Fahua Temple is brightly lit at night, just like daytime.
The morning bell was ringing, but the abbot held a lantern, walked to the tomb, knelt down and said, "Amitabha..."
Tear the paper outside the lantern, stir up the flames, and the fire spread quickly, "I'm here to accompany you..."
Back then, wasn't that man innocent?
How can one be saved when his soul is gone?
You can save the souls of the dead in the world, why! Why don't you ferry me!
What the emperor wants is the country, who cares about human lives!
This is the only spiritual root in the world.
The power of one person can create a new world.
It can control fire and water, but it is used by kings and grandsons.
He died on Huangquan Road, who would take pity on him?
"Abbott! Do you have someone you like?"
Nian Kong asked. He was only seven or eight years old and looked at the old monk innocently.
"Yes, you will have it in the future too."
Nian Kong chased: "Don't the Buddhist scriptures say that we must break away from the world of mortals?"
"So, you can't love..."
Otherwise, why would my Dharma name be: Luochen?
Mind the void, this is also the meaning of your Dharma name.
"Do you want to hear Chicken Soup for the Soul? If so, I will make one up for you now."
Purpose: Cherish and protect your original intention