We are all alone in this world. I am an orphan from Qingya Village, and he is a Buddhist disciple who came to take refuge. I didn't know that this man in shabby clothes and carrying a yellowed scripture would be so prominent in my life, coming with the falling snow in the sky and disappearing in the vast white snow. Maybe I was too lonely. I kept waiting until I was thirty, and I was shocked to realize that I had almost no connection with the world. It was as if my existence was just to wait for him, even if I didn't know what to wait for him.
At sixty years old, I am already very old. My eyes, legs and feet are very old. I stand in front of the Buddha for the last time, and here I end my mediocre and regretful life.
What I didn't know was that the moment I sent him the scriptures to the top of the Tathagata Mountain, the cause of the continuous entanglement was planted in us. It is often said that cause and effect reincarnate. If we are destined to meet again, what will happen? Hibiscus.
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Intention: We hold each other's hearts together, and we fight together in life and death.