The Buddha does not save the Buddha, but conveys the heart with the heart. Buddha picked up the flowers and Kassapa smiled, which is to convey heart to heart. The Tao can be achieved in just one thought, and one thought can lead to a Buddha and the other can lead to a demon.
Holding the flowers and smiling, is it the Buddha who saved you, or you who missed me?
In the previous life, you were Lord Kasyapa, the first disciple of the Buddha, gentle but cold-hearted. I was the Jinbala flower whose life was ruined by your smile, and I went crazy for you.
Even if there is no recovery, it is as sweet as sugar.
In this life, I am the little golden lotus flower, and you are the little monk in Buddhism. Is this fate? Or temptation? That smile, after all, was because of it again
Possessed.
If I could do it all over again, would I still love you again? If you could do it all over again, would you still destroy my love for you with your own hands? . . . .