Wine among flowers, moon among humans, I have a story, come and listen to it.
A clear song supports the moon, and a clear dream brings happiness together.
One flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi. Three thousand worlds of mortal life passed by, and when I woke up from the dream, I was still drunk.
The world of mortals is rolling, and the universe is vast. I have always believed that somewhere in this vast world there is a red dust inn, where there are endless stories and countless spring and autumn years.
Ancient people, modern people, whether they are sad or happy, there is always a story that you like.
Maybe somewhere we can't see, a story is happening quietly.
On July 15th, Hongchen Inn officially opened, and guests were invited inside.
Intention: There are many stories in Three Thousand Worlds. Come and listen to me tell them in detail.
