The world is ruthless, but it returns after 10,000 years. You tacitly understand my perception, admire in joy, anger and sorrow, and confess in silence. If you have the same mind, there is no need to argue much, the warmth of interdependence at the beginning of the years is difficult to understand.
You don't speak, I don't speak, and I have the same sorrow and hope as you, and I also miss the attachment of the soul meeting. Can you know my mind in my previous life, there is a return date for thousands of years, I will wait for this life to rush to you, and the rest of my life will be you.
They are alone in the world, especially quiet. The emptiness of karma is hidden in the covenant of samsara. There is always a monsoon to come silently, shallow resentment of the flowers, deep love in the wind, sorrow and joy are interlocked, how do you not know the cracks in the world, sorrowful eyebrows, dazed if you lose a wound, do not ask about gathering and dispersing, the world is thin and cold and a thought of becoming a Buddha.