When we arrived at Feilai Temple, the sun had moved to the back of the mountain, and we could only watch the snowy mountains against the light. The snowy color was gray, and the clouds and mists had risen at that time. The snowy mountains were looming, and the main peak, Kawagbo, showed only a small white spire at most. The sun penetrated through the gap of the clouds behind the snow-capped mountains, forming a few swords pointed directly at the earth, and a white light shrouded in the eight small white towers neatly arranged in front of the snow-capped mountains, as if the heavenly light was shining on the earth, wonderful abnormal! I wandered around or sat on the railings and waited patiently for hours.