Bodhisattva, Nirvana

Jinshuxuanwill make you fall in love with the fragrance of words. Walking through the glorious years, walking on the edge of youth. Or fixing makeup in the mirror, looking at the reflection in self-pity, or lingering in the courtyard. You came, reined in your horse, stopped, and then left, never to be seen again, leaving only the fragrance and debris all over the ground. Who knows that I am dejected, who sees my face bursting with tears, who knows that my heart is full of knots, who understands that my heart is broken. Smear those fragrant pasts and those lingering thoughts on the beach, hoping for sunshine, but unexpectedly the sea water washes away, bringing pieces of thoughts to you. Where you gaze, you will see those fragmented thoughts, as fine as sand, but as bright as flowers. Welcome to pay attention, please give us advice.