I once worried that being passionate would harm my holy life, and when I entered the mountains, I was afraid that I would not be able to fall in love with the city.
The world is safe and secure, and I can live up to the Tathagata and live up to you.
The most important thing is the waiting without desires and demands, which achieves the legend of the eternal fall of the gods and Buddhas.
Thousands of years ago, in the fairy world, whose whisper evoked the sense of ignorance in my heart; and whose half-life waiting made me stop for him from now on.
After the war between gods and demons, I threw myself into the mortal world. Who would accompany me to laugh at the wind and clouds, sing and cry to my heart's content? Under the flowers on the other shore, on the banks of the Forgotten River, for whom would I cut off my past life and become a fragrant soul from now on, willing to wander around the world for thousands of years.
Thousands of years later, whose strings evoked my first memory and allowed me to be reborn from the ashes of the poinciana tree.
Family, love, friendship, where will everything go?