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八表同昏
During our pilgrimage on foot, our group encountered the bells of an ice-cream cart twice. The first time, the bells was behind us, and despite being tired and eager, I told Bhatt, the owner of the cart, that I couldn't eat ice cream. The second time, the bells was in front of us, and I made up my mind to help push it. After talking to Bhatt, I treated him to an ice cream and he was very happy, almost at a loss. Our conversation also turned to the spiritual level, and it was a pleasant journey. I have completed this journey with strong willpower, overcame my desires, and made a good friend Bhatt. I have gained a lot from this pilgrimage journey, and the bells of the ice-cream cart seems to be forever etched in my heart.