Through the fragrant lotus in front of the Buddha statue,
I saw one night a thousand years ago——
The Xuan Yue glowed with a strange red color, and descended from the altar to the high base of corpses.
The little girl whose whole family is holding her up high in the sky still looks bright in her new clothes.
When I first met, I felt desolate and helpless.
Looking back at the little girl, she was already in delusion.
Wearing the lives of the tribesmen, in this desolate and helpless strange world, slaughter the gods and ghosts, and the Buddha will return standing among thousands of flowers.
Intention: To sink soberly in true love