At the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, disputes continued on the snowy plateau.
In turbulent times, the situation is ever-changing, and it is difficult to distinguish between friends and foes. Riders with bows and swords outside the fortress, the Khan King's plan has no final plan. Are the Mongolian and Tibetan people working together in the same boat, or are they fighting against each other? The Ming Dynasty in the north was weakening, the Jurchens raised troops to attack, and the guards were hiding in the Qing Dynasty. Should they stay in a corner of peace, or should they return to the unified rule?
In the pure land of Buddhism, how can we escape from the whirlpool of conspiracy? In the pastoral songs of the grassland, the war is fierce, who can be the hero alone? Those who strive for power finally reach the top; looking down at all living beings, one realizes that it is cold at high places. Those who seek fame can also be immortalized in history; when the dust has settled, there will inevitably be mixed praise and praise. It's a pity that the love between beauties is deep, but the worldly relationships are turbulent; are they flying together, or are they forgetting each other?
Time has passed and prosperity has faded away.
All conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in a dream.
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