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Buddha marriage
I sleep for a thousand years before the Buddha, until one day meet you and I came to a sad tears. Buddha: I have no love for Buddha, you hate to leave the mundane world to become a Buddha? I repent. Buddha said: 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 ... ...
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front of the Buddha before I sleep for a thousand years, until one day meet you and I fall the tears of a depression .
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 the Buddha's life meet, 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,
幸福的小家..... - Qzone日志, no chance to see you again ... ...
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If someone reincarnation past life, the world If there were reincarnation, then Our past lives have 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 悠游 clouds, I will be in the clouds brewing in the raindrops. If you are the field remove streams, I will swim in a stream fish. You are the embodiment of all things extreme, and I still will you be convinced 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 when in ... ...
I met you, touch each other's eyes, I'm believeing 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. But 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, 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, bespark off death is the world spend eternal happiness.
peter love how much the secular world, 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.
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,
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Buddha: The total fate is cruel vicissitudes of life, term window bit by bit until morning. 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.
I leaned a mirage, tuna with thousands 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,
What kind of woman can call my wife - Qzone log, 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 sea, 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 illustrateed 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? I finally swam the longest river, from the network, appears 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 from suppression, so have the feelings that still life? And you, is so silent, I realized that I argue 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?
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, how will I see you?
Buddha: these are all pre-existence life cause and effect. Then you meet my fate is what pre-existence?
snow falling in the bell Drum, 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, 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 maintained keep sewing, would not discarded. I began to try all the doubts and resentment, which deceived the good nature of all things discarded. Very hard to do so is tantamount to giving up the love.
Gradually, I discovered that this relationship will only slow down, stay out marginally, from which I can strip out all your good memories, rather than to deny there have been bad all the joy, even if there are thousands All kinds of pain as, after all, you have given me the most beautiful feelings. So the human gorgeous glory again put 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 begenerate of the desire of life. Destined acquaintance, such as the voice of spring flowers, sweet crisp. Destined to turn to, like the morning dew, quiet beauty. Love is not so much geographical as it is being left behind the memory of a coincidence. That coincidence, making the evening clouds, purple light flashed.
Buddha: smiling face,
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doomed to a life to change, and only in the hundred years later, that a bloom time. Absence of the day a century ago, we did not keep time, had to love letters in my heart, looking forward to the afterlife and then fell in love. Even if the world were forgotten forever, our hearts the same, no matter how much of London life cycle.
I was locked to Penglai fairyland lightning, exactly after three years.
Buddha: Your love is not heaven on earth, you will see at first glance to the secular world is your enduring bonds of this - that to address the face of snow and ice. Three years later, I opened my eyes, your eyes are no longer tackle the ice face. Patch of blue sky is still, three thousand years I have not changed, you may into fair. Three thousand years of pain will I push the edge of the universe, I never weary you. Acacia three thousand years be considered love? Do not you see Si Jun Yi Jun and tears off the situation also involved Pathetic,
Do not turn your losses - Qzone log! Really hard and everything is rush, Cihen endless!
Buddha: Oliver bounds, repent and be saved.
I asked: What is the shore? Oliver is that?
Buddha: attitudes of the World was originally a sea of troubles, disillusioned side to shore.
I asked: If people are on the shore, and where to find Oliver? Where to look for another bank?
Buddha: attitudes of the attitudes of the people save the world, one that is phenomena, attitudes of the world also will be required, how sub-Oliver and shore, born WTO. Born person, per calendar is made difficult, the so-called Decade of wood, takes a hundred years, people that need a hundred years and the tree will be required from historical attitudes of shapes and sizes,
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people who have lost the gas. Vertical westerly withered Bishu, it is hard to do Road End of the World. Vertical and toast on the invitation, it is difficult then Yanai have; longitudinal Jinling domineering, difficult as good a hundred years! The drain, a few had seen Huang returned? Yan had the setting sun, the grass For fans smoke, now is the worry many! Wine into the feeling of sadness,
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Buddha: Do you remember way back, why forget the earth's distance.
the shore of the soul, Mowen other side of the soul come from? The other side of the soul, Mowen that shore crossing to where the soul. Go, forget themselves in the end athletic, dawn. Why No Health Sishi, ruthless tired to do this life! Yijun tear drops east, but each bloom to know for whom? Since ancient times, spare passionate hate, why so fond? Jiaoren why so serious! No, if there afterlife, I would instantly overtaken by smoke gone with the wind, will regret this life into the edge of the afterlife; will be overtaken by clusters of fragrant tears rain, melting the frozen heart; remain a permanent seed , expected future life, a rebirth of a perfect Love. If there is afterlife, you are still my only choice! The sky is still vast echoing our vows - afterlife bye.
Buddha said: Let me Purdue face in the crowd.
God said: Let me open the gates of Paradise.
off saying: Let us away from poverty.
mercy said: the world is full of love.
Buddha: clenched fist, your hand is empty; outstretched hand, you have the whole world.
I said: Close the hand, you do not have the whole world; put a fist, you can tolerate about everything ... ... heaven? Network Down? Illusory, fleeting, non-marginal, immersed in which only become corrupted unintentionally. Plain mean eternal, then what is it we seek - bland life? That night the full moon, the dark clouds after a moment, then disappear after you smile, the night comes when the heart is to use my, the months when I forget.
me?
Buddha said: When your soul is in the room, and dressed in robes chanting monks, wrapped in colored skins in the desire. I said: there is no Buddha in the world, if, that is me: let loose the unkempt hair, no deduction of clothes draped over ramp, I stood on the peaks of Britain, Qin Zhu clouds.
Buddha: Do you have in mind the dust. I clap his hands, shook clothes, clothing consistent whole mirror. Buddha said: my heart is shaking the dust can not afford. I look nearly at a loss, a confusion.
Buddha: heart, heart of dust only to eliminate. So I am forced to wipe.
Buddha said: You are wrong, the dust is indelible. I then stripped down to the heart.
Buddha said: You're wrong, dust and the non-dust, how can the dust. I took to discover it.
Buddha: Buddha of the non-tree, no mirror sets. Not a thing originally, where the dye dust. I still do not realize.
Buddha: Enlightenment, there are two: epiphany and gradual enlightenment. Epiphany, that moment of spiritual flashing, as if awakened the sleeping Hercules Perak, split the chaos. Seize the moment of spark, which can see their inner pools that twinkle.
Buddha said: You have too much selfishness. I bow to gravitropism, the rise of Buddhas, bend introspection.
Buddha: selfishness is to can not afford. I am a mist, still can not understand.
Buddha: your will is not strong enough, mind can not be specific, a life without goals, always allow the time had to do, eventually nothing. Views knew that I ask, can not help but covered with cold sweat.
I asked the Buddha: how can I do?
Buddha: Qiandeng ten thousand, as light a heart.
I then asked the Buddha: What is the heart light?
Buddha: heart light in your heart.
Buddha: Awakening the bar soon! The blow to drink! I am a Buddha, the Buddha is not only me! I realize I Road.
Buddha: one foot in mind that.
I said: do not know, it would mean that pressure is not detrimental?
Buddha: Road is the practice, and the devil is a monster.
I said: the original Buddha also possessed by the dharmful. She Tunxiang people as greedy, corrupt, such as Buddha's heart what is it?
Buddha: before, we say the next one.
Buddha: the face is the word - bitter.
I said: do not see it.
Buddha: a horizontal eyebrows, eyes is two points, the nose is a cross, the mouth is the mouth.
I said: Yes, students may have as ah. Buddha: life who is suffering repair afterlife.
I said: you look the Buddha is like this, ah, how much to eat last generation much suffering?
Buddha: In a few.
I said: Why do I play the game always lose?
Buddha: Because you're reading Buddhist scriptures.
I said: So how do I can win?
Buddha: Buddhist write their own. Twinkling of an eye can not stay, forever unattainable, the short edge of the United States, the United States is also a long margin. Love is a reflection of fate. Is destined to fall in love, love is hard to miss. There is only the indefinite extension of the notes, there is no infinite extension of fate. Relative sense of fate that only long and short, there is no ancient lingering forever.
fate vary, or as long as several decades, as short as a few minutes, if you really have had, and that is a kind of happiness, everything has a beginning and end, how can love, except it ... ...
Buddha. Love is a fate
Stone asked: \The answer lies in the heart of your own. all these years. die to make you love, make you feel full of life, allows you to keep the boat going forward from the chest. is the person you love? Or Love You who does? \. you used to love the process of constantly pursuing to improve themselves. you do not chase a person you love. You will stay in self-improvement down the pace. \catch me if you love people? will not to ~~~.\happiness. So, you will live a happier life for her ongoing efforts and happiness, happiness and happiness is not the limit. so your efforts are also no limits, will not stop. \I live not that hard? \Laughed.
\Said: \This mixture of sympathy which, mixed with pity. I love her hair is my heart. sympathy, compassion, tolerance and patience though a kind of love. even though it can bring a sense of happiness, but it I hated it. If I love her mix of these, I would rather she did not ignore me, or directly deny my love. In the time I had time to quit. beinduce only deeper and deeper feelings. Win more desperate than it is, beconduce to pain is a moment of despair, and hope the pain is not on the pole. \\Are you sure you do love her so? \. \Or you love her. beprocure you do not just love her youthful ship Lai. to know beauty perishable, the roots and old. but you love her beyond these things. also beyond the years. you love her person. primarily inside her unique. \any test of time both of you love nothing. \br> The Buddha said: \When will unknowingly into a family, you will moderately her as a part of your life, so you'll have some more tolerance and understanding, and only family is your God from the beginning of the birth to arrange Yes, but also you have no choice, so you do later,
团购网站大全, only to adapt to your family, no matter how noble you come, you have to accept them without conditions, and they are responsible, good for them .
stone thought, nodded and said, \\life. \
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