At that moment, I raised my horse not to beg for happiness, but to wait for your arrival.
On that day, I closed my eyes and suddenly heard the true words in your Ode to Scripture in the fragrant fog of the temple.
On that day, the Mani Pile was built not for Xiu De, but to throw stones at the Heart Lake.
That night, I listened to Brahma sing all night, not for enlightenment, but for you.
That January, I shook all the prayer tubes not to cross over, but to touch your fingertips.
That year, I kowtowed to climb the mountain, not to see you, but to stick to your warmth.
I've climbed over mountains and water pagodas all my life, not to repair the afterlife, but to meet you on the road.
At that moment, I soared to immortality, not for immortality, but for your peace and happiness.
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