I slept in front of the Buddha for a thousand years, until one day I met you, I fell a melancholy tear.
The Buddha said: I became a Buddha because I have no love, how can you become a Buddha if you are greedy for the mortal world?
I repent.
The Buddha said: repentance is useless. You have an unfinished business, go and renew your marriage, I will wait for your return.
For this reason, I begged under the Bodhi tree for five hundred years.
You said: Since the moment you begged to meet me in front of the Buddha, I have lost sleep for 500 years.
I asked: In the underworld of beings, are you the one for whom I have been several Lun returns for the sake of destiny?
You said: Yes, that day five hundred years ago, you unintentionally passed by the road with me, I have been waiting for you to realize the edge of this brush.
The Buddha said: repair a hundred times before you can cross the same boat, repair a thousand times before you can **** pillow sleep. In the past life, five hundred times of gazing at the eyes, in exchange for this life once rubbing shoulders.
I begged the Buddha to let us have another relationship with each other, and to be with each other through the months and years.
The Buddha said: Unless the sea is dry, the sea will be changed.
So I begged the Buddha to turn me into a reclaimed swallow in the next life, and to go through a lot of trouble until the sea is filled up, in exchange for your and my destiny in this life.
So the Buddha arranged to meet in this life, so that I and you to exhaust this period of unfinished business. The first thing I want to do is to get rid of all the stuff that I've done.
So, if you meet me, please be sure not to go away, because I'm afraid of the next life, and then have no chance to meet with you ......
Second, the Buddha said that the agreement
When you and I encountered, touching each other's eyes, I think, you and I once how to promise the agreement of the previous life?
Is it also an afternoon, no snow winter, in the brilliant fireworks, we made a wish for each other?
Was there also a share of such warmth and passion, and was I touched by your moving song?
Did you have such a firm look in your eyes, so firm that you could not tolerate my weakness? Whether the heart was also due to a certain sadness only close, close to ......
When usually the same window moon, only plum blossoms will be different.
I asked the Buddha: what does this really mean?
The Buddha is speechless, the Buddha's heart is like water.
Buddha, do you have love?
The Buddha smiled, incomparably kind, and that smile was as deep as the ocean water that accommodates all rivers.
But I have, but I never easily promise to anyone, for this obsession to let the heart in the loneliness of the hidden pain.
Long companion, elegant and leisurely. Ice string finger, heart secretly hold. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a pair of cows. The most favorite window, the long days of autumn water. I'm looking forward to ten years of ferry, a hundred years of pillow, a thousand years of destiny. However, the moon has the yin and yin and round, people have sadness and happiness, Liang Zhu turned into a butterfly has long been unknown, once the *** dance into the style of the embrace; that gorgeous romantic love boat has also long been sleeping in the bottom of the icy cold North Atlantic Ocean. I envy them, because life and death is the eternal happiness on earth. How many of the world's many beginnings and endings of love, so that people for a long time, a long time can not let go.
An encounter in this life must have nurtured too many sweet or painful memories in the previous life. The first time I saw you, I had a lot of thoughts about you, and you were in my thoughts. Even if you do not love me at this time, how can I not be grateful? The winged swallow, and the green lotus. I'm happy to be with you, and I'm happy to be with you. I should thank the old man of the moon for the red thread. I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
Three, the edge of what
Buddhist said: ten thousand hair edge of life, are all tied to fate! The chance encounter, look back, destined for each other's life, just for the moment of vision meeting.
Poetry written by Cindy, the word spectrum of the autumn lotus. I'm glad to see the banyan tree, the book is full of fragrance. The two places are in love. I'd like to thank you for the poem, the song, and the lyrics.
Hidden bamboos and red lotus. The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and you were in the middle of the night. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The love in the eyes of the Taoist, the language in the love, and the edge in the language.
You said: "The edge is the crystalline snow in the mountains, the world of immortal beauty lonely forest.
I said: the edge of the crowd is looking for her a thousand degrees, that person is in the light of the end of the place.
You said: "The fate is that even if you are in love with each other, it is still hard to escape the fate of the robbery.
I said: the fate is inexorable flowers fall, déjà vu swallow return.
Morning bells and evening drums, the sun goes away and clouds move. I'm afraid that I'm going to have to go to the window and be alone with the hooks and strings. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for the services you need.
Flowering in the dream, the moon is hidden in the mountains. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. If the flow of light and shadow, too indefinite, too hasty.
I said: the edge is sadness and happiness is always ruthless, a window drip to the daybreak. The edge is endless thoughts. And I, standing proudly in the desert quietly watching it karma.
The Buddha said: everyone who saw the encounter have been arranged, everything is fate. The reason for this is the fact that it is not a good idea to have a good time, but it is a good idea to have a good time.
Four, the Buddha said the edge
In the morning bells and evening drums in the first snow fall, the first snow melt, everything in the world is about this from nothing to something, from something to nothing it.
I said: I want to forget. Buddha said: forgetting is not the same as never existed, all the self-contained comes from choice, not deliberate. The more you let go, the more you feel you have.
Scripture: The people have no self, the pain and happiness is with the destiny, the cause of the construction, the edge of the end of the still no, what is the joy of it? The reason for this is that it is not the case that you can't get the right kind of money for the right kind of money. All sorrows and joys are born from the heart. When you have love and hate in your heart, your eyes must be a flip-flopping world, after the calm is not nothing, in fact, what is there, what is not? It's just a matter of looking at things from a different perspective. Although the reasoning is right, but it is difficult to do, and then broken heart, and then old wounds, people still insist on non-stop sewing and mending, refused to discard.
I began to try to throw away all the doubts and resentments that had clouded the essence of beauty. It was hard work, and it was like giving up a whole love affair. Gradually I realized that only this relationship slowly put down, slowly outside, I can be stripped from the memories of all your good, not with all the bad to erase the joy, even if there are thousands of pain, after all, you have brought me the most beautiful mood.
So that earthly splendor of the luster re-emerged in front of me in a big way, I finally understand, the Buddha said you love me, at least once loved. When you have love in your heart, then the luster is a smile, when you have a landscape in your heart, then the luster is beautiful, with the heart, the luster comes from everything that is beautiful in the heart, or was once beautiful, in short, so that I can not give up, so I willingly put up with the momentary darkness of the luster is obscured.
The Buddha asked: Have you forgotten?
I replied no, or forget it, keep the good, forget the sad, all freedom comes from choice, you said.
Buddha smiled happily, for thousands of years Buddha has been smiling happily.
Saying that life is like a dream is because there is an unknowable future in life; saying that the dream is like life is because there is a dream and then there is a desire to live. The destined acquaintance, such as the sound of spring flowers blooming, pleasantly crisp.
Destined to part, like the morning dew, calm and beautiful. Instead of saying that love is a kind of fate, it is a coincidence that leaves a happy memory. That coincidence makes the evening clouds, purple haze flash by.
The Buddha said: smile and face, not to complain. The first thing you need to do is to be at ease with your heart, your mind, and your destiny. Doomed to make a lifetime of change, only a hundred years later, the time when a flower blooms.
The day we parted a hundred years ago, we failed to keep time, so we had to seal our love in our hearts and look forward to falling in love again in the next life. Even if the world has forgotten forever, our hearts do not change, no matter how many circles of life Lun back.