Respect all the joys and sorrows in the world
According to rumors, there is a tree of death on the roadside of Huangquan. The crown of the tree has huge branches that grow wildly, with no leaves but flowers. Its flowers are shaped like water lilies
The Buddha said that the lotus belongs to water and grows out of mud but is not stained by dust. The soul must wash away the dust of the world and be clean before it can be reincarnated and start a new period in the world of mortals.
And this red lotus caught the dust of the world - memory.
Everyone has one, holding the flower of death, crossing the Naihe Bridge, and making soup for the ghost woman. Drink it to make an end with the past and old dreams, and then you can re-enter reincarnation.
For thousands of years, under the tree of rebirth, souls have come and gone, carrying the memories of many people.
"My name is Yun Wanzhou. My mother always thought that he and I met on the Lantern Festival that year. In fact, it was earlier than that."
(A collection of short stories about characters in this article)
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