. The light of the mountain is pleasing to the birds, and the shadow of the pond is empty of the human heart. Everything is silent here, except for the sound of bells and chimes. .