1. The front

I slept in front of the Buddha for thousands of years until one day when I met you, I shed a melancholy tears.

The Buddha said: I became a Buddha because of no love. How can you become a Buddha if you are greedy for the mortal world? I repent. The Buddha said: Repentance is useless. If you have an unfinished future, go and continue your marriage. I will wait for you to come back. For this reason, I have been praying under the Bodhi tree for five hundred years.

You said: From the moment you asked to meet me in front of the Buddha, I have lost insomnia for five hundred years.

I asked: Among the people, are you the one who has been reincarnated for many reasons?

You said: Yes, on that day five hundred years ago, you accidentally passed by my path. I have been waiting for you to realize this fate that I passed by.

The Buddha said: Only by practicing for a hundred years can we cross the same boat, and only by practicing for a thousand years can we sleep together. The five hundred gazings of the previous life will be replaced by passing by in this life. I begged the Buddha to make another relationship and love each other and accompany each other every year.

Buddha said: Unless the sea has endured and rocks rot, the vast sea will turn into mulberry fields.

So I beg the Buddha to turn me into a sea-filled swallow in the next life, and go through a lot of hardships until the sea is filled, and we will exchange for your and my fate in this life.

Therefore, the Buddha arranged a meeting in this life, and asked me to complete this unfinished previous relationship with you. When the fate ends, the song will end and the people will disperse. Therefore, if you meet me, please do not leave, because I am afraid that I will not have the chance to meet you again in the next life...

Two, previous life

If a person can be reincarnated and if there is really a cycle of reincarnation in the world, then what would have been our previous lives?

The Buddha said: All things are empty in the mirror, and all appearances are in no form.

Perhaps, your previous life was a crabapple in the deep mountains. In the middle of the autumn night, you were caught in a passenger ship outside Gusu City. The distant wind blew out the frost-stirring fishing fire, but it could not blow away the sadness of the crescent moon. Perhaps, my previous life was a boatman holding a pole on the Forgetful Worry River, a lonely boat, a straw raincoat, and a straw hat, ferrying in the world. Picking up a petal, and from then on, the bells never continue...

Perhaps, your previous life was a shadow of a red cloud. In the dim sky, it passed the dewy smoke marks of dew. When it was dissipated, it returned to the gentle water heart of the Buddha and listened to the voice of the compassion of the gods. Perhaps, my previous life was a drop of crystal tears, falling from the Buddha's eyes of Hanshan Temple, falling from the prosperity. In the season when flying all over the sky, it condensed into the dew of longing on the withered petals, but could not awaken the sleeping elves, and had to quietly transform in the morning.

If you are the gentle breeze in the mountains, I will be the grass that has recovered because of you. If you are the clouds wandering in the sky, I will be the raindrops brewing in the clouds.

If you are the clear stream in the fields, I will be the fish swimming in the stream. As far as you are the incarnation of all things, I will still hug you tightly, just because you and me are with you in this life!

In the previous life, you were a bowl of lotus planted by me. All other lotus bloomed, and only you, until you withered, could not show your beautiful face before me.

I said: In the past life, you were in my eyes; in this life, you were in my concern; in the next life, you were in my flesh and blood.

Three, agreement

When you and I met each other and touched each other's eyes, I was thinking about how you and I made a promise in my previous life?

Is it also an afternoon, a winter without snow, and in the gorgeous fireworks, we have made wishes for each other? Is there such warmth and passion? Am I also moved by your emotional singing? Do you also have such firm eyes, so firm that you can't tolerate my weakness? Have your heart approached because of a sad one time...

Usually, the moon is in front of the window, but there is a different plum blossom. I asked the Buddha: What does this mean? The Buddha is speechless, and the Buddha's heart is as calm as water. Buddha, do you have love? The Buddha smiled and was extremely kind, and his smile was like the sea water that accommodates all rivers, and it was bottomless.

But I have it, but I never make promises to anyone easily, and this persistence makes my heart ache in loneliness.

Accompanied by one's long and elegant charm. The ice strings are delicate, and the heart is secretly connected. The Lingxiang Tower, join hands with the two immortals. I love the window, the autumn water is long and the sky is long. I hope to cross for ten years, a hundred years of pillow, and a thousand years of fate. However, the moon has its phases and waxing, people have their joys and sorrows, and Liang Zhu has turned into butterflies, and the former dance together turns into a rustling embrace in the style; the gorgeous and romantic boat of love has long been sleeping at the bottom of the cold North Atlantic. I envy them, because staying together in life and death is the eternal happiness in the world. There are so many loves that have a beginning and no end in the world, which can make people unable to let go for a long time.

An encounter in this life will surely give birth to too many sweet or painful memories in the past life. One thousand and ten thousand thoughts will be you every bit. Even if you don’t love me at this time, how can I not be grateful? Flying swallows and green lotus in the stems. Send people and be happy and happy. Thank you for the old man, the red line is connected. Promote love in the past, business, and fate in this life.

Four, what is fate

Buddha said: All fates come from fate, all are fate! When you meet by chance, you suddenly look back, you are destined to have each other's life, just for the moment when your eyes meet. Poems write about the beauty of the moon, and the poems are composed of autumn lotus. I like the banyan tree, and the fragrance of books is misty. The fragrance of plum blossoms is tasted, and the two places are connected. Thank you poems are evidence, songs are used as a medium, and lyrics are used as fate. The green bamboos are hidden, and the red lotus is veined. The charm is full of charm in the deep courtyard. Hand in front of the flowers, the autumn waves are connected. The love in the eyes, the words in the words, and the fate in the words.

You said: Fate is the crystal snow of the mountain, and the lonely forest of fairies outside the world. I said: Fate is looking for her thousands of times in the crowd, but the man is in the dim light. You said: Fate is that even if the two love each other, they still cannot escape the fate of fate. I said: Fate is that the flowers fall helplessly, and the swallows return like familiarity. The morning bell and evening drum, the sun moves, the clouds move. I am afraid to lean on the window, and I am alone facing the hook string. I am also the orchid boat, and the distance is the red building, and the silk sleeves are very cold. The flowers bloom in the dream, and the moon hides in the mountains. The years pass by, the water, and the duck tracks. If the light and shadow are flowing, it is too uncertain, too hurrying. The camel said: Fate is the joys and sorrows that are always ruthless, letting the window drip until dawn. Fate is endless longing. And I stand proudly in the desert and watch it quietly begin and end.

The Buddha said: Everyone has already arranged what they see and encounter, and everything is fate. Dependence comes and fate disappears, fate gathers and fates, everything is God's will.

Five, this life

I leaned against the mirage and vomited the wind that had been wind for thousands of years. I saw a lotus sleeping on the cross-section of my heart. The Buddha said: You must wait quietly, wait for the moment when the flowers bloom, wait for the wind to blow through the calyx to awaken the dreams planted in the previous life. So I prayed devoutly, wishing you to bloom the most gentle and vicissitudes of looking back and smile. I walked through the path, and an unknown wild flower beside the road made me stop and stare. Could it be that it is Because of a flower seed that I accidentally threw down in my previous life, I met by this path in this life? But the flowers just bloomed quietly, as if this was the whole of its life. I walked through the mountains, and the majestic peaks made me familiar with me. Could it be that this is the former residence of my previous life, so I am so immersed in this life? But the mountains are still as quiet as a thousand years ago, as if saying that the world is nothing but the same, everything is empty, not the wind but the heart is moved!

I walked through the ocean, and the surging ocean surface made me both excited and friendly. Could this be the home of my past life, so I have this hometown in this life that I cannot leave? But the ocean showed a rare calm face, without a trace of whirlpool, like a mirror, as if I was saying that what was gone was gone, so why should I keep it in my heart?

I finally traveled through mountains and rivers, appeared in front of you from the Internet, and I approached you. Your words, actions, frowns and smiles made me so moved. Could it be that I had been deeply immersed in your heart in my previous life and could not suppress myself, so I had the same mood in this life? And you were also silent, and I realized that there was no look back at me when I hurriedly broke free from my tight hand. Maybe it was our fate, and my cultivation was too shallow! I understand that maybe the encounter in this life has been a gift from God, maybe the fate in our previous life has been destined, in this life, I am just a passerby in your life! With a crystal tears, endless sadness and endless heartbreak, turning into ashes in the world, who can talk and laugh at me at will, and who will leave his tears in my story?

The Buddha said: When we made a relationship five hundred years ago, our previous life was destined not to be today. I kowtowed: If it were not today, what day would it be?

I decided to go up the mountain and spend a whole day concentrating on you, and then forget everything when I went down the mountain. So I miss you when I looked at Sakyamuni, miss you when I saw the Eighteen Arhats, and miss you when I saw Thousand-Armed Guanyin, hoping to find the magic weapon that will make you love me forever, rather than the final departure. Your initial affection in my mind proves over and over again that you have given me the warmest feelings in the world. I sigh. You ask me why I always sigh? Oh, don't blame my favor, don't blame me for being inseparable, don't blame me for using thousands of watches for you for a cold glance. Can you hear my concerns carefully: You and I have only met five times in this life, and if you look back less than five hundred times, how will I see you in the next life?

The Buddha said: All kinds of life are the cause and effect of the previous life. So what kind of fate is the encounter between you and me in the previous life?

Six, cherish fate

The first snow falls in the morning bell and evening drums, and the first snow melts. Everything in the world is probably like this, from nothing to something, from something to nothing.

I said: I want to forget. The Buddha said: Forgot does not mean that it has never existed. Everything is free from choice, not intentional. It is better to let go. The more you let go, the more you feel you have.

The sutra says: All sentient beings have no self, and suffering and happiness are with the fate. The cause is formed by the past, and the fate is still gone. How can you be happy? Gains and losses are with the fate. All sorrow and joy are born from the heart. When you have love and hate in your heart, you must be a world of upside down. After calmness, you will not have nothing. In fact, what is there and what is nothing? It is just a different perspective from the problem. Although the principle is correct, it is difficult to do it. No matter how broken the heart or the old wounds are, people still insist on sewing and repairing them, and refuse to abandon them.

I began to try to discard all doubts and resentments, things that blinded the beautiful essence. It was very hard to do so, and it was tantamount to giving up the whole love. Gradually, I found that only by slowly letting go of this relationship and slowly putting myself out of it can I peel off all the goodness of your memories from it, instead of using all the bad things to erase the joys that I had ever had. Even if there are thousands of pains, after all, you have brought me the most beautiful mood.

So the brilliant light of the world shines brightly before me again. I finally understand that the Buddha said that you love me, at least you have loved me. When you have love in your heart, then the light is a smile. When you have scenery in your heart, then the light is beauty. As you like, the light comes from all the beauty in your heart, or the beautiful things in your heart. In short, I cannot give up, so I willingly endure the darkness when the light is blocked.

Buddha asked: Have you forgotten? I replied that no, or forget it, keep the beauty and forget sorrow, all freedom comes from choice, what you said.

The Buddha smiled happily, and for thousands of years, the Buddha has been laughing happily. It is said that life is like a dream because there is an unknowable future in life; it is said that dreams are like life because of dreams. The destined acquaintance is like the sound of flowers blooming in spring, and the pleasant and crispness.
Chapter completed!