This is a story that takes place in the Western Regions. Three kind and sincere young people were destined to fall into a worldly romance. That is the fate given by Buddha, and they get happiness. However, because of their respect and belief in the Buddha, they gradually understood themselves and the world, swallowed the bitter fruit they brewed, and gained new life after Nirvana.
I, an ordinary 24-year-old Han woman, have a life that is very different from most people. Because of my heart disease - the fear of the passage of time and the vicissitudes of life, I cannot enjoy the worldly life of pursuing fame and wealth. After graduating from college, I settled in Buddhism and sought spiritual peace with my love for the Buddha.
I yearn for the Western Regions. By chance, I met two Uighur brothers in Xinjiang.
I first fell in love with my brother Afu: "His dark, soft hair and reddish-brown rough skin are right under my body, and his deep-set eyes are full of wildness. He allowed me to control him, but his muscles were tense and his protruding veins were screaming for reluctance. But that was just the unwillingness of his body. His soul was willing to allow me to conquer him."
Later I discovered that my younger brother Nahar was the Buddha I had long admired: "The bright morning sun outside the window shone behind him, and outlined a dazzling golden edge along his body. In a trance, I seemed to see the golden light from the west, the golden light emitted by Tathagata Buddha. I was completely overwhelmed by him."
But time never stops. As time passed, I gradually matured and understood myself and these two outstanding men. All conditioned phenomena are caused by causes and conditions. Life always has its joys and sorrows, and experiences always make our lives more complete, even if we end up with physical and mental injuries. This is practice, this is life.