A month has passed since the New Year, and it's the season for plowing. Beneath the Buddhist temple on the hillside, farmers of various sizes bend over the yellow earth, while plows slice through the soil. Three or four people pull the plows forward; another person helps from behind. Baolian Temple's vast temple fields are cultivated solely by human labor.
Ever since the old Abbot of Baolian Temple passed away, the temple has been increasingly prosperous, as if adorned with blooming flowers and flying eaves that touch the sky, with monks in yellow robes sowing blessings.
Looking up at the thriving Baolian Temple, the devoted men and women working the temple fields are even happier than during a bountiful harvest, working the land while chanting "Amitabha Buddha."
Recently, they are going to create new Buddha statues again.
