Ancient Pagoda
Author Wei Changlin
The ancient pagoda looks like an old man sitting here
motionless for thousands of years
< p> There is a long queue of people waiting to climbLike a woolen scarf woven by children
As winter passes and spring comes
Accompanied by the golden wintersweet
The green bamboo forest
and the hunched old locust tree
Winter comes and summer comes
What changes is the years< /p>
What remains unchanged is compassion and calmness
And a heart of pity for the child
Staying here
means sticking to a home
When the wanderer returns
There is a place to stay
Thinking under the ancient pagoda
You can temporarily escape the noise, struggle and troubles of the world
As long as there is spiritual sustenance and a sense of belonging
There will be new hope in life
The setting sun brings five-color dyes
The stars and the moon are The pearls and gems on the top of the pagoda
Under the light of the lights
The ancient pagoda turned into a golden Bodhisattva standing tall on the sky