I am a clear pool in front of the Buddha, reflecting the Buddha's reflection, dripping with people's thoughts, and engraved with the waiting of the stone bridge.
She is a stone bridge in the countryside, cushioning the soles of people's feet, waiting for the response of love, washing away the long wait.
He is a touch of mortal world, and a chance look back creates two periods of waiting for tens of millions of years.
——Adapted from "Stone Bridge Zen"
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