I'm sorry

there's a temple in hangzhou.

there's a temple in the temple, there's a mountain door in front.

it is said that this impeccable monastery was built by the emperor.

when he was young and ill, his father made him master by a monk named shen lin.

then, tang tai zong fought out and became emperor.

the monk told him that the hangzhou local view was so good that don taijun would build a great monastery in hangzhou to make him old.

don is in the way of the master's face.

the chief marshal was also late to hangzhou to build this great monastery.

the monk and the captain came to hangzhou to discuss the size of this great monastery.

the monk said, "this monastery is the home of the emperor's master, and it must be about five miles of land!" "who has seen a five-mile temple?" i didn't live with 7 or 8 students when i was a marshal, and i've only seen 5 of them in the iron-fighting shed! what would an old monk do in such a big place, except to eat, to sleep, to read and not to do anything else? i'll give you 50 feet to build a temple." the quillin and the quillin were counting, and the captain paid back his money, and the two were fighting until dark in the morning, with no result.

in the morning of the next day, sen lin and sang-man asked the captain to consult with them.

the captain arrived at the door of the monk and had just broken down his saddle and only heard the monk drink in the house: "under the command!" after listening to his majesty, he fell down in the ground.

"shin lin and sang-hoon will stand in the house and read the message, one word, one long tone, and the message of dozens of words has been read for half a time, over and over, over and over again, from early morning to noon." he is a big, dark and rough man, and you told him to hurry, and he won't be able to work three days or three nights, but now he's been on his knees for half a day.

he's sweating and his back is sore that he can barely climb up.

"the field marshal, is that clear? and it is made clear by his majesty that he will build a great temple for me.

the great temple, is it five miles short?" his majesty continued to shake his head and said: “the decree only talks about the construction of a great monastery, but not about the construction of five miles.

i'm the one who built the monastery.

the two fought for another day, and it didn't work out.

after one night, the monk sent another to ask the captain to pay his respects.

and he thought, "this monk has asked me to kneel for half a day, and i will make him taste." and then he pulls out a jade from the box, and hides in his arms and rides.

he just stepped down at the door, and the old ways of the monk of xin lin are used again -- "under the command!" on this occasion, the captain entered the house without delay, sitting in the chair of the chinese master, touching the image of jade, and drinking, "the emperor has given his blessing here and kneels and recites his commandments!" i'm sorry to hear that, because i'm sorry for your loss.

senHe didn't expect it, so he got down on his knees, and he had to read the message, and he wanted to get up.

He said, "Wait, wait, wait.

I'm not hearing you very well!" The monk had to kneel down and read it again.

Read it over and over again, from early in the morning to late at night, and almost lost his breath.

I'll let him up.

Monsignor Sensin touched this vice, knowing that he could not afford to bow down, promised to build only 50 ctt.

After Shen Lin Temple was built, the captain returned to the capital on Uchima.

The monk of the fairy forest had a bald donkey on his head.

Following him all the way to Heining County, he did not catch up to the captain.

"The Field Marshal, slow down! There's one more thing to talk about!" The monk said, "The Field Marshal has not built a mountain gate, so tell me, there is no temple without a mountain gate!" If you think about it, you'll give him another ten feet of land and build a mountain gate in front of the temple.

It was supposed to be over; but the Quillin and the Monk had to make the gate five miles away.

The captain asked him, "Why is that?" "Don't you understand? I am the first temple to be built since Da Tang began.

When the mountain is built far away, the great Tang Gang Mountain will last." The captain listens and gets hot and spits hard at the Quillin and Sang.

What if we only had five miles of road? The monk of Sen Lin is still more than a five-mile road to give him to him, and is so happy that he almost fell off a bald donkey.

The captain jumped off the horse and drew a circle on the ground with a bamboo velvet whip, saying, “Well, here is the gate!” and returned to Kyoto.

This one makes no sense to the monks.

He wanted to bring the big Tang Gangshan to bring him here so that he could draw his fields five miles below the gate, and he would have made it even further! How can a monk in Heininghang County, a county, be so wide-ranging? His plan has failed again.

Until now, this temple is the same: it is located in Hangzhou and the gates are built in Heining alone。