Question: Who can cast off suffering?
Answer: Diligence can cast off suffering.
Question: What is diligence?
Answer: Never growing lax is diligence. Always remember impermanence, and never be heedless.
Question: Wrong. Clearly, once the task is done, you should cast it all aside :)
The answerer pauses for a long time: ...How can one attain peace of mind?
The questioner laughs: Not to vanquish demons, but to play the flute and make people dance.
#But before we dance, let's have a couple of fights first#
The title, Liberation = nonattachment = nirvana ≠ annihilationism, describes the state I hope Xiao can attain in this story.
I wanted to write on Xiao's profile card, "Make him dance!" It's short, Xiao is the love interest, and the story goes wherever it wants. The female lead is a native of the world and also a yaksha. Like Xiao, she's a die-hard fan of the Emperor, in a fatherly way, so she doesn't want to share him with anyone (smokes). At first, the two can't stand each other and fight. Later, they fight in other ways, ahem.
Since the official story hasn't revealed everything, I made things up. If the official story proves me wrong, I'll just cover my face. Any out-of-character writing is on me~
Theme: Follow this arduous journey to reach the stars.
I want to go to kindergarten too! Call Zhongli Daddy!!! (Super loud)
^_^~I'm laughing so hard! Mr. Keqing looks like a father!!!
Hahahahaha Tang Mei really looks like that straight guy who threw himself into the game and left his girlfriend behind (魭)
It is the birth of [Confirmation!
Thank you very much. The writing is elegant and the wording is exquisite, and you can always catch a glimpse of the two dancing and playing the flute in Ogihuazhou. Even if Mandrill disappears in a hundred years, I still hope that someone can accompany him to the end. Looking at the coffin makes me want to cry. As the last Yaksha, someone finally sleeps with him and invites him to share the fireworks.
In terms of universal rationality, usually the next step is literature with red eyes and waist pinching (what)
Gantang: Don't have a second child! Don't have a second child!
The bright golden butterfly pounces into a ball of ice and snow, turning into a embrace of spring water. Don't ask about the future, just look forward to the present. I am the only spectator who is disappointed. I am seeking a perfection that cannot be said or obtained.
This is what is called frustration on the battlefield and elation in love. . ? (Surprised) Kiss, kiss more! (Starts to boo)
This is what I deserve after waiting for so long, hey hey hey hey, it's rice! Delicious meal!