For Your Sake

In the ancient temple deep in the mountains, drums are played at dusk and bells are played in the morning, and the lotuses in the lotus pond reflect the sun and the heart beats. I still remember the first time we met the Buddha, his eyes were like stars and the moon in the sky. The drizzle is flowing, the cold moon is clear, and there is no place to plant so many feelings. In the next life, he will be transformed into a lamp in front of the Buddha, accompanying you day and night to recite sutras. Zijin: I am lucky to meet him in this life... Fa Wu: I have failed you from beginning to end in this life This article is written in the first person, so be careful with children's shoes that may have some hidden dangers! Conception: