On the stone streets of Jerusalem, Jesus walked alone. The sunlight pierced through the clouds, casting a warm glow on his tolerant face. The ancient architectural complex surrounded him, as if silently listening to his footsteps. In the distance, the sound of church bells is clear and pleasant, embellishing this peaceful moment. On the street behind Jesus, citizens hurriedly passed by, but he appeared calm and composed, as if he knew the trajectory of fate. The whole picture is permeated with a sacred tranquility and power, making people feel a presence that transcends time and space. --ar 1:1 --v 5.2