The simple and kind-hearted Epiphyllum Demon × the cold and distant Buddhist who fell to the altar for love
Six hundred years of pure dew have been used to pour out endless delusions. I am the deepest crack in his Buddha's bones, and he is the white moonlight in my heart.
But the bright moon hangs high, why doesn't it shine on me alone?
I risked my life to save him in exchange for his saying "Ah Tan", a drop of Buddha's tears, and a piece of Buddha's bone.
Intention: Love and sacrifice, what is it for all living beings, to save others and save ourselves?