早年看过一侧故事。说是某个早晨,朝阳升起之时,庙前山门外凝满露珠的春草里,跪着一个人:“师傅,请你原谅我,让我回到您的身边,再做您的弟子。”其状虔诚至极,真真是浪子回头金不换。20年前,他曾是庙里的小沙弥,极得方丈宠爱。方丈将毕生所学倾囊相授,希望他有朝一日能香火相传,成为一代开创时代的佛门弟子。然,这个寄托了方丈无限希望的小沙弥,却在一夜之间动了凡心,偷偷下山,在繁花似锦的尘世里迷 Early years saw one side of the story. Said to be a morning, the rising sun, the temple before the door full of dew in the spring grass, kneeling one: “Master, please forgive me, let me back to your side, do your disciples . ”Extremely pious, really is the prodigal son back gold does not change. Twenty years ago, he was a small monk in the temple and was extremely loving. The Abbot grants his life-long study and hopes that he will one day be able to pass on incense and become a generation of Buddhist disciples who pioneered the era. However, the little monk entrusted with the infinite hope of the abbot, but in the night moved heart, secretly down the mountain, in the blossoming world of fans