Spring comes and goes, spring returns, and cold and heat come frequently. The moon is born, the moon is new, and the moon is new again, and it is another hundred years. I can only see that in front of the court for thousands of years, it will last forever. Love, hate, and hatred always depend on each other, and they will all turn into dust in the end.
Is there an end to time and space? Where is the refuge in reincarnation? Can lovesickness that lasts for several lifetimes really turn into dust and become a stepping stone for eternal companionship? If this encounter is like this in this life, what will it be like in the next life? Is it true that as the Buddha said, love lasts forever like the sun and the moon? She doesn't know, so she can only search for the answer life after life until she breaks out of reincarnation! We obviously love each other, but we are each in pain. Will those who hold hands let each other go in the end, and then wake up alone in the night, with the loneliness of sitting alone on the cliff, wasting the years?
(*^__^*) My article on farming in Xinkeng:
Haha, let's take a look at the dusty column!
Fuchen's first article is full of loopholes, feel free to do as you please!
Conception: