Buddha said: "One flower and one world, one tree and floating life, one grass and one heaven, one leaf and one Tathagata." One sand and one bliss, one square and one pure land, one smile and one worldly connection, one thought and one tranquility.
As spring passes and winter comes, frost dyes the hair, and the beauty is shattered by the mirror, flowers in the water, and the moon. Time passes by like a shuttle, Chengjun promises when will he return.
"Red maples everywhere and peace in the world is my return date. When I come back, I will marry you."
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"There is no timetable to return, and it is you who broke your promise to me! It's you!"
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Who did you spend all your prosperity in this life just for the promise you made with whom in your previous life? I just sigh that I will never let you down in this life.
"What's your name?" A soft voice sounded slowly, and the slight trembling when speaking could not hide the anticipation.
"..." You opened your mouth, but no sound came out.
"In this life, are you not even willing to answer?"
"That's all..." That sound was just an expression of endless loss and self-deprecation, a truth that countless words could not explain.
"If there is an afterlife, it would be better if we never meet, then we won't know each other, and we won't fall in love again..."
A sigh floats in your heart, but it brings about heartbreaking pain. Despair wrapped around my throat, making it difficult to breathe...
You struggled painfully from the beginning, and finally gave up on compromise. Sourness overflows in your heart, and the corners of your eyes are slightly cold... I don't know when, you have already burst into tears.
Maybe it was from the moment I heard that voice...
When you woke up from the dream, you opened your eyes and your heartache and suffocating despair were no longer so strong. You stared at the ceiling without moving at all.
"Why don't we meet in the next life..." Thinking of the last words spoken by the person in the last dream, the grievance surged up, "Isn't reincarnation just to see each other again? Could it be that even one glance has become the ultimate luxury..."
You will have this kind of dream every day, sometimes it is about vague people with different faces, sometimes it is just some messy fragments, but this person appears most frequently.
"So, who are you..." You looked at your face reflected in the dressing mirror, with red eyes and uncontrollable tears.