It used to be a lotus flower before Buddha.

If there is past lives, I think my previous life should be a lotus flower before Buddha.

Rooted in the mud of the forgotten river, watching the bridge come and go, in a long time, countless lonely souls passed by, tears and crying sighs mixed together.

? Whenever I see such a scene, the Buddha will drop his eyelids, put his hands together, and mutter to himself, with feelings in his eyes that I don't understand.

? In the morning, I woke up from my sleep with Sanskrit. Suddenly, looking at the ghosts coming and going on the bridge, I can see the end of Naihe Bridge. After crossing this bridge, I was reincarnated into six paths.

? I asked Buddha, why is there so much sadness in the world?

? Buddha said: because people are obsessed with not getting it and are afraid of losing it.

I asked Buddha zu, did you abandon them?

Buddha said: I am waiting for them to come back, waiting for them to find their way home.

I asked Buddha, why don't you give me some guidance?

Buddha said: I have been guiding them to do good, but they can't see it.

Buddha said that the hardest thing is compassion.

I don't understand, I don't have feelings, I don't have sadness, I don't have joy, I don't have gains and losses, because I am just a lotus flower in front of the Buddha.

The Buddha always looks at me affectionately and says, just bloom quietly.

Perhaps I have been in the Forgotten River for too long, and an idea has grown in my heart-to visit the so-called human world.

Buddha told me that if I enter reincarnation, I can't leave the memory of forgetting Sichuan here.

I know.

Almost without hesitation.

I told Buddha that I want to see the world, step into the world of mortals, have feelings, and even miss someone's greed. I want to laugh, I want to cry, and I want to experience meeting and parting, life and death.

I am willing to taste the ups and downs of separation, and I am willing to drink it and stay away from it.

Meet the people who love me and the people I love.

Maybe from that moment on, I have been contaminated with dust.

Perhaps I was born sentimental, even forgot to wash the river day and night, and soaked in Sanskrit all day without breaking my dust.

Lotus is a mortal thing.

Buddha said, since we want to experience emotions, we should be reincarnated as human beings.

I asked Fozu, can we meet again?

Buddha said, only by predestination can we meet.

I asked Buddha, when can I come back again?

Buddha said, when you see through the world of mortals and experience life and death, I will naturally take you back.

A dream, like a lifetime ago.