Falling Flowers Turn into Autumn and Red Dust

Buddha talks about the other shore No sadness or joy No pain or injury I asked the Buddha What is this blood stain on my heart? Buddha said Just a little mercy I shake my head this is love Buddha sighs Recite scriptures to me I held back the smell of blood in my chest and stumbled towards her. She is dying I asked Are you the other side I'm looking for? She is in tears I am your sea of suffering The blood finally surged up clothes dyed red I smiled sadly Huang Liang's dream is also vigorous The sound of the Buddha chanting sutras kept coming I suddenly feel very sleepy Remember when I first met her The green lantern of ancient Buddha, the long candle will never go out Also her smile