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Reprinted from 326837819 at 00:52 on October 9, 2010 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (1) Category: Personal Diary Buddha Buddha
fate: past lives gazing five hundred times, once for life rubbing shoulders
one front
I sleep for a thousand years before the Buddha, until one day meet you and I a sad falling tears.
Buddha: I have no love for Buddha, you hate to leave the mundane world to become a Buddha? I repent.
Buddha: repentance useless. Do you have outstanding in the front, go to continue your marriage, I'll wait for you. Thus, I'm under the bodhi tree for five hundred years.
You say: Since you meet the Buddha in prayer with me the moment I sleep a full five years.
I asked: jis congregation, you are my cycle several times for the edge of the man?
you say: Yes, five hundred years ago, the day after you accidentally have my way, I've been waiting for you to achieve this pass by the edge.
Buddha: Revised BES before crossing the same boat, repair thousands of the world before being a bed sleeping. Gazing past lives five hundred times, once for life rubbing shoulders. I implored the Buddha, let us end a carnal, accompanied by falling in love through the mid-month.
Buddha said: Unless Haikushilan, the sea change where and when.
So I asked the Buddha, next life I became a reclamation Yan, experienced untold until the sea filled my life for your edge.
so arranged in this world meet the Buddha, let me make you the leading edge of this section outstanding. Edge to do, then come to an end. So, if you meet me, please do not go away, because I am afraid the next life, no chance to see you again ... ...
Second, if the reincarnation of past lives
people, the world If there were reincarnation, then, our former Students who will be?
Buddha said: Everything in the Mirror insulating phase, and finally the various phases without phase.
Perhaps your past life is a mountain in the Begonia, in every autumn and a half, was involved in a passenger outside the city of Suzhou. Much wind off the fishing boat cream dip, but not the crescent sank sad blow. Perhaps my past life is the lotus pervariabilis boatman on the river, a boat and I am similar, hats, in the mortal world ferry. Found a touch of the petals, but from Xiaoxiang Xie, bell does not continue ... ...
Perhaps your past life is a ray of Clouds in the shadow, in the dim sky, the smoke across the desolation of the exposed marks return of the Buddha when the soul gentle bulk water heart, listen to the voice of compassion from the gods. Perhaps, my past life is a drop of crystal tears, from the Cold Mountain Temple of Foyan, falling lofty downtown. In the flying season, cemented the broken petals dry the dew on the Acacia, but revive the sleeping spirit, in the quiet of the morning had to go.
If you are the mountain breeze softly, because you and I will be the recovery of the grass. If you are in heaven ���� clouds, I will be in the clouds brewing in the raindrops. If you clear the field
stream, I will swim in a stream fish. You are the embodiment of all things extreme, and I still will you hold on, because there you have me, and life go hand in hand!
Buddha says: you are the one I had planted lotus bowls, lotus others are open, and only you, until wilted, nor can you show the elegant appearance in front of me.
I said: past lives, you're in my eyes; this life, you are in my care; next life, you're in my flesh.
three, agreed
when you met me, touch each other's eyes, I'm Thinking back, I had to promise you pre-existence of the agreement?
whether it is an afternoon, no snow in the winter, where the gorgeous fireworks, we vow to each other? Whether it also has a such a warmth and passion, I was touched by your emotional song? Does your firm eyes shining with such a firm have to tolerate my weaknesses? Heart is sad once, because it close to a particular, close to the window as usual ... ...
months, have plum is different. I asked the Buddha: What does this really mean? Silent Buddha, the Buddha Xinruzhishui. Buddha, you have love? Buddha smiling, very kind, and that smile as the water capacity of rivers, bottomless.
can I have, but I never promised easy to whom, for the dedication to heart aching loneliness.
long accompanied Yayun leisurely. Ice string Xianzhi, mind dark pull. Ayaka floor, hand in hand Gemini. Favorites window, relaxed and long days. Look forward to years of transition, a hundred years, pillows, millennium edge. May also wanes, however, people have sorrow and joy, Butterfly butterfly has long been missing,
Low-key - Qzone log, have the dance style in the howling of the embrace; magnificent boat of romantic love have long been sleeping in the cold North Atlantic at the end. I envy them, because death is the world spend eternal happiness. How much peter out in the secular world of love, people long, long time can not explain.
an encounter life, will certainly gave birth to too many sweet or painful past life memory. Eleven million kinds of thoughts have you bit by bit. Even now I do not love you, how can I not be grateful? Bizart swallows, Bingdi Qinglian. Send the common people, and the music contend. Should thank joking that red line was led. Pre-existence and promote love, to business, this life margin.
Fourth, what is
edge of Buddha: million rounds of border life, all Department of fate! Chance encounter, when I look back, and doomed to a life with each other, just to look rendezvous of the moment. Write lovely poems, word spectrum Qiulian. Hi banyan tree, then scholarly magic emanation. Xiangmei products do, two East Meets West. Xie poems as evidence, music for the media, word for edge. Faint bamboo, tenderness HL. Deep homes, Yee Wan Ying Ran. Flowers before the hand, led winks phase. Road, in the eyes of Feeling in the language, the phrase edge.
you say: edge of the snow crystal is the Hermit, the world outside Xian Shu lonely forest. I said: People look for her fate is thousands of Baidu, the man was in the dim light. You say: even though ######ual gratification fate is still not escape the fate of the robbery.
I said: Margin is no alternative to flowers, familiar swallow to return. Bell Drum, at the cloud moved away. Fear according to the windows, single string on the hook. Go in Lanzhou, far too Red, scared of deep cold, Luoxiu furs. Flowers dream, hidden on the mountain. In China PASSING, by wave track of a wanderer. If the flow of light and shadow, too amorphous, too hastily.
Camel said: vicissitudes of fate is always relentless, drip term window to dawn. Edge of endless thoughts. And I, standing proudly in the quiet desert origin edge off watching it.
Buddha: everyone can see the arrangements have long been encountered, all edge. Origin edge off, edge TOUCH casual, everything is God.
five life
I leaned a mirage, tuna with thousand years of wind. I see the cross-section in mind, long sleep a lotus.
Buddha said: You have to just wait and wait for flowering time, waiting for the wind blowing the calyx, to wake up the dream of past lives planted. Then I devoutly pray that you can blossom full of the most gentle smile at the vicissitudes of life.
I walked the path, of an unknown street I can not help but stop and stare wild, is it because the pre-existence has no intention of leaving behind one seeds, only the life of the road meet? However, the blooming flowers just quietly, as if it is its life. I went through the mountains, towering mountains that I am familiar with the inexplicable, is this the former residence of my former life, so only the life of dreaming? But the mountain is still as quiet like a thousand years ago, as if to say things are no more than so, all the emptiness, not the wind but the heart! I went through the ocean, the raging ocean so I was excited and was cordial, Is that what my former life boat floating home series finishes, so the only regret and that life's hometown? The ocean has revealed a rare calm face, can not afford a trace of swirling laying, such as the mirror in general, as if to say it passed is past, so why should it always leave it in the heart?
Bashansheshui I finally appeared in front of you, I approached you, your words and deeds, all smiles, so I was kind of heart, are at the heart of your previous life I had been trapped and can not self- suppression, so that life still have feelings? And you, is so silent, I realized that I hold the hand break rush, and where there is any Looking back, perhaps our fate, repair is also too shallow, too shallow! I understand, and perhaps meet this life is a gift of God, perhaps we have been doomed fate of a former life, this life, I'm just a traveler in your life!
by a crystal tears, the endless flow of sadness, heartbreak endless stream, fly ash into the world, who will come in handy, laughing, and who would stay in my story he tears?
Buddha said: Five hundred years ago, lasting bonds, the pre-existence of non-bound today. I Koushou: if not what date today is?
I decided to up the mountain, with a full day dedicated to you, and then down the whole time to forget. So when I see the Buddha would like you to see you when I Eighteen see Avalokitesvara you when I hope to find out the magic you always love me, not the end of the leave. Loving your mind back and forth the first proof that you have given me the warmest feelings on earth. I sigh. You asked me why I always sigh? Oh, do not blame my attention, do not blame my inseparable, do not blame a thousand times I watch, for you are the light of a cold glance. Can you hear my heart concerns small: only five times this life you and I met less than five hundred times if the hash Review, next life,
- Love has the most comfortable - Qzone log, how will I see you?
Buddha: these are all pre-existence life cause and effect. Then you meet my fate is what pre-existence?
six, but unfortunately the margin of
bell Drum and the snow falling in, snow melt, some things in the world are like this from scratch, from a to without it.
I said: I would like to forget.
Buddha: forget does not mean it never existed, all free from choice rather than deliberately. Better to let go, lay down, the more the more I have more.
by saying: beings without me, joy Going, Suyin the structure,
2010最好听舞曲 - Qzone日志, it has no margin to do, how hi there? Going gains and losses. By Heart all the sorrows and joys. When there is love and hate in your heart, your eyes must be a reverse somersault in the world, peace is not nothing after the fact, what is there, what is not? Is only one perspective on different timetables. Although the truth right, it is difficult to achieve, and then broken heart, and then the old wounds, people have insisted keep sewing, would not discarded.
I began to try all the doubts and resentment, all deceived by the beautiful nature of things discarded. Very hard to do so is tantamount to giving up the love. Gradually, I discovered that this relationship will only slowly down, stay out slowly, from which I can strip out all your good memories, rather than to deny there have been bad all the joy, even had all the answers worth of the pain, after all, you have given me the most beautiful feelings.
so gorgeous luster that human re-placed in front of me big Guanghua, I finally understand that Buddha said you love me, at least once loved. When there is love in your heart, so glorious is the smile in your heart have a view, then the glory is the beautiful, heart actions, all the glory from the hearts of good, or have been good things, in short, I can not give up, so I'm willing to endure moment of glory in the Shade darkness.
Buddha asked: Do you forgotten? I said no, or forget it, retained a good, forget the sorrow, all free from the choice Well, you said.
Buddha smiled happily for thousands of years the Buddha has smiled happily.
that life is a dream, because life there is an unknown future; that dream is like life, is the dream of existence because of the desire of life. Destined acquaintance, such as the voice of spring flowers, sweet crisp. Destined to turn to, like morning dew, quiet beauty.
so much love is a kind of edge, as it is being left behind the memory of the accident. That coincidence, making the evening clouds, purple light flashed.
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