"Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color......"

On the majestic snow-capped mountains, huge temples sit thousands of miles on the ground, crimson courtyard walls are made of bricks and stones, and stars are dotted under the dark night.

In the square outside the main hall in the center, futons are placed, and monks wearing red hats are reciting the Heart Sutra.

Surrounded by countless butter lamps flickering and flickering, the temple is brightly lit as if it were daytime.

The rooftops are glittering with gold

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