Nine questions about the common people broke the motto, and I dreamed of entering the river of hatred and waiting for the passing of time.
I listen to the rain in the west gate in the cold, and recall the white night in the east corner.
Recalling the past, Qi was worried and sang with pity, and painted the ground with Laojia Lan's resentment.
The rivers and lakes are filled with despair and farewell, but there is no love for the lotus on the other shore.
At the end of the River of Hate, stars are born. Taking the descendants of Ximen Chuixue as the main line, it is an emotional leap twenty years later.
Our love and hate are endless like rivers. And this star of hatred inadvertently cuts through your and my hands and enters the hole in our memory. Because the crux is not elsewhere, but in our hearts. In Jiuyu Tower, I painted Shamen and Blackwood Cliff, outside the rivers and lakes. Ximen is still the blowing snow sword, and Gucheng is still the one who uses the flying fairy from the sky. The difference is that other ingredients have been mixed in the heart, which is undoubtedly a fatal blow. Of course, there are even more curious women in the world. Because there are fewer and fewer children in the world, they come to join in the fun.
If God is unable to do anything, then the devil will save all living beings. If the demons are powerless, then all sentient beings will be able to save them.
I still remember that I was worried that being sentimental would harm my holy life, and I was afraid of not being able to live in a beautiful city when I entered the mountains. The world is safe and sound, and I can live up to the Tathagata and live up to you.