Title: No one comes to the temple in the beautiful scenery, only the empty facade of the temple faces the lonely mountain peak in the distance. The pine and bamboo in the temple are luxuriant, and the branches and leaves block the bright moonlight, making the scenery under the pine and bamboo like a faint fog. Clear jade bells rang again and again in the hall exposed to the moonlight. Looking inside, I saw a monk meditating in the Crystal Palace in the moonlight.
Ridge Ape: The distant ape's song is clear and sad. Spring has passed, and partridges are singing in the depths of the flowers, not to mention dusk. Standing in Acacia Ridge, listening to this weeping ape sing makes Acacia tears flow more. People who don't need an ape to sing three times have their intestines broken.