
Hidden Dragon Xiaoyaolu
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If Heaven is sentimental, Heaven will be immoral. If humans are merciless, what difference will there be between grass and trees? Shura, who was so magnificent that he dominated the world, left behind no legends. In the long river of time, only one person was dressed in white. In front of the emperor who dominates the world, the seat of the first general is forever empty. The true name of the genius who should have illuminated the world has been buried in the dust of history. My name is engraved on the bank of the Sansheng River, my body is reflected in the mirror of reincarnation, thousands of years have passed, the person who buried the years reappears in the world, the three-foot green edge is stained with blood again, and the seven-stringed guqin accompanies my beloved. I don't ask the world to praise my name, I don't ask the mortal world to build my temple, I just want peace of mind and freedom. On the Naihe Bridge, on the banks of the Sansheng River, on the Forgotten River Ferry, in front of the Mirror of Reincarnation, who has laid the foundation for eternity? Who is responsible for the common people? Who controls the ups and downs of the heavens? Who understands reincarnation? Dependent origination and annihilation, the Ganges River is eternal.
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