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If time forgets, may the words be merciful and remember for me the years that have passed, remembering the meetings and understandings in this corner. When we meet, cherish it carefully; when we part, quietly bless it. If you understand, I am here, quietly watching; if you do not understand, I am still here, walking silently.
Wind sifts the flying snow, weeping and rejoicing the heart and soul; the winter day's white robe soaks my longing. Wandering in the cold outskirts evokes the persistent anticipation surging from the heart. Yet it is mercilessly folded by time and cast into the swaying cups of the years. Prayers and wishes can only share the moonlight with you in dreams.
The years and seas wash away the river of obsession, your heart aches, and your face is drowned in my sea of tears. I understand that in your strong light, burning is the lingering pain of sleepless nights. It burns my exposed eyes, dew falls on the lotus ripples~ Night, mourning the blue light of youth, purple romance blurs the red brilliance of the blood plum. Holding hands and gazing at each other, choking back, a poem without a note~ Grateful to the Buddha for the wish of the east wind, compassionate for the clear blue sky of reincarnation, softly brushing the rainy bays. Treasuring and connecting in the sea of stars, sharing hardships together in the shallow sea, the heart of lotus fruit tenderly gentle~
Missing you, no length of time can fade it; missing you, no distance can block it. Because I miss you, I care; because I care, I miss you. If one day, I finally still give you a call; if one day, I finally still send you a message, it is only because of missing you. I just, like a confidant or a close friend, have some concern for you. I just, miss you, unrelated to the entangled emotions of the past.
No matter what everyone in the world says, I believe that my own feelings are the correct ones. Things you like can naturally be persisted in, but things you don't like can never last. Never envy someone else's life, even if that person seems happy and wealthy. Never judge whether someone else is happy, even if that person seems lonely and helpless. Happiness is like drinking water; only you know its warmth and coldness. You are not me, so how could you know the path I have walked and the joys and sorrows in my heart.
Gloomy hometown soul, chasing travel thoughts, night after night unless, good dreams keep people asleep.
Along the road by green willows and fragrant grass, it's easy for youth to leave people behind. On the tower, a lingering dream at the fifth watch bell, under the flowers, parting sorrow in March rain. Heartlessness is not as painful as deep affection; an inch can become thousands of threads. The ends of the world and corners of the earth have limits, only longing knows no end.
Ask the world, what is love? It makes one pledge life and death. From north to south, flying companions, how many cold and hot seasons have their old wings endured? Joy and pleasure, sorrow of parting, among which there are especially infatuated men and women. You should have words; amidst endless layers of clouds, over a thousand mountains of auspicious snow, to whom does the solitary figure go? Across the Fen Road, loneliness recalls the flutes and drums of that year. The desolate smoke still covers the plains of Chu. To summon the soul of Chu, what lament is there, while mountain spirits quietly weep amid wind and rain. Heaven is jealous, not yet yielding; orioles and swallows both lie in yellow earth. Through thousands of years, reserved for poets, who come to sing wildly and drink deeply, visiting the place of Yanqiu.
A beauty is not born with her mother; she should grow from a peach blossom tree. Already lamenting that peach blossoms easily fall, fallen flowers are even more affectionate than you. In stillness, cultivate restraint; in movement, cultivate observation. The lovers are vividly before my eyes. If this heart were used to study the Way, how difficult would it be to become a Buddha? End all mutual bonds and predestined relations. Although this life is short and feelings are entangled, the day we meet again in another life, a young man will stand like a jade tree in the wind. Do not observe birth and death or impermanence, but only pursue the cycle of reincarnation toward death. Using peak wisdom to pride oneself on worldly knowledge, one sighs over its vast ignorance. The wild horses on the hill are difficult to tame; traps can still restrain the body, yet one laments having empty supernatural powers, unable to control the person by the pillow. Wishing to lean by the green window with you, there is much regret for misdirecting the Way in this life. With determination to carry a begging bowl and enter the forest, yet also failing to honor a beauty's affection. Sitting quietly to cultivate and open the eyes of the Dharma, one prays for the three jewels to descend on the spiritual platform. Have the holy ones ever been seen in observation? Without asking, the lover comes by herself. Entering the mountain to pay respects to a monk who has attained the Way, seeking instruction from the master on the study of cause and effect. Yet longing knows no restraint or measure, the restless mind reaches to you. Fearing that deep affection damages the ascetic practice, entering the mountain but afraid of misleading the city's favorite. How can the world ever get a perfect way, without betraying the Tathagata and without betraying you?
You spin silk and make a cocoon to bind yourself, while I gaze longingly, longing for solitude! If I betray the vows of a past life, I will surely endure the bitter love of this life! Falling in love with the sorrow of parting, ignoring the happiness of being together! I rise to cherish feelings, regretting my once innocent dreams!
I give you a bouquet of flowers, not roses, because they have too many thorns, not lilacs, as they are a bit sorrowful, and I don't want peonies, as they are too grand and magnificent.
Giving you a bouquet of flowers, it must have elegance, it must have a fragrance, and it must also have bright red petals.
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