When we first met that year, the flowers on the other side were dazzling, and a red thread held you and me tightly together. Your smiling eyes were like fireflies in a dream, penetrating into my beating heart.
Suddenly we meet again, you are standing in the vast sea of flowers, the sound of the flute is smiling and clear. You said: There is a kind of flower called the other side flower. It blooms for a thousand years and falls for a thousand years. The flowers and leaves never see each other.
Unexpectedly, a conspiracy separated you and me. On the sea of blood-red flowers, where we first met, you held my heart in your hand and ended my twenty-one-year life. All that is left to me is your determined back.
Above the moon palace, I slowly opened my trembling eyes, and what I saw was you and her leaning on each other. At that moment, I finally understood that I had been foolishly being sentimental all along.
In the family battle, I stabbed you mercilessly with the sword that killed me. In an instant, my world seemed to be filled with only your pale face and the blood flowing on the tip of the sword.
It's a pity that at the two ends of life, we stand on each other's shores. Yue Zishang, you finally abandoned me and left me alone to mourn for the rest of my life.
Destiny comes and goes, but it's just a nightmare. Dependent origination is extinguished, and conditioned origination is empty.
Shigure
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