I don't know how Xu Ying's words have been remembered for so long, so clearly, like a hemp rope binding Jiuye's thoughts, standing there for a long time without any displacement. I don't know how many springs Xuying has been gone. Will he go to the lamp-burning Buddha to light lamps and not come back? Jiuye stood beside the red plum tree, looking at the sky stupidly, thinking to himself for most of an hour.
Master Jiu really wanted to remember this sentence for his whole life and put it in his memory. In his heart and mind, it was like a candle that would never be extinguished, always burning, eternal and flowing.
"The Tao arises from the heart, and the fate of Buddha will last forever."
Intention: That's enough.