The autumnal equinox is approaching, and the feathers are flying; on the other side of the autumn, the trees are falling to the ground; the golden sparrows are holding them, and the goshawks are following them, miserably.
On the other side of autumn, there are plain feathers and colorful flowers.
She was the only white flower from the other side that fell here. She walked up to me, her voice was like a brocade bird, her eyes were lifeless. Cold soak dissolves the moon.
I want to forget the worldly world of my past life, be reborn in an ordinary family, and live an ordinary life in the next life.
Meng Po gave her the dust soup, which made her heartbroken.
One is to cut off the grievances and grudges of the past life, the second is to cut off the sharp people in the heart, and the third is to cut off the entanglement of desires.