Quiet Songbai Temple in the middle of noisy, under the overpass, the traffic people go, let it come south and north to the four elephants square furnace to the temple gate, all beings, devout kneeling, popularity is my most prosperous view of a temple of heaven, Maitreya Buddha, smile often open, big belly to do all the world things like Lilianchi, Lihuatuota, under the weeping willow, Closed eyes and silently, the Zen machine is now living in the left and the clock is on the right, the morning clock and the evening drum, the dust is cleaned, the seven-story building on the Ciguang Tower on the other side of the road is shown, the red flowers and green leaves, the osmanthus trees are all around, the osmanthus is full of moss and stone carvings on the ground. A white paper, unscrupulous world, willing to change the Buddha heart to childish history story carved on the stone, a long history, inform this people, do not forget the ancestors and parents Ensongbai Temple Gate is closed at 5:13 yesterday, 27 hours have passed & my heart seems to keep the money tree planted in the moths of Songbai Temple Gate there, Willow trees, pine bamboos, laurel and deciduous root carvings, sculpted sandy cranes dancing like a dancing crane, various ancient typical filial deeds, various gestures of the road god Buddha