He said that everything in the world is the same in his eyes.
Maybe I should be happy, because he is infinitely gentle, but he never gives me any charity. I am special in his heart...
Monk, what am I in your eyes?
The prince, who was used to being arrogant, asked questions so cautiously now.
Amitabha. You are the noble Prince Jing of Dayong, a general with military power and great achievements in battle, and the patron saint of the people of the world.
Who am I to you? You are a passer-by of the monk.
The sky is full of fireworks, there is excitement and noise downstairs, and there is silence upstairs.
The monk turned around and left with such determination.
You are my unaskable and unspeakable.
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The outline is done, now I'm writing in detail (tweeted one
Purpose: Protect the world, abandon selfishness