Every time I come to Qingming, I always feel extraordinarily sad. The original, hidden in the heart never want to think of that person, is buried in their heart of the nail, that is wrapped in love in the wound. Although it has long been condensed into amber, nurtured into pearls, but the pain is still there, the injury is still there. In the memory alive, in the heart of the eternal, never far away.
"The essence of love is to give a person the right to hurt himself." Love, beauty, freedom, light, is my faith, although bruised, I remain unrepentant, carrying love on the road, in the happiest mold, and ultimately arrived at the other side of the soul - that is, Nirvana.
Don't ask about the depth of fate, don't ask if it's a robbery or fate, what you owe me, I will recover; what I owe you, I will return.
The Zen master said, the years are an empty beauty, empty shadow, empty flowers, why do I only love this illusory beauty? The wise man said, life is a vain chase, mirage, why would you like to be intoxicated in this dream, never want to wake up? The flower of love is poisonous, I still can't help it. The love into a compulsion, are you as sad as I am? In this rolling red dust, confused, drunk, hurt, pain, two eyes with tears of infatuation, cut and cut, still messy?
No heart, no me, no you, no him, people if you can really do nothing, no desire, will be liberated. Life is originally a tangle, love is originally a tangle, please give me a crystal snow, a glass heart, in the red dust melted, broken, gone. There is no more time and space, now the past and future together. For you to commit the crime of wind and flowers, for you to charm love, hate, love and sadness, for you to break, for you to get drunk, for you to forget the life and death!
This life has a destiny, only to fight with you in the red dust but a drunk, drunk do not know the way back, drunk lost themselves. Finally know, they are a greedy love. Finally, I know that I am a thinly veiled person.
"I don't know the body is a guest in the dream, a long time to be greedy" - a dream, lingering, I don't know where to come, I don't know where to go. Ask the world what love is, straight to teach people to live and die together? Too many injuries, too many sorrows, can not be carried, can not be abandoned. Perhaps, they come to this world, is to go to a love sky hate sea appointment. People say that there are two things in the world can not fill: the sea and the gully.