Who is your Luo Shen?
Mountains, water, wind, moon, you...
I have a relationship with my god, my bones, my life, my Bodhisattva, Jade Guanyin. I would rather sit on a high platform than have you in my arms and enter my dream consciousness.
Look, in the calm Luoshui, you and I reflect each other. It's me who is stained with blood, and you who are covered with frost. What a beautiful drunken jade-decayed mountain. Why should tears stain my clothes and disturb my mind?
Intention: May my king love himself as much as he treasures himself