Li Xiaolan really went down the mountain.
The only thing Li Xiaolan didn't understand was why the Buddhist scripture in Ding Xiang's hand looked like a magic book, so evil, why the Buddhists had such a Buddhist scripture, and why the Buddhists could preserve it.
After Li Xiaolan came down from the mountain, she went to Cining Temple and begged the master to let her see Ding Xiang, but the master refused.
Li Xiaolan found Ding Xiang's home in the city, and saw the Ding family in a mess and unattended. She felt sad and angry, why is this so! Li Xiaolan finally understood the meaning of this sentence.
Ding Zhicong found Li Xiaolan again, and Li Xiaolan was with him again.
Li Xiaolan wanted to ask Master Jingxin for an explanation as to why she allowed an innocent-hearted woman to practice the evil martial arts, but was so inhumane that she refused to let her go home.
Jianghu affairs must be handled according to the rules of the Jianghu.
Ding Zhicong told Li Xiaolan with ulterior motives: "Lei Yihu's 'Nine-turn Life-Destroying Knife' can only exert its greatest effect when he is extremely angry, and now is the best time. 'Nine-turn Life-Destroying Knife' is not just thirty-nine Lu is not an ordinary martial arts, it has different effects in the hands of different people."
After Ding Zhicong finished speaking, he smiled sinisterly, "If you don't believe it, you can try..."
The innocent Li Xiaolan, under the provocation of Ding Zhicong, went straight to Cining Temple with a knife in hand. With a cry of "Come on, take your life!" Li Xiaolan raised the knife and dropped it, and finally killed Master Jingxin.
The horizontal knife was pointed between the eyebrows, and in an instant there was lightning and thunder, strong winds, rain, and inner demons.
The magic knife's heart power cleanses Buddhism with blood.
Li Xiaolan finally saw Ding Xiang again. Just Lilac turned into a nun.
The nun was no longer the lilac she once was, and she coldly said: "Donor, please come back. Don't commit murder again. The sea of suffering is boundless and you can turn around. Otherwise, don't blame the poor nun for doing justice for God."
Li Xiaolan laughed and went up, but was defeated by the nun in less than ten rounds.
The nun in the rain has extremely high martial arts skills. The last slap made Li Xiaolan vomit blood and her internal organs were destroyed.
Li Xiaolan fell heavily to the ground. The nun had no expression on her face and clasped her hands together and chanted: "Amitabha, the evildoers have been eliminated. Sins, sins."
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After An Daocheng told Li Xiaolan's shocking and tragic story, he was so sad that he burst into tears and broke down in tears. Soon, he fell into a deep sleep, talking in his sleep from time to time, "Aneng, if the old man hadn't persuaded you at the beginning, you should enjoy the blessings of the whole family, with grandchildren around your knees, and enjoy the happiness of a family..."
The Sixth Patriarch Huineng got up from the sofa, went over and covered An Daocheng with a quilt, and murmured to himself: The lotus is pure, the lotus is turbid, the lotus is pure.
The mud is muddy...
As he spoke, he felt sleepy, yawned a few times, fell on the bed and went to find Duke Zhou...
When... when... when...
When the morning bell rang, the Sixth Patriarch Huineng woke up as usual. Seeing that An Daocheng was still sleeping with his head covered, he quietly walked out of the abbot's room and came to the top of Longshan Mountain. He looked around and saw everything. Up and down Longshan Mountain, shrouded in heavy fog...
The mist-shrouded Longshan Mountain presents an illusory and real "real dragon", wandering between the fairyland-like Longshan Mountain and Xialu Village...
There is aura and vitality everywhere on the mountain and at the foot of the mountain. The fragrance of flowers everywhere made the Sixth Patriarch Hui Neng think for a long time. He couldn't help blurting out and chanting loudly: "Dragon Mountain is faintly like a swimming dragon. Where can the cave sky and clouds come from?"
The Sixth Patriarch Huineng did not bother to go back to the temple to wash up, so he followed Youlong directly to his hometown of Xialu Village and the lotus pond in front of his hometown house.
At this moment, the Sixth Patriarch Huineng was standing by the lotus pond in front of his hometown and saw another lotus pond.
Last night, he was shocked to hear the bad news that Li Xiaolan's real name was Lotus from An Daocheng;
This morning, he unexpectedly came to the lotus pond in front of his hometown. A pink lotus was budding from the mud. I was so moved by the scene that I couldn't help but pay homage——
Sacrifice the lotus, cry the lotus, look at the lotus pond, laugh at me, the sadness is unbearable, two lines of tears, no matter how much they are shed, I will sacrifice, sister, please come and see me, this sad person, come to see my sister, I am infinitely sad, respect Please be kindhearted, have no resentment, and understand my sincerity.
Cry about Alan girl, sigh about flowers falling and people dying. I was shocked to hear the bad news about my sister, and I felt like I was going crazy. My sister passed away, but I was hiding in the mountains and forests. My sister cried out sadly on her deathbed, complaining sadly that I was unlucky to others. My sister guessed wrong, so don't hold any grudges. My brother is not a betrayer, he is a lover. I only hate that I left without saying goodbye, and even more hate that Lei Yihu and Ding Zhicong used poisonous tactics to kill my sister and die in a foreign land... Alas, it is so sad, the yin and yang are blocked, and the two are indistinct. When I offer water as a drink offering for three cups of wine, sister, come and taste it.
The first cup of wine, the lotus flower, is born from ecstasy, and died from heartbreak. The scenery remains the same, people have returned to heaven, and there are spare bamboo leaves to knock on the doors and windows. The wind blows on the door curtain, the autumn rain sounds, there are few people burying the flowers, and the flowers are desolate;
Two glasses of wine, a lotus bouquet, and the past events turned into a dream. There is a Yao Qin in the sky, it is difficult to kiss the jade palm again, the lotus in the pond is blooming, the one who writes the poems. It is precisely when we are separated from hatred that there is a sky, it is difficult to mend a stone, there is no dream in the clouds, and there is suffering in front of each other;
Three glasses of wine, crying lotus flowers. The women of Houliang had no hope of returning to the sun. I'll burn some paper money to offer it. Waiting for you to find your way to hell so that you can return home. I'm late to pay my respects. Please forgive me. Please forgive me. Please forgive me for stealing it. Alas! I'm crying to my heart's content.
Escaping into Buddhism, it is difficult to get married, and it is difficult to fulfill all the wishes. It is just a dream. This life is over, the world has gone through vicissitudes of life and is constantly changing. It’s sad to lament that life has so many evil obstacles. My brother is in despair, and my heart is as cold as ice from now on. I would like to sail to Cihang, only seeking guidance to reach the other shore. Worship the Buddha and burn incense, prostrate yourself into meditation, and forget about worldly things. The beauty is glimpsed, and the blessings and favors of relatives are not blessed. The lotus leaves are swaying, the cold wind blows in the lotus pond, the desolate scene makes me feel hesitant, do you feel my foolishness and sincerity, my sister, your sweet soul, come and lean against me. But I want to express my heart for a while, but my heart is hard to tell and my dreams are hard to come true. If I don’t get the understanding of my lover, I will eventually feel that my heart is uneasy. Today the clouds have dispersed and the smoke has disappeared, and my body seems to be fluttering and the end is approaching. From then on, it was difficult to see each other again by the lotus pond...
The memorial ceremony for the Sixth Patriarch Huineng has been completed. He stands in the lotus pond, facing the vast sky and the vast sea of fog, letting his thoughts fly...
In his long thoughts, he seemed to travel through time and space, returning to the childhood days when he and Li Xiaolan, no, should be Li Lianhua's classmates -
The crystal-clear jade figure of Li Lianhua in his childhood flashed in his mind all the time, telling endless lovesickness and arousing so many memories——
Ah, little lotus, do you know? But you have already left an indelible mark on Brother Xiao Neng’s young mind.
Cute little lotus, at that time, you took me to your father's school to study essays, so that your unenlightened brother Aneng, under the influence of your spiritual energy, could open his mind...
It is your compelling aura that gives you endless inspiration and inspires infinite wisdom;
It was your compelling aura that gave you the ability to remember everything, and later you became the Sixth Patriarch of Zen Buddhism...
Facing the lotus in the pond, Huineng's thoughts surged like waves in the sea...
In the hazy rainy season, the little lotus, like the round leaves, is covered with crystal raindrops, like pearls, reflecting the light and clean appearance of the little lotus;
In the night where the moonlight is as bright as water, it quietly touches the eyes of the Sixth Patriarch;
As the years went by, he fell more and more in love with the clear jade face in the pool of blue waves. In the charm of the lotus, he seemed to have realized the true meaning of life:
Let the sadness fade away, let the years be peaceful, and live a peaceful life. "Looking at the lotus flower, you should know that it will not contaminate your mind."
Buddha said: Calmness means calmness. In the wind and moon of the world, don't forget your original intention. When you are in the mood of admiring flowers, you can always be calm and at peace.
Let us listen to the sound of fish playing with green lotus in the warm sunshine of June in the summer when the breeze blows on our cheeks and frogs chirp and cicadas chirp.
Those who can wait for the flowers to bloom and gaze at the flowers to fall together are all deeply connected...
Please forgive while cherishing, please cherish while forgiving.
In the beauty of the moment, understand the hurried rolling, gathering and dispersion of the years; let the smoke-like past events settle in the reincarnation, and in the Zen of the lotus, flowers bloom, the moon is quiet, the days grow, and finally, Time is agarwood.
After all, the Sixth Patriarch Huineng was a man who had experienced ups and downs. He did not want to lament the bitterness of life and let any trace of resentment spread during the passage of time.
He hoped that the lotus in his heart would freeze a lifetime of peace in the perfection of the moment.
In the blooming season, people forget the sadness of withering.
In this prosperous and noisy world of mortals, lotus flowers float frivolously among the round leaves, listening to the soft hum of the waves, as if the longing for a peaceful life is rippling in the bottom of my heart by the breeze blowing lotus pond.
Huineng said silently in his heart: Let the tranquility of the lotus infect my thoughts. In the passing years, I lower my eyebrows and gaze at the elegance of a flower. In the quiet years, let me understand the beauty of a flower. The world, in a different mood, blooms with a unique tenderness. Just let me meet and forget lightly in my own world. In the passing years, understand the fireworks, the passing years, the world of mortals, and the vicissitudes of life...
Who said that one can understand Guo Lian’s pride?
In the waves, I discovered the lonely and proud soul. From between a lotus leaf, a green and white bud stands upright. In a touch of tenderness, it breeds full of deep feelings. Lian Ruren's mood is also lonely, weak and gloomy. But as time goes by, I am willing to become the throne in front of the Buddha, and in solitude, listen to all the Sanskrit sounds and Buddha's words.
Lotus, with her tenderness, surprises the hearts of the world, letting her quiet and beautiful tenderness flow in the hearts of the world. Let me, in the tranquility of my upcoming death, carefully read the passage of my life...
And all this has long gone with the wind.
Let the holy lotus in your heart moisten your jade-like face in the rippling clear water, and get married with Buddha in the corridor of time!
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Returning to his old place, the Sixth Patriarch Huineng faced the lotus and thought about it...
Facing the lotus, the Sixth Patriarch Huineng muttered to himself: "Lotus, since ancient times, you have been the object of chants by literati and noble people. People love her and praise her not only for her graceful figure and faint fragrance, but also for her graceful figure and faint fragrance. It is her noble character that emerges from the mire without staining that makes the world admire and deeply respect her..."
The Sixth Patriarch Huineng used his mouth to suck out the snake venom for Li Xiaolan and saved her life. He was destined to study with her as a classmate, hold hands in the lotus pond and enjoy the lotus flowers. In front of her, he compared her to a lotus and often stood in front of the Buddha. I devoutly worship her otherworldly temperament and celestial spirit.
While promoting Buddhism at Baolin Temple in Caoxi, the Sixth Patriarch Huineng suddenly discovered one day that in the streets and alleys of Shaozhou, fashionable clothes with lotus patterns became people's favorite. What made him even more delighted was that in the galleries in the streets and alleys of Shaozhou, a large portrait of the lotus appeared ceremoniously as a symbol!
Ah, lotus, are all living beings enlightened?
This Zen-filled lotus, I hope your noble character is really recognized, and your untainted character that emerges from the mud is really appreciated by all living beings! I hope all the images that appear in your name really don’t exist. Humiliated you!
Buddha said: "Looking back a thousand times in the past life only leads to one passing by in this life." Perhaps the passing between Huineng and Li Xiaolan in this life was the result of looking back a thousand times in the previous life...
"Lotus flowers bloom in the south of the Yangtze River, and red flowers cover the clear water. The colors are the same, but the hearts are the same, and the lotus roots are different." This Zen-like "Summer Song" by Xiao Yan, Emperor Wu of the Liang Dynasty in the Southern Dynasty, made the Sixth Patriarch Huineng dream back to the Liang Dynasty——
Emperor Wu of Liang Xiao Yan was the founding emperor of the Liang Dynasty. His ancestor, the Xiao family of Lanling, was originally a commoner in the north and had a relatively humble family background. But his uncle Xiao Daocheng was a very strategic politician. He took advantage of the civil strife in the court to seize power and establish the Qi Dynasty.
Xiao Yan inherited his uncle's courage and strategy and served as a military officer in the Southern Qi Dynasty. He fought against the Northern Wei army many times and became famous far and wide.
In the second year of Qi Jianwu (495), the Northern Wei army attacked Xiao Dan, the governor of Sizhou in Southern Qi. Xiao Yan followed Wang Guangzhi, the governor of Jiangzhou, to rescue him. In front of the two armies, other generals saw that the Wei army was powerful and were afraid to move forward. Xiao Yan personally led the death squad as the vanguard and fought bravely. The soldiers followed closely behind and defeated the 100,000 Wei army.
After the war, the enemy camp was searched, and an edict from Emperor Xiaowen of the Northern Wei Dynasty was found in a scarf box left by a Wei general. It read: "I heard that Xiao Yan is good at using troops. Don't fight easily. Wait until I arrive to discuss countermeasures. If If I can capture this man, Jiangnan will be mine."
Xiao Yan was still a socialite in his early years. Xiao Ziliang, the king of Jingling in the Southern Qi Dynasty, opened his west residence and recruited literary people. Xiao Yan and famous celebrities Shen Yue, Wang Rong, Xiao Chen, Fan Yun, Ren Fang, Lu Bing, etc. traveled to the west residence and recited poems and prose, known as "Jing Ling". "Ling Bayou".
Before Xiao Yan became emperor, although he was busy with government affairs, he still read under the lamp until late at night every day, and wrote more than 600 volumes of "General History". He often personally drafted the imperial edicts, praises, prefaces and other official documents, which totaled one hundred and twenty volumes; he revised the "Hundred Family Trees" and emphasized the use of noble families; Xiao Yan was good at playing chess, and was good at other aspects such as divination and calligraphy. , can be called versatile.
Naturally, such a talented person in both civil and military affairs would not want to stay under others for a long time, so when Emperor Wu of Qi died of illness and the palace was in civil strife, Xiao Yan assisted Xiao Zhaoye in seizing power. At that time, his wings were not yet full, but Xiao Zhaoye relied on him very much, causing his power to grow step by step. After he had accumulated enough strength, Xiao Yan resolutely launched an uprising in Yongzhou, seized power, established the Liang Dynasty, and changed Yuan Tianjian.
From then on, Emperor Wu of Liang Dynasty Xiao Yan stopped acting as a think tank for others and began to fully display his talents in politics.
Emperor Wu of Liang was a rare long-lived emperor in Chinese history. He lived to be eighty-five years old and reigned for more than fifty years. It can be said that before he embraced Buddhism, he was still very diligent in governing and could be called a wise emperor with both civil and military skills.
Judging from historical data, Xiao Yan was proficient in martial arts and a literary master. He was indeed a rare emperor with "both civil and military skills" in Chinese history.
Xiao Yan's nicknames are "Lian'er" and "A Lian". He was born in 464 AD and died in 549 AD at the age of 86. He was one of the only longevity emperors in ancient China.
As the founding emperor of Liang in the "Song, Qi, Liang, and Chen" periods of the Southern and Northern Dynasties, Xiao Yan's wisdom and talent were extraordinary. History books say that he was "born with a strange feature, two parallel bones at the hips, a bulge on the top, and an inscription on his right hand saying '武'".
Xiao Yan, who was in his early 20s, was working under the powerful minister Wang Jian. Wang Jian knew some fortune-telling skills. After looking at Xiao Yan's face, he said, "This Xiao man will be a servant within thirty years. It is extremely expensive to be born in this position." .”
Sure enough, in the last year of Xiao Yan's "thirty years", that is, when he was 39 years old (AD 502), Qi Emperor Xiao Baorong came to his zen, and the capital was still in Jiankang. In fact, what kind of concession was Xiao Baorong? He was completely forced by Xiao Yan.
In fact, Xiao Yan was deified. In fact, Xiao Yan was also an absurd emperor.
At that time, China was in a state of division between the north and the south. With the south strong and the north weak, Xiao Yan made many "Northern Expeditions" but never defeated the Northern Wei Dynasty and "recovered the lost territory."
At that time, the northern forces were once divided and leaderless. If Xiao Yan was a sage monarch, there would be no problem in unifying China with the strength of the Southern Dynasties. There was no need to wait for the emergence of Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty Yang Jian 50 years later.
Xiao Yan not only failed to be a good emperor, but also caused many farces such as the "Monk Show", and his family tradition also made his management a mess.
The emperors of the Southern Dynasties were often extravagant and decadent. There are many beauties in Donghunhou's harem, and among them there is a concubine named Pan Yu'er who is the most favored.
At that time, in order to please Concubine Pan, Xiao Baojuan overhauled the palace and carried out ultra-luxurious decoration of the halls in the martial arts hall where he lived. The roads Pan Yu'er passed were paved with pure gold floors carved with lotus patterns, which is said to be "lotus flowers are born at every step".
The ancient Chinese custom of binding women's feet was imitated by Pan Yuer's "Three-Inch Golden Lotus".
After Xiao Yan became emperor, he did not have the courage of Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng to unify the six kingdoms, but he learned from Ying Zheng's practice of collecting beauties from the harem of the six kingdoms, moved his residence to the place where Xiao Baojuan had fun, and brought Xiao Baojuan's The beauties in the harem were also "collected".
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A burst of refreshing lotus fragrance drifted in the wind, bringing the Sixth Patriarch Huineng back to the lotus pond from the Liang Dynasty.
The Sixth Patriarch Huineng looked at the lotus pond and thought: This is true for people, but it is also true for flowers! Seeing the lotus and thinking about people, the fragrance of the lotus brought the Sixth Patriarch Huineng back to the time when he and his classmate Li Xiaolan had no time together. In the years of guessing...
In the spring, while the Sixth Patriarch Huineng and Xiaolan were studying hard in school, they walked hand in hand by the lotus pond on the left side of the house. At that time, he looked at a pool of spring water, and then looked at Xiaolan in front of him. In deep contemplation, he suddenly had an inspiration: she was more like the lotus leaf floating on the water in the pool, while he was sleeping. In that bud wrapped like a green gauze curtain...
On an early summer night, amid the long-lost thunder, what worried him most was the lotus. Think about how her delicate body could withstand this heart-stopping thunderstorm test! Presumably, his beloved lotus will perish after this thunderstorm night because of the unbearable devastation. , and his efforts will be wasted after Lotus suffers this "disaster".
However, beyond his expectation, after this sudden and painful summer rain, the lotus flowers bloomed completely in the morning light, like a beauty who had just emerged from the bath.
Look at the lotus petals, which are made of ice and jade bones, unfolding layer by layer from the inside out: the petals are white and red inside, but the heart of the flower is like a burning flame, and like a girl's open heart. In the breeze, the lotus flowers dance like a girl in a dress.
The lotus leaves next to them: some are like jasper disks, some are like green umbrellas that protect the lotus from wind and rain, and some are like dance skirts worn by dancers around their waists...
Water droplets rolled on the lotus leaves. Under the sunlight, they released dazzling light, like crystal clear diamonds.
The red carp in the water looked at the lotus. Some swam happily, some stared blankly at the beauty, and some even jumped out of the water...
As the sun set, the lotus flower walked into her green gauze curtain again at some point, as if she wanted to fall asleep at the same time as him, so that she could have a tryst with him, her little lover, at the intersection of dreams.
In my dreams on summer nights, I would often be inseparable from the charming and tender lotus girl, until dawn...
In autumn, the autumn wind is bleak, the autumn rain falls, and the weather becomes cooler. As the earth is gradually filled with golden color by the autumn wind, the green leaves and red flowers leave one after another.
"My heart is full of beauty in autumn, and I look at the green lotus in the fresh water." The lotus flower is like a sleeping beauty, lying in her own green gauze curtain all day long and never waking up, no matter how he calls her next to her, she will not wake up.
I know the inner thoughts of the sleeping lotus: the prosperity has disappeared, and what is left is not only a desolate pool, but also those sad and beautiful memory fragments.
Use the thread of desolation that runs through his life to connect the cherished memory fragments together and store them in the warehouse of memory, leaving beautiful memories for his rough life.
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I recall that on this day, he and Sister Lotus separated, and embarked on the arduous path of seeking Dharma with the ideal of seeking Buddhism and benefiting the public. I thought that after taking over the mantle of Zen taught by the Fifth Patriarch and becoming the Sixth Patriarch of Zen, I would be able to help those I love, those who love me, and all sentient beings escape from suffering, and be happy and happy! Unexpectedly, the sky did not go as planned, and after several disasters, he almost died...
After being struck ruthlessly by the cruel reality of his life, he realized that the sky above his head seemed within reach, but in fact it was very high. The ruthless reality dampened the youthful spirit. I have been confused and even withdrawn.
However, when he was at a loss, at that moment, persistence lit the lamp of his heart and illuminated the way forward; single-mindedness purified the sewage around him, making his river of life become clearer and clearer, and also created a Create your own piece of sky!
Having a predestined relationship with the lotus, he deeply realized that when it is close to red, it is red. Because he has been with the lotus day and night, the quality of the lotus infected him.
In those days of escape and desolation, he persisted in his persistence and pursued his pursuit...
Even if the sky is so high, if you stand on tiptoe, you will be a little closer to the sky; even if the sea is so deep, if you take a step forward, you will be a little closer to the sea; even if troubles keep growing, you must learn from the lotus flower to never abandon or give up. The spirit of continuous improvement is used to drive away the dark clouds in the heart.
Even if the environment we live in is as harsh as sludge, we must learn to survive in the sludge, absorb the nutrients in the sludge without being polluted, and persist and work hard for the future enlightenment of Chinese Zen and its beauty.
In the days when he was with Lotus, her qualities influenced him, and the shadow of Lotus gradually appeared on his body. Whenever he has something on his mind, he talks to Lotus...
In winter, the lotus sleeping in the green gauze curtain seems to have turned into the new wind and drifted to an unknown place, leaving only a few withered lotus leaves floating helplessly on the water of the lotus pond.
Winter is the season of cold weather and dry water. He often misses the lotus, and in his dreams he thinks about adding water to the pool, so that her withered body will not feel dry in her heart; at the same time, he also wants to make her feel that even if she is In her lonely days, no one cared about her, and he would quietly wait for her and protect her.
One morning in winter, he looked at the lotus as usual. When I came to the lotus pond - I saw the roots of the lotus floating in the water with the soil. At that time, he was extremely anxious, but he did not dare to act rashly for fear that it would be self-defeating, so he had to observe from the side.
This was observed for several days in a row.
He was very anxious, but he was still helpless. The only thing I can do is to pray silently for her: May the kind heaven bless his lotus and be safe...
Maybe it was his sincerity that moved the sky. Finally one day, the roots of the lotus wrapped in soil sank into the lotus pond again. He put his head into the water and took a closer look: he saw small lotus leaves growing around her roots - his beloved lotus was finally safe and sound!
After these frightening days, in the cold winter, he cared more about the lotus.
During the freezing weather, you can still see the red carp swimming in the water through the ice, still guarding the roots and leaves of the lotus under the lotus leaves covered by the ice.
"The old roots and old leaves are turned into mud and dust. Those who transform are far away, and those who come are new every day." In fact, although the lotus leaves, the flower god is still there.
She has always been by my side, never leaving or being idle;
She is constantly working hard to absorb the organic and inorganic nutrients in the pool for a brilliant future, and is always brewing hopes and opportunities to welcome the beauty of the next reincarnation.
The flower guardian guarding the lotus next to the pool will not return until her next reincarnation.
I like the lotus in the pond in front of my house, I like her purity that emerges from the mud, and I like her perseverance and single-mindedness.
He stayed with her, accompanied and knew each other; they went through wind and rain together, appreciated the rainbow together, and their hearts were connected.
She blossomed in this life only for him;
He protected flowers only for the lotus in this life.
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