Rebirth: Searching for the Great Thousand

Time is hard to retain and people are easy to grow old. Yesterday's yellow flowers turned green early. The fallen leaves are flying in front of the courtyard, and there are many golden carp in the pond. The world of mortals is my dojo. The square inch of the spiritual platform is my direction. How can we see the human heart and the heavenly mind? Dependent origination and cessation are just ordinary. In the vast void, a green-robed figure stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the sea of ​​​​boundaries that he didn't know where he started and where he didn't know where he ended. And I can't help but always think of that summer in Zhizen Temple... ………………………………………………………………