Some people say that that night, an unknown red flower bloomed near the cemetery. It looked like a chrysanthemum but not a chrysanthemum, and was extremely beautiful.
Some people also say that overnight, this kind of flower was completely destroyed, and large areas of fiery red spread, and the broken petals withered in the world of mortals.
I'm wandering in the world
Looking forward to thousands of flowers blooming
July 7th: The gate of hell opens
Send distant thoughts
I voluntarily go to hell
that day
Flowers are blooming everywhere, flowers are blooming everywhere
From now on there will be no more me in the world
previous life
you are my disaster
I forget you with my heart
this life
Who is whose sorrow?
A thousand years of waiting for my reincarnation
Sad face:
The heart is dust-free, has no desires, no pursuits, no ignorance and no thoughts, so why should we fear life and death?
In the world of mortals, I have thousands of knots in my heart, and I can't let go of them. I don't think about them, and I can't forget them.
I didn't mean to do it, but I did it intentionally, until in the end I injured myself completely, beyond recovery.