One flower and one world, one leaf and one bodhi, that indifferent smile that suddenly looks back, is it the understanding of this world of mortals, or is it an inescapable entanglement?
She is as light as water, as light as wind, and as fragrant as poetry. I originally wanted to escape from the world, but I was dragged into this hustle and bustle of the world.
She has a peerless appearance, ethereal and light, with a worldly clarity, and is infected with worldly persistence.
Her smile is so beautiful that it can melt the sharpest weapons;
Her tears are so gentle that they can make iron trees blossom and rocks turn into water.
She, Luo-Xi-Yu!
If she just passed by, without conspiracy or plunder, would she still be living in the valley today, continuing the silence of yesterday? However, there is no if in this world, so she can only choose to face it. She doesn't like to care because she is lazy, not kind. I will not offend anyone unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will definitely pay them back! When the maid next to her used her body as a shield to block the ice arrows flying all over the sky, when the bright red blood mixed with the rainwater formed a stream, and when her freedom and tranquility were trampled on again and again, she closed her eyes calmly. If there must be a conspiracy and a war, then let her be the helmsman! She wants their blood to commemorate those who died for her, and she wants to use their pain to comfort her disturbed peace.
But her heart was still quiet. The breeze passed by, and the snow-white heather petals danced silently. In the rain of flowers, she turned around, but did not look back! The faint and distant voice lingered on the lonely dancing petals, echoing for a long time in the breeze. She said: "Quietness is the same as loneliness. It is not a language or a character, but an attitude!"