The peach was born in the world of mortals, and accidentally fell into Buddhism and died.
She was born to show off her personality, and he stayed out of the ordinary world. On that rainy night, the rain knocked off the petals and fell into the pool. It was probably fate. The story of the lovers finally getting married was their existence that was out of reach, and their desires were beyond their reach. Destiny was as deep as the sea, life was as thin as paper. The four major branches of Buddhism were empty, and no one knew when the peach had fallen.
After loving once, both of us were ruined; after hating once, we fulfilled each other; another year has passed, and the hateful person in the memory is nowhere to be found... [Different paths between immortals and Buddhas] [Two-way tolerance]
Intention: Some feelings do not necessarily require a result. If you stop at it, even if there are no regrets, the efforts you have made will illuminate the rest of your long life.