The legend of the other side flower

The "Buddhist Sutra" says, "The flower on the other shore blooms for a thousand years and falls for a thousand years. The flowers and leaves will never meet each other. Love is not cause and effect, fate is destined to life and death." This means that when this flower blooms, its leaves have fallen, but when the leaves grow, the flower begins to wither. Although the flowers and branches and leaves grow from the same root, they will never meet each other in life after life. According to legend, the flower on the other side is a bright red flower that blooms on the other side of the River of Forgetfulness in the underworld. There are flowers but no leaves. When the soul crosses the River of Forgetfulness, it forgets everything in life. Everything in the past remains on the other side and blooms into wild flowers. This flower only blooms in Huangquan. It is the only scenery on the road to Huangquan. The sound is endless. It blooms and disappears. Flowers on the other side bloom on the other side. When the flower blooms, you can't see the leaves. When there are leaves, you can't see the flower. The flowers and leaves don't see each other. They live in sympathy with each other. They live in and out of each other. Leaves don't see flowers. Flowers don't see leaves. Eternal reincarnation. Complain or not complain. Want to or don't want to. It's hard to let go. Such a day will always come. Destined to compete with each other at both ends of the emptiness. Destined to be just passers-by to each other, not forever. The other shore, silent and selfless, fearless, without desires and demands. How many people come, how many people go. The flowers of the season bloom and wither. After many years, I suddenly understand that the so-called love needs time to wait. How many mornings, how many nights. The passing crowd disperses and gathers, gathers and disperses. After many years, I suddenly understand that the so-called happiness can only be experienced by myself. One person's loneliness, one person's helplessness, a person wandering in a station with no one. A person is sighing, a person is singing, and a person is telling his feelings. According to legend, there used to be two people named Bi and An. God decreed that they could never meet each other. They cherished each other and admired each other. Finally one day, they met secretly despite God's rules. As the saying goes, there is a connection between hearts. After they met, An found that An was a beautiful woman, and An also found that An was a handsome young man. They fell in love with each other at first sight, and formed a friendship that lasted for hundreds of years, and decided to stay together forever. The result was doomed. Because it violated the rules of heaven, this relationship was eventually ruthlessly strangled. Heaven punished the two of them and placed an extremely vicious curse on them. Since they wanted to have a private meeting regardless of Heaven's rules, they were turned into the flowers and leaves of a flower. However, this flower was very strange. There were flowers but no leaves, and leaves but no flowers. In life after life, the flowers and leaves were intertwined. Destined not to meet each other in this life. Legend has it that after countless reincarnations, the Buddha came here one day and saw a flower on the ground that was extraordinary and red as fire. The Buddha came to it and looked at it carefully, and he saw the mystery behind it with just one look. The Buddha was neither sad nor angry. He suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed three times, stretched out his hand and pulled the flower out of the ground. The Buddha put the flower in his hand and said with emotion: "In the past life, you missed each other but could not see each other. After countless reincarnations, you could not stay together in love. The so-called separation, separation and union are just fate and fate. You have a curse from heaven, which makes you two people who are not separated even if their fate is gone. I can't help you break this vicious spell, so I will take you to the other side and let you bloom everywhere there." On the way to the other side, the Buddha passed by the Wangchuan River in the underworld and accidentally got his clothes wet by the river water. There was the red flower that the Buddha was carrying. When the Buddha came to the other side and unwrapped the flower wrapped in his clothes to look at it again, he found that the red flower had turned into a red flower. Pure white, the Buddha pondered for a moment and laughed: Great joy is not as great as great sorrow. It is better to forget than to remember. How can we distinguish right from wrong? What a flower, what a flower. The Buddha planted this flower on the other shore and called it Mandala Flower. And because it was on the other shore, he called it the Flower of the Other Shore. But the Buddha didn't know that when he was on the Wangchuan River, the flowers were faded by the river water and dropped all their red color into the river. They kept wailing all day long, which made people feel sad. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was very powerful. When he learned that the mandala flower had appeared, he came to the river and took out a flower. A seed was thrown into the river, and after a while, a flower that was more red than before grew out of the water. Ksitigarbha took it in his hand and sighed: You escaped and were so free, why do you want to keep this boundless hatred in the hell that is already a boundless sea of suffering?I will ask you to be a messenger to guide them to reincarnation. Just remember your color. There is a Mandala flower on the other side, so let's call you Manzhushahua. Since then, there have been two completely different kinds of flowers on the other side of the world. One grows on the other side of the river, and the other grows on the banks of the Wangchuan River. From then on, the flower of the other shore bloomed beside the Wangchuan River. After death, people will step on it and walk all the way to Naihe Bridge. Smelling the fragrance of the flowers, they will think of themselves in the previous life. The redness of that place was like blood, beautiful and alluring. Three days before and after the spring equinox and three days before and after the autumnal equinox, it will bloom on time. Flowers bloom, on the other side of life and death. So, people looked at her with fascination but even more fear, so they put disaster, death and separation on her. Guarding the flowers on the other side of the Wangchuan River are the flower demon Manzhu and the leaf demon Shahua. They have been waiting for the flower of the other side for thousands of years, but they have never met each other, because the flower of the flower of the other side has no leaves, and there are leaves but no flowers. They missed each other crazily, and one day, they met secretly against God's will. That year's flowers on the other side were bright red with dazzling green, especially charming and beautiful. After God knew about it, they were thrown into reincarnation and cursed to never be together, suffering all the hardships in their lives. From then on, every time Manzhu and Shahua reincarnated, they smelled the fragrance of the other side of the flower on the Huangquan Road, remembered themselves in the previous life, and vowed not to separate. And then reincarnate again... Many years passed, and there were two people in the world who loved each other very much. However, one year, the man was unfortunately killed when he was out on business. He came to the Wangchuan River and saw his eyes full of blood. He felt extremely sad. He cried bitterly: "I don't want reincarnation. I want to go back to my wife. She is still waiting for me at home." Po Meng smiled and said nothing, but asked him to drink it quickly. He looked at the soup blankly and said, "Everyone has to forget their feelings, but I will never forget them. After reincarnation, I want to find my wife."