The most beautiful love letter I have ever read is in the ancient Dunhuang scrolls: On December 13, Yihai, the second year of Jingyou's reign in the Wei Dynasty, Zhao Xingde, a member of the Tanzhou Prefecture of the Song Dynasty, came to the west of the Hexi River and settled in Shazhou. Today, foreign thieves attacked and the country was disturbed. The monks of Dayun Temple and others moved the Bible to Mogao Grottoes and hid it in the wall. So they decided to write a volume of the Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra and place it in the cave - "I wish that the eight gods and dragons will always be my protectors, that the city will be peaceful and peaceful, and that the people will be in peace. Secondly, I wish that the little lady from Ganzhou will inherit this good cause and not drown in the netherworld. The karma of the present life will be wiped out, and I will be blessed forever."
Already aware of the vastness of the universe, I pity the green grass and trees even more. On one side is the family, country and world, on the other side is a little girl. But the weight in people's hearts was the same nearly a thousand years ago. Su Qin, but I have "grown up". I have gradually begun to understand the flaws in relationships, and I have also begun to quietly consider the cost of love. If it had been six years ago, no, even two years ago, I would have risked my life again. Because for you, I never want to think about whether it is worth it. I just want to hand over my wealth and life to you, but I am afraid that this intention is too simple.
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