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Style: Heros Author: The sky and the river are vastWords: 902Update Time: 24/01/12 01:47:42
A story originates from "Lingshan inquires about love, Buddhas of the three generations."

I replied: "Light a lamp and wait for one person. Tathagata, it is you."

There was no turning back, but suffering was destined but not shared.

Lovesickness every day is a torment.

Make a sign sincerely and ask about your marriage. If you get a good sign, you will be considered very lucky.

During the Chinese Valentine's Day, I originally thought that love and hate would be reunited, parting would be painful, and not getting what you want would be determined by the fate of the past.

Then he gave him a poem called "Nine Zhang Ji".

nine-card machine

Throw a strand of silk at the center of the edge, and the strands connect to nine machines. A reunion is a blessing, so why not worry about suffering lovesickness.

With a machine, the scene is like flying. From then on, Yunquezhan moved north and south. Dress up skillfully, smile shyly, and look like a handsome man with flying skirts.

With two machines, how lucky is the morning glory to guard the Chinese Valentine's Day? Bury your head in Luoyan and travel to the sky. There are nine ridges in Tiantian, yellow buds are heading, and magpies are asked to return.

There are three machines, and the bridge is stooped and looking forward to the man coming. Jiuxiang is not as unbearable as this. The cold winter is coming, and I look forward to spring and autumn, but I only complain that the rice is fragrant late.

Four planes, shore and boat heading south, farewell. Back then, my ambition was only generous. The mountains and rivers have been destroyed, and even Penglai, my generation, can still bear to ask Penglai?

Five machines, I have the heart to send you away. Xiaoxiao fell into the woods and doubted the river's tears. Last night, the candle shadows were still shining on the window, and the dawn and dusk were as fast as a cone.

Six machines once angered Qingxi. It broke the girl's Zen mood. I am too lazy to burn incense and forget Yulei, leaving only the sunset.

Seven machines, if you agree to go, you will come back. How come ten degrees of autumn have passed away. Still missing you, I covered my eyebrows and asked me who you were.

There are eight machines, and the pen and ink of the poor and tolerant teacher are sparse. Is it possible to send a message to Hanshuo to add a quilt? You take good care of yourself, and your concubines are all well, just waiting for Kai Ge to return.

With nine machines, the family and the country are safe and sound. The demon-suppressing tower fell down in fear of the rivers. Why wait to die? I don't want to die, but I haven't told Angelica yet.

Spring silkworms, silkworms make cocoons and fly around. Farewell and no appointment in the afterlife. Wrong fate, late meeting, and the magpies flying in the clouds.

Autumn clothes, flying across the bridge to embrace lovesickness. Lovesickness lovesickness even more. The red thread is re-tied, the marriage is re-determined, and the return date will no longer be missed.

Hold the executioner's hand and be with Zi Lao.

Three lifetimes are not enough, only one lifetime is enough.



Because there is nothing to learn, there is really nothing to gain. We can't meet each other, we can't have video calls, we can't have voice calls. It is said that the eight characters are incompatible with each other. Only in this way can we be stable. I never doubted him, I just trusted him. I didn’t know his address and couldn’t give him anything, so I could only write "Mountain Ghost" as a gift to live up to the encounter.

After all, once the urn is given, it enlightens wisdom and eliminates disasters.

All I know is that the White Lotus Saint, after all... still cannot escape the template and can only be a villain.

There is something to say.

If a person is not burdened by form, he will see the Great Luotian before his eyes.

The real good relationship is ordinary, and the real practice is also ordinary, not a miraculous thing.

I only know that cause and effect are not empty, fasting is not empty, and the power of sutras is incredible. Don't forget to practice diligently and think carefully about it. Don't let evil methods harm others, and they will eventually suffer backlash.

I hope that everyone in the world can be born facing the sun and enter the path without demons.

Also borrowing the words of an elder who helped a lot this time, we all encourage each other: "Don't let it go, pass it on, and learn from it."

The story of the mountain ghost ends here.