The mountains embrace a lake, such as the stars of the moon, the lake into the mountains, like a mirror in the green snail. The lake is surrounded by willows, the wind shakes the branches, willow tapestries flow green, such as the beauty of the skirt, leaning against the wind to smile. Lake reflecting light from the Chan, mandarin ducks harmonic wave of joy, line look than the wings, swim scales want to Kam waves of the force, free love entertainment leap. The distant water is dense, misty, gradually heard the sound of the Yao Nai yo yo, hole over the peaks and valleys, and in the hidden nickel between, Xu Xu a sail hanging.

A man in a boat, calling himself the love affair. The world of love, the world's bitter people. The first time I saw this was when I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night when I was in the middle of the night. People say that the Tong Ling Wan mountain in a galan, the name of the temple when the clouds, the temple of a monk, the number of cloud break, good to understand the red dust roll how many things, can break the upside down world are all the delusion. The love of the edge of the tireless, unafraid of the hardships and dangers of the mountains and waters of the long-distance, a to run to attain, ask for help, to comfort the heart, the cloud and sky water bottles do not dare to think that the God led the intention to get what they want.

The Nymphaea Pond is the most beautiful of all the Nymphaea Ponds, and it is the most beautiful of all the Nymphaea Ponds. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the newest version of the book, which will be available on the website. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a mountainous area, covered with forests, and then a peak appeared in the distance. Resuming forward, clearing up, but see the top of the mountains, towering. The first thing you need to do is to look at the clouds and see the ancient temples hanging in the clouds.

The temple is quiet, the temple decorated with ancient quality, do not see the shape of the roof Junyu, but there is a mountain strict and solemn situation. Inside the courtyard of the ancient trees, halls and huts, there is no trace of a person. Buddha's pure land, there is no hustle and bustle of the world, quiet and quiet, adding extraordinary God's will. Love margins of the four nowhere, is stumbling, the door suddenly opened, slowly unfolding, creaking sound, transfer of knowledge to the heart of the early waiting, outside the Maharishi Hall, not to hide to the people without a reason.

The door and into the door, only to see the Vishnu statue of an old monk, gnarled beard and white beard, bone emaciated, sitting in the temple seems to be Zen, and before the love affair of the Ming Ming intention, they will take its first voice:

"Ancient road no travelers, who is the person to the white clouds?"

The love margins of the see its eyes hidden, Zhuo Ran different table, God Hui Yan as, must be the cloud breaks, they do not need to say more, bowed and salute, straight back to a sentence:

"Life is only two lines of tears, half of the floating half beautiful."

The cloud breaks to hear no words, calm as the beginning, love margins do not dare to disturb, wait for. About half a moment, the cloud breaks the form of color solution, seems to be enlightened, and then said:

"No less than a world of worry, has been seven worlds of disturbance. Dust net trouble, to love is important, worry about a thousand, by love and start. Life has a love affair, the world has no love affair, hanging between them, a hundred turns of the heart, all kinds of destructive, the world's sea of bitterness is boundless, especially the love of the bitter to the deepest and longest. Karma is set in heaven, although to the ruthless, can not be strong edge of the break; although to the sentient, can not be strong edge of the combination."

In the middle of the speech, the cloud breaks up an arm, pointing to the outside of the temple:

"The seven worlds of karma, seven degrees of reincarnation, seven times the dream breaks, seven levels of floating pagoda."

The love of the edge of the trend to turn around, the eye, the square before the open space, but see a delicate treasure brake stands, the tower body of the golden light, the tower eaves hanging bells carved horns, dazzling color, not also the things of the world.

"Among the ladder and climbed, pick up the stairs, a pontoon a world of love, once a bond a hollow, began to chase the falling flowers to go, but also with the grass back. The top of the tower, the seven worlds of seven love seven delusion, the broken love locks lost way, Mingdao final realization of the Wuwei She. The first thing you need to do is to tie the bell on your head, so that the one who comes will come and the one who goes will go."

The love of the edge of the witness pagoda, listening to the gatha, if you think, from the turn of the head back to see, not unexpectedly just cloud break habitat, at this moment, only a Zen futon.

At this time, the wind outside the temple wind soaring, leaf shaking branch swing sound soughing, the temple sound weak sound rest, candle flash dance shadow. Things have come to this point, the love of the edge of the clan did not hesitate, respectfully, and then worship in the air, and then drew back, straight to the treasure temple and go, only a piece of shadow, suddenly hidden in the light flashes.

This is the first time I've seen this.

"Memories of Emmanuelle"

Once upon a time, the sea flying snow, cold fall cold color, the same is the end of the world lonely guests, not expected to meet with you. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you'll be able to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world. The wine cup is often shallow, talking about the ancient times, the spring night is short, full of things on the head again. Judging from the time, after the snow cleared up, the waves condensed, together with the swinging evening boat; cloud wisps starry, pale universe, beauty independent flood. But now, a pillow of yellow sorghum dream awake, a hundred years away from the song is long. Who said that the world, the most cold heart? A period of time will be the end of the edge hook, a get forever can not get love. Once with the beauty of the bridge goodbye, hate no news to this day. The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California at Berkeley.

The second? Passengers

Youth Chocolate

The sea is vast, where is the soulmate? The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the people you are talking to, and then you will be able to see them. The first time I was in a relationship, I was in a similar mood, and I was more than happy to meet you. I wish to be youthful, red dust as a companion, with you than the permanent words. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money from the bank, and then you have to pay for it. I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do that, and I'm going to be able to do that, and I'm going to be able to do that. The two of them have been separated from each other for a long time, and they will never see each other again. The past is like smoke, memories are like honey. Do you still remember? On the night of the clear breeze and long talks, an inch of horizontal wave caused spring to stay. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

The third?

The summer eve

The ghost of a young man is only in the field, an umbrella reflecting the red face. The rain is as soft as silk, and the lips are as fragrant as the mouth of a cherry. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. Since then, the color ring across the veil, do not consume the cloud ambition, but love blue Luo skirt, envy her long bundle of slender waist. The greed for sex is getting stronger and stronger, and the feelings of separation are growing in the dark. Pillow what is the most hurtful thing, a few times the clouds and rain with sad face. The color is tired of love, the heart is silent and wants to be extinguished. The love is always abandoned by the heartless, even condensation hate soft eyes relative to the tears, a kiss hard to give up can not be retained, the flowers from the drift from the water flow. Several times in the spring and autumn, such as the dream years where to find, the painting of love is still the same. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.

The fourth? The death of love - the death of parting

"Fire Phoenix prairie prairie"

The chaotic world spit out the blood of men, the love of parting to dry up the tears of women. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you. A prairie fire in my heart, I can't burn out my feelings, I look at the back of a broken hero for years and years; I can see the water in front of my eyes, I love you so much that I can't take it all in, when will I take you into my arms, and when will I be with you? When will I embrace you in my arms, in the evening and in the morning? I don't care about you, I can't say as much as I want to; I don't move, I can't tell anyone about my feelings. A small parting is better than a new marriage, but it's time to part with you. I can't see my steps, but I can't think of the words I'd like to speak. The sun will eclipse, the moon will be missing, where is the beautiful woman? I'm not going to be able to get a good look at it, but I'm going to be able to get a good look at it.

The fifth?

The world of defects, the world can be regretted. The first thing you need to do is to get rid of it. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good look at this. Unexpectedly, the two worlds have changed. From the goodbye, the sky is different, the moon is not familiar with the bitterness of hate, with the high eye break the road to the end of the world; remember the past, two souls, the wild geese are difficult to exhaust the love of the intention, a few times the soul of the dream and the same with you. Silent night cold sound, a long time to condense the love of no words, meet with the joy of storage of sadness; withered trees and snow, kissed before knowing the fate of the end of the year will meet again without a good date. Once you enter the door of lovesickness, you will always fall into the pain of lovesickness. From now on, the heart is like winter, searching for, vaguely the person in the dream; the rest of his life is no more autumn, cold and chilly, the flowers are all empty. Five centimeters per second, the world has been a thousand years, and to the time of the colorful fall, landscape reunion is a passer-by. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and you'll be able to do that.

The sixth state?

"look? back"

The illusion of love, the dream also becomes true, the illusion of love, true also become a dream. The most important thing to remember is that the people in the world are the ones who have to pay the most for the money, and they are the ones who have to pay the most for the money. Deep love is not as long as the companion, the sun and the moon change, with the sweet and sour, the road is long and *** seek; love without words, spring and autumn change, you as shadow with the water long distance, a boat crossing. Accompanied by the heart of confusion, I was intended to be your umbrella, shelter from the wind and rain, not my resignation; parting love is true, the original you are my guardian of the soul of the earth, haunting the spirit resides in the spirit, not you belong to. From now on, no one will guard the earth, and the soul will fly away from the yin and yang. Parallel worlds, two places to think about each other, ten thousand feet of love can not be broken through, read, read, read; empty door cut off, a piece of paper love long, at hand in the netherworld is also the end of the world, worry, worry, worry. Fate love, no fate love, seems to have no love; parting in life, parting in death, non-life is not dead when parting. Knowing each other and keeping each other is not close, like a dream or a fantasy, it is hard to be as one wishes. Missing full of feelings, no place, contempt for the remaining only shadow system on earth. How long will it take for the dead wood to turn into spring again? I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get away with it, but I'm sure I'll be able to get away with it.

The seventh state of the world? The Tokyo 80's

Twenty years is just a short time, and the past has been stirred up in a flash. The boat is going against the current, back to the smoky years, if the heart is like a screw turn, stationed in the years that seem to flow like water. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time ago that I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time ago that I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time ago that I was in the middle of a long journey. A thought of the heart, hold hands, over ten thousand water and thousands of mountains, etc.; a thought of the heartless, lost the letter of the son, across ten thousand ravines and thousands of gullies not to be repeated. In a trance, rush that year, red face tearful eyes, soft eyes look at each other, only to be reunited, and said goodbye. Gaoxia solitary reflection, the moon alone, the world off the mountain in vain Aman Li, for whom the depression in the wind and rain; green pine drop Yin, white clouds lost couple, in the middle of the night dream woke up no place to look for, the head of the ball scratching the heart of the empty sadness. The sea of love is full of bitterness, bitter on bitter, the most bitter when there is love without destiny, daily companion, long companion, often companion can not always be together; grudges the river is difficult to fill, grudges in the grudges, the most grudges than the love of the shallow edge of the deep, night and night thinking about each other, thinking about each other for a long time, often thinking about each other is not always attached to each other. Whenever tossing and turning without sleep, only the shadow wandering, sad, vaguely that year and then reappeared; at hand at the heart can look back? Look at the blank, in vain, the beauty is like a picture across the clouds. How many years, the love affair constantly, how much I want to, hold you between the arms. The heart is like a double silk net, there are thousands of knots. The old love has not yet ended, coiled and entangled to this day. The world has changed since the sea changed, and the love and grudges are linked by a thread. The old dream is still around the old garden, and the wind is so clear that the jade people come?

Climbing to the top of the tower, looking at the seven worlds of love, a section of memories of the race to evoke, life and death, little by little, such as a dream like yesterday, but also real and unreal. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. Smoke and rain are always hazy, the landscape is heavy, the past scene by scene, sad scene by scene. Silent sadness, echoing a burst of lungs, do not flow hot tears, silent flow into the hundred turns of the soft intestine, pain to the last is heartbreak, the depths of love is lonely.

The value of this, seven love has been completed, floating bubble, gradually becoming disillusioned. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes or boots, and then you'll be able to get your hands on a new pair of shoes or boots. The pain of the heart, the pain of the soul, the pain of the seven wounds, dripping blood into the abyss. Now the relentless wind, a blow wrinkled, how many tears and blood migrations hovering in the heart, difficult to eliminate and difficult to solve. Come also in a hurry, not by human will, go also in a hurry, has nothing to do with human feelings. Seeing the shadow of Yi Ren, moving away, strangling the strong stay can not be touched, the sea of bitterness is sinking now and again. The scene in the dream, the leaf scattered, such as the star fire swallowed, the embers gradually extinguished, until the disappearance of the whole thing.

All of a sudden, the four caged up infinite darkness, and then there is no sound, all the way to silence, everything is empty.

Suddenly, a golden light split into the black curtain, and then the more cracked the wider. The light of the ten thousand feet, slowly open a door of light. The edge of the love of a dream, see this situation is like into the tower, naturally realize that this is the time to get out of the tower, but the body can not help the heart, the heart can not help themselves, detained before the realm of the gods, the soul is not complete, trance disorientation, so that you can walk around, step by step pacing, and slowly to the door of the light and go.

The end state? Release the empty

Out of the tower door, changed the earth.

But see the weak willow from the wind, flying British sky, it is the time to enjoy the flower tour, people come and go, bustling, but also seems to be on the auspicious day of the incense ritual Buddha. Suddenly looked back, not see the pagoda, not see the cloud breaks, but also do not see the temple of Galan corridors, houses and tiles. The sky is clear, floating clouds, at this time Tongling Bay on top of the only one Sakya standing statue, Buddha like stone, a few feet high, the demeanor is solemn and calm, hand knotted fearlessness and willingness to seal, looking at the four sides of the terrace below, the potential for a bit of the meaning of the living beings.

Like a crowd of worshipers before, incense steam, smoke. Love margins of the face of the Buddha, is respectfully bewildered when, suddenly appeared to be a fallen horse bun out of the statue of the Buddha, jumped into the eyes. Eye with the bun, leading to a flower beauty back to the Buddha, pacing. Do not see the eyebrows, only the figure, love margins can not help but jaw, graceful, especially the year's posture, a thousand charming, not easy to pass the past God's grace. This is so familiar, a look that is clear, for no reason to good. After seven lifetimes are dispersed, how do I know that at this moment here, a stone's throw away, Izzy is still there. There is nothing else in this room, and all around is Qing. The red face of the lotus, beautiful three spring peaches; glistening skin gel fat, clean nine autumn chrysanthemums. The seven worlds of love swept the end of the eyes, countless past events flash in the heart, a hundred feelings of tenderness surging, sudden tears filled the eyes. How can this love, fight all the feelings of separation are swept, straight to teach and you and the first time? Just moved the mind, intends to rush to, I did not expect the Buddha statue fearless handprints, the moment as if the front tendency, face to face obstacles, stop forward. Love margin's do not feel surprised, since back to look at the Buddha, the statue just like the first, no difference, eye color disorientation, compassion and dust net entanglement of all beings, God's seriousness, enlightenment rut repeating the person. The body is trapped in the idea, the love is now near, the Buddha invisible in the middle of the isolation. The eye to send back to the Hong, the love affair of the open enlightenment, even if full of tenderness, tearful eyes, the empty word across the other side of the flower, a glance, a glance, break away, a sound, a sound, tell the precious, step by step, Hong shadow gradually walking away, a smile, but the love of the seven worlds, unencumbered turn around to go, the heart of the sleeve, from the time of the goodbye.

Life is like a mirage, when it comes back to nothing. The clouds are scattered, flowers bloom, no phase, no idea, no residence, no enforcement. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world. The world is like a play, the red dust and grudges only laugh, sadness and happiness, love net love and hate joy free. There is nothing you can do to help the flowers fall, déjà vu swallows return. A leaf of duckweed returns to the sea, where life does not meet. Cultivate the body of the Dharma nature, and finally get the infinite wisdom. The Mahakala Ananda!