The Beauty Is Falling, the Swing Is Swinging

Buddha said: You are a bronze mirror that was broken by others in the chaos of separation. You are a pair of carps living together in a dry and cracked pond. You are the eyes of lovers turning into butterflies outside the long pavilion with lush green grass. You are a maple leaf scattered in the rain on the rocks outside Mawei Slope. But after the sound of falling Hong stopped, prosperity was just a dream. ——————————————————————————————————————————— She said: How heavy the wind and moon are in this world, meeting and leaving are too hasty. Even if you have a frightening dream while visiting the garden, I still hope you remember, In Weiyang Palace, I dance for you that little bit of red. ———————————————————————————————————————————— He said: I don't care about generals, ministers, princes, or who rules the Spring and Autumn Period If this picturesque country could make you smile like a flower I am willing to stand up for you all over the world ———————————————————————————————————————————— We love each other so much, but when we are about to hug each other, we are always separated by the farthest distance in the world. The world is vast, the road of love is boundless, and no one can escape fate. When love and hate are divided equally, can we still hold hands and walk back to the original place?