周五,真如古寺。我们为逝世周年的奶奶做法事。时候尚早,我独自一人在寺庙里闲逛。从午后时分开始,天空就飘起了小雨。雨点打在伞上,叮咚清脆,听来颇为悦耳。阴沉天空里传来的零星鸟鸣,黄袍僧人扫地的“沙沙”声,还有淅沥的雨丝,把我的心 Friday, really ancient temple. We do things for the grandmother who died on the anniversary. It's too early, I am alone in the temple hanging around. From the afternoon, the sky floated. Rain hit the umbrella, ding dong crisp, sounds quite sweet. Scattered sky came the sporadic birdsong, yellow robe monks sweeping “sand ” sound, as well as pattering rain wire, my heart