She knelt quietly in front of the Buddha. At this moment, she was like the quiet and beautiful wooden flowers under the hill, neither sad nor solemn, elegant and beautiful. Those beautiful eyes contained strands of emotion. When the wind blew, the veil lifted up, lifting up the sadness, the sadness, and the warmth in the heart. There is no more, no less, happiness, determination, and deep love. Even if there are many changes in the world, no matter how hard the love is, how can we ignore it and take it lightly. Just compose your life into a lovesickness song.
Cen Luming felt the anger dissipating from her body little by little. She knew that she was not far from death. He squeezed the beads tightly, but there was no relief in his heart. Looking back on this life, she was only interested in profit in the first half of her life, and her navel fat illuminated herself; in the second half of her life, she held a yellow roll and a green lantern, fasting and worshiping Buddha. She thought she could be forgiven for her mistakes in this life, but when she was dying, the Buddha told her in a dream that she needed to go through twelve lives, explore the twelve causes and conditions, return the person and cause, and change her destiny, in order to fully understand the cycle of life and death and eliminate ignorance, so she embarked on the road to change her life.