Chapter 817: Taking Photos
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“You’re all good people. Good people will have a safe life. I want to give you something.” The old man took out a small notebook from his pocket and handed it to Sharon.
Sharon took the small yellow book. It wasn’t big, about the size of a palm. She flipped through it and knew that this small book was a booklet to promote the Buddhist Dharma.
“These are all good things to persuade people to reflect and be kind. I’ll give them to you and wish you good people a peaceful life from now on.”
“Thank you, Uncle. I’ll keep it well.” Sharon placed the booklet in her bag, planning to treasure it well.
“The first thing in this booklet is to be filial to your parents, your in-laws, and the elders of both families…” The old man talked non-stop when he mentioned Buddhism and admonished people to be kind.
Sharon listened to the old man talk non-stop. The old man believed in Buddhism. His sincerity, simplicity, and kindness made Sharon feel that it was a wonderful fate to meet this kind old man here.
“By the way, if you don’t believe in Buddhism, don’t destroy this pamphlet,” the old man reminded them. Then he said piously, “It’s sinful to destroy this thing. If you don’t want it anymore, you can give it to other people with Buddhist affinity.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll definitely treasure this booklet,” Sharon said.
Everyone laughed. Indeed, in the face of a thousand years of history, everyone was so small and insignificant.
A thousand years of experiencing wind, frost, rain, and snow, a thousand years being exposed to wind, sun, and rain. This pagoda had experienced a thousand years of vicissitudes. Some parts of the Buddha statue on the pagoda had already fallen off, which further emphasizes the solemnity of the pagoda.
When they came out, it was still sunny. Later, the sky slowly darkened, and dark clouds pressed down on the pagoda. It had the heavy feeling of vicissitudes of history.
Sharon took out her phone and planned to take a photo of the black clouds and
the pagoda. She repeatedly adjusted the angle and kept retreating, but she couldn’t take in all the scenes she wanted.
As Sharon retreated, she bumped into the steps behind her and almost fell. Fortunately, Wallace held her in time. He held her thin shoulders and said, “Be careful of the steps.”
Sharon’s cheongsam accentuated her figure. Her thin figure looked very bony in Wallace’s eyes, as if the wind could blow her away, making him have a strong desire to protect her.
Wallace hugged Sharon’s shoulder from behind and tapped Sharon’s screen with his slender fingers.
“Switch it to a wide-angle lens like this. Within a short shooting range, you can capture a larger area of scenery.”
Wallace whispered into Sharon’s ear. Sharon could feel his warm breath beside her ear. His voice was magnetic and low. Because he was too close, she seemed to be able to hear his throat and chest vibrate..
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