Bodhi was never a tree, nor was the bright mirror ever a stand.
The Buddha-nature is always pure. Where could any dust settle?
The body is the Bodhi tree, the mind a bright mirror stand.
The bright mirror is pure by nature. Where could any dust stain it?
Bodhi was never a tree, nor was the bright mirror ever a stand.
From the beginning, there was nothing. Where could dust cling?
Seek Bodhi only within your heart. Why search outside for mystery?
The Tathagata attained Buddhahood beneath the Bodhi tree. They say that if you follow this path,
The Western Pure Land is right before your eyes.
⊙?⊙? Oh, Amitabha!
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
What did you write? It's a mess.
I didn't want to say anything, it was too ****
Forget it if you write it**, why can't you still say it?