"Being Coquettish with the Buddha"

Introduction: That year, the vast rooftop was filled with clouds and mist, like a veil of smoke. The snow-like monk's robe is hidden in the swirling smoke, so clean and transparent that it makes people feel heartbroken and willing to do so. He asked him: "Why is love a disaster? The poor monk thought about it and didn't quite understand." He was silent for a while, then chuckled and shook his head: "I don't know." Zen Qing said: "The poor monk once thought that the word love is closely related to the lack of desire. The heart of gain and loss arises from love, and the thoughts of snatching arise from love. How many crazy men and women fall into a ferocious twist due to one love. The poor monk thinks about his own body, and the poor monk cannot ask for His Highness. He is indeed sad, but this sadness is far worse than seeing His Highness. My heart is pale and sad. Your Highness hides his love and does not share the same journey with the poor monk. The poor monk felt pain at the beginning, and then he felt very happy when he heard that your highness was happy every day. He said categorically: "The poor monk is wrong. It is not love that causes people to fall into Avici Hell, but desire. Love gives rise to desire, but it is not desire." At that time, Hua Jin stood behind him, listening to his heartfelt words. His mind was in a trance, and he suddenly thought about such a pure and clean monk, such a transparent and beautiful Buddha. How could he selfishly pull him into love and then let him go? How could he give it up? He couldn't bear it. So the last one is the best, Hua Jin replied: "Love tribulation, love tribulation, is probably falling in love with each other again and again, it's just you and me." Life after life, life after life. It was probably Qingjun who was aloof and indifferent in the world of immortality at the beginning of his life. He presided over the attack on the devil's trumpet and appeared on the stage. He had no shame and only treated one person, the coquettish demon master, the demon master. Then in the previous life, she was a beautiful, cold, pure and pure Buddha. Shamelessly labeled as a sweet story, I don't care, I just think their relationship is super sweet! Intention: Love creates desire, but it is not desire.