The world is difficult to measure and the world is long,
Some people are miserable and some are busy.
Asked if the peak is not the king,
Turn around to be brilliant and miserable.
Reaching the top? Just passing by here!
There is a winding road at the foot of the mountain, and the sword is unsheathed at the top of the mountain.
One mountain is taller than the other, and the high mountains always smile at the low mountains.
Qingtian's big hand was twisted and entangled, forcing several people to throw away their innocent hearts.
All sentient beings set up a platform to find the way, just like a song on the barricade. The joys and sorrows on the stage are all funny.
It is said that monks like us are acting against nature. If fate overturns our destiny, who will suffer and where will we go?
