I have to visit the Mahayana Temple | I don't know why, but I love the smell of incense.

Today I have no class, nothing to do, and I'm a little bored, so I thought I'd go for a walk in the Buddhist temple. I smelled the incense from a distance from the Mahayana Temple, and I really liked it. I don't know why, but I really like the smell of incense in the temple, it's like a "love at first sight" feeling. Last year in Suzhou Hanshan Temple, the pen I used for copying the scriptures also had this smell. I wanted to ask the staff for the link of the pen, but I didn't ask later, and I don't remember why. (I don't remember if I went to Hanshan Temple last year or the year before, I had to flip through my WeChat Moments to find out, and I couldn't help but sigh that I had posted so many Moments in just two years) There are not many people in the temple, I walk on a small path covered with some fallen leaves, looking at the golden leaves hanging on the big trees on both sides of the road, I feel the autumn is getting stronger. I walked to a corner and found it was a good place to take pictures, so I stopped and took pictures randomly and seriously. I forgot to pay attention to the steps under my feet, and I stepped on the air. When I was about to fall, a big hand pulled me in time. It was a monk who passed by and pulled me, and he was about the same age as me. "Thank you... thank you." After standing firm, I touched my glasses frame a little embarrassedly. Seeing that the other party did not let go of my hand, I looked up at him suspiciously, but I didn't want to meet a pair of red eyes. I don't know what's wrong with me, my heart hurts suddenly. "Miss, you look like someone I used to know."