Falling in Love with the Messenger of the Underworld on the Other Side of the Forgotten River

The flowers on the other side of the Santu River were in full bloom. The flowers were as bright and red as blood. They covered the Huangquan Road. The blood-like color burned my eyes, and suddenly there was the sound of Buddha lingering in my ears: The other side of the Forgotten River No life, no death No Ruo Wu Sad No desires and no demands It is a happy world that forgets all the misery And there are flowers Beyond the Three Realms Not among the Five Elements Born on the other side of weak water No stems and no leaves Brilliant crimson Buddha said it was the flower of the other shore Flowers bloom on the other side When the flowers bloom on the other side, Only a ball of fiery red; Flowers bloom without leaves, The leaves grow without flowers; We miss each other but cannot see each other. The road to the other side alone.