Zhimo Tingyu

If everything in the world turns out to be not as good as I want, the good things I have done in my life will be like the wind last night, and they will move away again, causing sorrow to a few people. Good is like a knife, and evil is like a knife. The former hurts oneself, but one does not dare to cross the line every step of the way; the latter is like a dove, its poison is the most harmful to others. Since I am a small person, I have nothing. I hope you will know that I have nothing in my body, but this sword is sharper than my tongue. It is often said that the evil way is so fierce that it can destroy a city in the morning and overwhelm a country in the night. It is very majestic. There are thousands of righteous paths in all the land and water, east and west, and their righteousness blossoms like lotuses. I then went west and saw the land of Buddha's Light. There were Arhats, Bodhisattvas, and several precious temples. The golden body temple was built with gold bricks and five-color brilliance. Good men and good women were indeed like this. When I climbed up the stairs and looked around, I saw no evil spirits. Only the precious clothes on my body and the blood and bones under my skin seemed to be mourning. I know that I am the only one who is like a demon, invulnerable to law, and unable to be cured by medicine or stone. Under this vast universe, it is like a long night, with the hidden moon swallowing the stars.