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 by coveting the mortal world? I repent. Buddha said: Repentance is useless. You have an unfinished destiny, go and renew your marriage, I will wait for you to come back. 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. Buddha said: Repentance is useless. You have an unfinished destiny, go and renew your marriage, I will wait for you to come back. For this reason, I begged under the Bodhi tree for 500 years. You said: Since the moment you begged to meet me in front of the Buddha, I have lost sleep for five hundred years.
I asked: Underworld, are you the one I've been reincarnating for a few times for the sake of fate?
You said: Yes, five hundred years ago that day, you inadvertently passed by the road with me, I have been waiting for you to realize the edge of this brush.
Buddha said: repair a hundred generations can be the same boat crossing, repair a thousand generations can **** pillow sleep. In the past life, five hundred times of gazing, for this life once rubbing shoulders. I begged the Buddha to let us tie the knot again, and we walked through the months and years with each other. The first time I saw this, I was able to see the whole world, and I was able to see the whole world, and I was able to see the whole world.
So I begged the Buddha, in the next life to turn me into a reclamation of the swallow, through thousands of years of hardship until the sea is filled, in exchange for you and me, the fate of this life. So the Buddha arranged to meet in this life, so that I and you to exhaust this period of unfinished business. When the destiny is over, the song will end and people will be separated. Buddha said: all things in the mirror empty phase, the end of all the phase no phase. Perhaps your past life was a begonia in the mountains, which was swept into a passenger boat outside Gusu City in the middle of an autumn night. The far wind blew out the frost-stained fishing fire, but could not blow out the sorrow of the sinking moon. Perhaps, in my past life, I was a boatman on the River of Forgetfulness, with a lonely boat, straw raincoat and hat, ferrying in the red dust. Pick up a splash of petals, and from then on, Xiaoxiang thank but, the bell does not continue ......
Perhaps, your past life is a wisp of Tongyun's shadow, in the dusky sky, crossing the pale dew of the smoke traces, the Prana scattered when the return of the Buddha's gentle heart of the water, listen to the voice of compassion from the gods. Perhaps, my past life is a drop of crystal tears, by the eyes of the Buddha in the Cold Mountain Temple, fell ten thousand feet of prosperity. In the season of fluttering in the sky, condensed into withered petals on the dew of lovesickness, but can not wake up the sleeping elves, had to quietly melt away in the morning.
If you are the soft wind of the mountains, I will be the grass that recovered because of you. If you are the clouds roaming in the sky, I will be the rain beads brewing in the clouds. If you were a clear stream in the field, I would be a fish swimming in the stream. Even if you are the embodiment of all things, I will still hold you tightly, just because you and I are together in this life! Buddha said: in a previous life, you are my hands planted a bowl of lotus, other lotus are open, only you, until withered, but also failed to show your beautiful face in front of my eyes. I said: in a previous life, you in my eyes; in this life, you in my attachment; in the next life, you in my flesh and blood ......
Third, ╰ ╮约定╭╭ぷ╯ When you and I encountered, touched each other's eyes, I was thinking about how you and I once made a promise in a previous life? The first thing you need to do is to make sure that you have a good understanding of what you are doing and how you are doing it, and how you are doing it. Was there also a share of such warmth and passion, was I also moved by your emotional singing? Did you have such a firm look in your eyes, so firm that you couldn't tolerate my weakness? Whether the heart is also due to a certain sadness only close, close to the ...... usually the same as the moon in front of the window, before the plum blossom will be different. I asked the Buddha: what does this really mean? Buddha is speechless, Buddha's heart is like water. Buddha, do you have love? Buddha smiled, incomparably kind, that smile is like the sea water that accommodates hundreds of rivers, deep and bottomless. But I have, but I never easily make promises to anyone, for this obsession to let the heart in the loneliness of the hidden pain.
Long companion, elegant and leisurely. Ice string finger, mind dark hold. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. 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 butterfly has long been unknown, once the **** dance into the wind of the embrace; that gorgeous romantic love boat has also long been sleeping in the bottom of the cold North Atlantic Ocean. I envy them, because life and death is the eternal happiness on earth. How many in the world have a beginning and no end of love, let a person for a long time, a long time can not let go.
An encounter in this life will surely breed too many sweet or painful memories in the past life. The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. Even if you do not love me at this time, how can I not be grateful? Flying swallows with two wings and a lotus flower. I'm happy to be with you. Thank you, Moon Lord, for the red thread. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. A chance encounter, looking back, destined for each other's life, just for the moment of vision meeting. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said. I love the banyan tree and the fragrance of books. The fragrance of the plums and the love of the two places. Thank you for the poem as a proof, the song as a matchmaker, the words as a destiny. Hidden bamboos, pulsating red lotus. The deep courtyard is filled with beautiful rhythms. Hand in hand in front of the flowers, autumn waves hold each other. The love in the eyes of the Taoist, the language in the love, the edge in the language. You said: the edge is the crystal snow in the mountains, the world outside the immortal beauty lonely forest. I said: fate is to find her a thousand times, but that person is in the end of the lights. You said: Fate is even though the two love, it is still difficult to escape the fate. I said: fate is inexorable flowers fall, déjà vu swallow return. The morning bell and the evening drum, the sun goes away and the clouds move. I'm afraid to stay by the window and be alone with the hooked string. I'm afraid of the cold, I'm afraid of the light fur. The flowers bloom in the dream, the moon is hidden in the mountains. The years have gone by, and the waves have gone by. If the flow of light and shadow, too indefinite, too hasty.
The Buddha said: edge is the sadness and happiness of the total ruthless, a drop in front of the window to the daybreak. The edge is endless thoughts. And I, standing proudly in the desert quietly watched it edge up and edge down. The Buddha said: everyone who has seen the encounter has 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. I saw, in the cross-section of the heart, long asleep a lotus flower. Buddha said: you have to wait quietly, waiting for the moment of blossom, waiting for the wind to brush the calyx, in order to awaken the dream planted in a previous life. I then devoutly prayed, may you, can bloom the most tender full of vicissitudes of the back smile. I walked through the path, the roadside of an unknown wildflowers make me can not help but stop and stare, is it because of the previous life unintentionally thrown down a flower seed, only to have this life by the side of the road to meet? But the flower just quietly bloom, as if this is the whole of its life. I walked through the mountains, the lofty peaks make me familiar with inexplicable, is this my former home in the past life, so this life's soul haunting? But the mountains are still as calm as they were a thousand years ago, as if to say that the world is nothing else, everything is empty, not the wind moves but the heart! I walked through the ocean, the raging surface of the ocean makes me excited and affectionate, is this the home of my former life swinging album pontoon boat, so this life's home is difficult to leave? But the ocean has revealed a rare calm face, not a hint of whirlpool, such as the mirror, as if to say that the past let it go, why always let it stay in the heart it? I finally trekked, from the network, appeared in front of you, I approached you, your words and deeds, a smile let me be so heartfelt, is it in the previous life I have been for you to fall into the heart of the field, can not be self-suppressed, so there is the mood of this life is still the same? And you, too, is so silent, I realized, hastily break away from my hand, where there is what look back, perhaps our destiny, repair is still too shallow, too shallow! I understand, perhaps the encounter in this life has been the gift of God, perhaps our destiny in a previous life has been destined, in this life, I'm just a passer-by in your life!
With a crystalline tears, will not be able to finish the flow of sadness, flow of heartbreak, in the earth into flying ash, and who believe to talk about laughing, and who will leave his tears in my story?
The Buddha said: five hundred years ago to tie the knot to come, destined in a previous life is not today. I kowtow: if not today is what day?
I decided to go up the mountain, with a whole day to concentrate on thinking about you, and then down the mountain when all forgotten. The first thing I want to do is to find a way to make sure that I can get the best out of my life and that I can get the best out of my life. The first deep love of your mind over and over again to prove that
You once gave me the warmest feelings in this world. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to do that. You ask me why I always sigh? Oh, don't blame my favor, don't blame my inseparable, don't blame me with a thousand times to watch, in exchange for you a cold glance. Can you hear my heart's concern: you and I have only five encounters in this life, if we make up less than 500 glances, the next life, how will I see you? Buddha said: all kinds of things in this life are the cause and effect of the previous life. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes or boots.
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. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and you'll be able to do that. Gains and losses are with destiny. All sorrows and joys are born from the heart. When you have love and hate in your heart, your eyes must be a flip-flop 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, refused to discard.