A Lonely Grave a Thousand Miles Away

A friend recommended it, but she said she didn't understand, so I explained it once, and it came out like this: That old monk who entered samadhi is a drunkard When Shuiyang was young, he took in the alcoholic demon. The young man was dressed in bright clothes and angry with his horse. He fought with swords in the rivers and lakes, enjoying grudges and grudges. Maybe I kept him with me because I thought he was cute and harmless. So he accompanies her to do this and that. He sees her subduing demons and slaying all the treacherous ministers and villains. He sees her carving out a kingdom for the little emperor. He sees her being abandoned by others, being hated by ghosts and betrayed by all. He sees her gently pressing the mechanism of the imperial mausoleum, and with a "click" the right and wrong are sealed. Thirty years of guarding the mausoleum. In the end, it may be because of the emperor's entanglement and suspicion. On the one hand, I like Shuiyang, and on the other hand, I think she has great power. There must be other suspicions and suspicions from courtiers, so she went to guard the mausoleum. In order to put an end to the farce, she locked herself in it. She went to guard the mausoleum, and the wine demon went to guard her. The two of them knew that they could not sleep together or share the same cave, so they buried the fan and the wine jar together. In order to wait for her, the wine demon opened the Buddhist scriptures that she had read. He actually read them and fell into trance. Shifang probably turned into a wine demon or was born from the Buddha's mind. Because the demon has the heart of Buddha, it is no longer a demon, nor a human demon. It is probably just a little thing that is reborn and wanders around in the clouds. That's why the master said that he has one thought that remains unsolved, and the one that remains unsolved is Shui Yang. So he felt that Shuiyang's name was familiar and that Deng Xianren was familiar. So when he opens the door, he is the one who closes the door If you open the door, the old monk will die. If you open the door, the worldly connection will be broken. If you open the door, he will no longer be a wine demon, but truly a Shifang. So Shuiyang told Shifang at first, don't open the door. If you open the door, you will die. So Shifang killed himself and buried himself It's better to bury your own wine jar with the ashes of Shuiyang. This is still a thought. In the end, the emperor found someone to scatter the ashes and the wine jar fell. Once this thought is gone, you will become a Buddha in the ten directions. In fact, Shuiyang also became a Buddha. Then he saw the woman in black robe leaning over the open book of scriptures, reading, "Neither birth nor death, neither pure nor stained." She suddenly froze there, frowning slightly, "I have become a Buddha? He has also become a Buddha?" Her thoughtful face was warm and innocent under the fluorescent light. This is just like the legend of White Snake. In the end, everyone becomes a Buddha. It's just that I became a Buddha in the end. As for my feelings, I don't know if they are still there. Do the gods in heaven have feelings? Do Western gods and Buddhas have feelings? I just want to know if I become a Buddha, will my love still exist? What if love is no longer there and you become a Buddha?

The poem was written by myself, and the author is too strong.

It's so well written that I don't even know how to praise it. I want to transfer your short story to Shangda Space for collection. I have no other intention. I just think it is very good and want more people to see it. I hope Shangda will not be angry. Orz

Haha, it turns out that I kept forgetting to rate it.

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After reading this article, I thought of your "North Star" with a desolate nostalgia. The heavy burden on our shoulders must not be forgotten, the country and the country must not be forgotten, and our own infatuation must never be forgotten. When the two cannot coexist, Shuiyang can only repay the kindness of the country and fulfill the love in his heart in another way. A powerful emperor couldn't understand why a cultivator fell in love with a demon and wanted to stay with her like this life and death. Just as he himself couldn't explain why he couldn't let go of Shuiyang. Was it because of the warmth he once had or because he couldn't get it. People in the world cannot understand what form means, emptiness means form, so they are prone to resentment. Only when they can let go of their obsessions can they understand what they have gained.

Girl, I quite like the writing style of your article. It's like a layer of mist has fallen in the air. But I seem to be a little unclear about the allocation of the protagonist and the supporting roles. Although it is centered around the female ghost, at first a monk appeared, I thought he was the main character. Later, when the emperor was mentioned many times, it seemed to be narrated from his perspective. On the contrary, the appearance rate of the young monk was very small... . I think your main plot line is like a layer of fog. The story is relatively thin and cannot be integrated into the story. That is to say, it is hard to remember after reading it... This personal point of view does not represent others... Finally, when you return to □, the little monk ends his thoughts through the next incident, which shows that the little monk is still young and the article has ended in depression. How can the little monk understand the happiness of the mortal world. The author just gave a negative teaching material for the young monk to cut off his roots. It seems that compared to happiness, sadness or tragedy is indeed more profound...

Love is always so powerless against heartlessness... In the end, I let go of that thought.