Phoenix Nirvana

"I often wish that a magpie would climb on a cold plum branch, but listen to the sound of the rain beating down the lotus leaves. If I could play a tune on my harp, I would fly a kite every February." Lin Jiaoyang, who was born in a scholarly family, lost her mother to illness when she was less than one year old, and lived with her father until she was about to graduate from elementary school and her father remarried, which completely changed her life. Her talents, intelligence, and abilities have fascinated countless men around her. However, since she was a child, the strong insecurity deep in her heart has always enveloped her like a shadow. Deep down, Lin Jiaoyang longs for a perfect love, a love that can intoxicate her and keep her away from uneasiness. She persistently searches for that love, and almost loses her body and mind in the process of searching. Love and hate, passion and desire, gain and loss, pain and warmth. Lin Jiaoyang finally found himself again under the touch of "That Year" by the sixth Dalai Lama Tsangyang Gyatso, whose life was short but extremely wonderful: that day Close your eyes in the Sutra Hall In the mist Suddenly I heard the true words in your chanting scriptures  that month I shake all the prayer wheels not for transcendence Just to touch your fingertips that year Kowtow and prostrate on the mountain road Not for an audience? Just to be close to your warmth that life Turning around mountains, rivers, and pagodas? Not for cultivating the next life? Just to meet you on the way