The Buddha said:
A flower is a world, a tree a lifetime, a blade of grass a paradise, a leaf a Buddha, a grain of sand a pure land, a moment a karmic connection, a thought a moment of peace.
I don't believe that when one thing perishes, another must perish too. But I'm stubborn and won't listen. If I just let him go on spouting nonsense, and keep my longing forever, won't I lose the chance to find the remains I can rely on?
The firefly makes no sound as it flies into the flame and burns.
The Buddha sees this and says it is suffering they must endure. Once the suffering has passed, they will taste the sweetness of a bowl of clear water. He's so at ease, so why won't he tell us what happens if we enter the cycle of reincarnation and become fireflies again?
Ahem! Anyway, this is an utterly dazzling tale of political intrigue and a bloody, stormy switch pairing. orz
A reader wrote me a long review, but JJ won't let me post it. I'm running off in tears~
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To be honest, I really feel that the writing in large letters is not very clear.
It's really well written, it would be even better if it were more clear.
What an ending that came out of nowhere. . . Let me wait. . . Resentment drifts away
Very loving article~
Keep diving... Until the end... Still can't help but bubble...
It feels like a long scroll of calligraphy and painting, with all the ups and downs of Taoism
By the way, Zhu Junnen covered Yuan Yi really tightly... I guessed what he was doing from the beginning, and my mind was spinning with guessing. He still paused for such a long time, oh... But it turns out I still like Yuan Yi very much...
This article seemed good at the beginning, but by the time I got to this point, I couldn't stand it anymore... I felt that the plot and writing skills were becoming more and more stiff or artificial, and I couldn't read smoothly.
I have forgotten what name I used in your message... But you know it, girl
How should I put it, it felt like a heart being twisted like a knife, when His Highness the Eighth Prince suddenly hugged Yuan Yi tightly in his hands. There were already many strong winds and waves in front of us. Looking over intermittently, those bright yellow and tender greens were still swaying in front of our eyes, and it had been a lifetime. I actually still remember the own goal in the first chapter.
Okay, I suddenly discovered that there is some nonsense in Jiajin that I talked about a long time ago... I will talk about it another day when I have time.
I'm always there. . . . . I watched silently all the time. . . . . . . . . . . . It must be finished. . . . . .
Although I am diving, I come to watch it every day. I am looking forward to the end. I must think about it.
Is there any more miscellaneous information? Looking forward to it very much
To be honest, I really feel that the writing in large letters is not very clear.
It's really well written, it would be even better if it were more clear.
What an ending that came out of nowhere. . . Let me wait. . . Resentment drifts away
Very loving article~ Keep diving... Until the end... Still can't help but bubble... It feels like a long scroll of calligraphy and painting, with all the ups and downs of Taoism
By the way, Zhu Junnen covered Yuan Yi really tightly... I guessed what he was doing from the beginning, and my mind was spinning with guessing. He still paused for such a long time, oh... But it turns out I still like Yuan Yi very much...
This article seemed good at the beginning, but by the time I got to this point, I couldn't stand it anymore... I felt that the plot and writing skills were becoming more and more stiff or artificial, and I couldn't read smoothly.
I have forgotten what name I used in your message... But you know it, girl How should I put it, it felt like a heart being twisted like a knife, when His Highness the Eighth Prince suddenly hugged Yuan Yi tightly in his hands. There were already many strong winds and waves in front of us. Looking over intermittently, those bright yellow and tender greens were still swaying in front of our eyes, and it had been a lifetime. I actually still remember the own goal in the first chapter. Okay, I suddenly discovered that there is some nonsense in Jiajin that I talked about a long time ago... I will talk about it another day when I have time.
I'm always there. . . . . I watched silently all the time. . . . . . . . . . . . It must be finished. . . . . .
Although I am diving, I come to watch it every day. I am looking forward to the end. I must think about it.
Is there any more miscellaneous information? Looking forward to it very much