The knot that no one wants to untie ends up being barren and growing old for a lifetime. Even until death, it is just clean and cannot take away a wisp of dust.
Little and lonely, she just cuddled up against the dead sycamore tree. Under the tree was her lover who was sleeping forever.
In the past life, their love was as deep as the sea, but it could not withstand the mistakes of the world. In this life, she met him by chance, but they stayed together forever.
Once, she bet that she could beat him, and he bet for thousands of years, and the game was settled; later, all the gamblers lost completely.
The Buddha returns to the Buddha, the spirit returns to the spirit, the fire bird returns to the ashes, and fulfills its destiny;
Buddha listens and listens to a piece of your lifetime reputation.