Falling flowers are blown away by the wind
Smiling and speechless Subhuti
Thoughts have sound and the four phases are extinguished
A few reincarnations in the blink of an eye
The rouge tears slowly drift away
Hold on to the oath and look forward to a thousand years
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This article can be divided into two levels. The odd-numbered chapters are modern, and the even-numbered chapters are ancient. If someone thinks that reading them in order will not make you dizzy, I don't mind.