In the long winter night, what can people see?
In this huge world, what can I grasp?
Spring is born and summer grows, but what does Xia Changqing have?
She knelt on the futon and begged the Bodhisattva to open her eyes and look at her.
She knew that the Bodhisattva would not pay attention, but when she opened her eyes, she met the eyes of a man.
"I don't know what you want, but I can give you whatever you want."
If you want to fly to the mountains, I will give you the fullest wings. If you want to fall to the bottom of the sea, I will pray that the sea where you are will always remain calm.
As winter approaches again, Xia Changqing reaches out her hand to penetrate the dense night, but this time, a warm hand catches her.
The world is long and the sea of suffering is boundless. As long as you stand there, I will be your most devout believer.
Concept: The buds will always grow up, and the winter will always wait until spring