"In the Buddhaland, when it is time for one to take lunch, the breeze of virtue will naturally come forth and blow upon those nettings, and all the precious trees so that they will bring forth wondrous sounds. They speak of sufferings, emptiness, impermanence, no-self and all the paramitas. The wind will spread by millions kinds of gentle fragrance of virtue, Those who have smelled their fragrance will forever and naturally be freed from all kinds of sufferings and defiling habits. When the breeze blows and touches one's body, one will feel calm and relax, just like the Bhikshu who has obtained the Samadhi of Ultimate Extinction.
Again the breeze will blow by the woodland of seven gems and blow down groups of flowers which consist of different kinds of colourful lights that pervasively fill up the Buddhaland. The flowers would fall down and gather together according to their colours, with no mixture or confusion. They are soft, gentle, bright and pure, just like a heavenly handkerchief. If one were to step upon the flowers, one's feet will sink to the depth of four fingers. When one raised the foot from the flowers, they will resume their shape as before. After lunch time, all the flowers will naturally disappear. The Great Land is then pure and with no dust. And again more new flowers will be rained down according to the time and hours. The flowers that appear then will pervasively cover the Land, just the same as before. Such occurance will be repeated for six times in one period of day."
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