Husband, a thousand years are like a blink of an eye, and thousands of miles are like a face.
Sit quietly at home and take in an overview of thousands of years of events, without moving a single step, reading all the pink flowers and green willows.
Is it for fairyland? Just raise your hand for everything. Is it a dream? He hides his face and doesn't know who he is.
It's really what I've got, it's like a fairyland. It's so miserable that it's impossible. Is it a dream?
The author also has two or three things that I would like to share with you.
Yes, no, a dream comes true?
Write some novels about monasticism. They are all original, but they are different from online novels. They are all about experiences, dreams, or experiences on the path of spiritual practice. Some of them are true and false, deleted and added, in order to avoid leaking the Dharma. Let's chat over tea and wine, let's just watch.
Intention: Thousands of realms are like dewdrops, fleeting, like illusions and dreams