The sun sets over my hometown, and the bright moon shines on my heart. I cannot love anything, but only hope for perfection in the next life.
If there is smoke lingering in front of the Buddha altar. From now on, I wish that there will be no more regrets+ between writing and writing, the mountains and rivers will be beautiful, and the world will be peaceful.
In the next life, I will take off my armor and live up to my encounter and live up to you.
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Intention: Live up to your time