The flower blooms and sees the Buddha, the flower falls and attains enlightenment, and the moment becomes eternity.
Mysterious and mysterious, there are many wonderful doors that cannot be explained.
Wrong word. The temptation is wrong. Wrong reading.
Many years later, when someone asked about his wife, he just smiled and said, I met the Buddha and formed a bond with him, but this bond seemed too shallow.
The wind blows in the prayer flags, hair is scattered, and white frost has appeared.
How can I be willing to accept your absence when we have made a promise?