Unbeaten flowers bloom at the end of the other shore, which is a bleak metaphor and symbolizes the cause and effect of life.
Flowers bloom on the other side, and when they bloom on the other side, they are only red.
Flowers bloom without leaves, leaves grow without flowers, but they can't meet each other and walk alone on the other side.
According to legend, the flowers on the other side are in full bloom above the yellow land, and they are the flowers that grow along the Santo River.
This is the only beautiful scenery along the Forgotten River.
The legend of floral fragrance has magic power, which can arouse the memory of the deceased before his death.
Flowers bloom on the other side, and heartbroken grass is sad. What can we do in front of Naihe Bridge? Three lives stand in front of the stone.
Irises bloom on the other side, flowers bloom on the other side, crying alone, but gorgeous people don't return. At the end of the world, who will read? Yellow eyes all the way. Fallen leaves come from the roots, flowers bloom alone, and they are reborn from generation to generation. Flowers and fallen leaves are sad and empty. Don't lament that the human soul is desolate, how can you know that life and death are far apart!
Step 2 spend it on the other side
Forever blooming leisurely on the other side
This coastal heart
Only on this shore will you hesitate.
How many fireworks?
Pay the wind and rain
How many dreams are there between dust?
Turn east along the current.
(1) spent on the other side
Rain and dew wet the moss, and purple flowers are still blooming. On the stone steps, Jade Man never came. I think the moon will be there tomorrow, and the moon will be foggy. Look up at the oblique path and forget to cross it.
I love the other shore and everything is in my heart. Flowers and leaves will never be seen, but they will bloom for two generations. It's empty, and there are three roads every other day. Flowers bury the fire, accompanied by leaves into love.
Quietly, looking into the air, thinking of jade people, never listening. Vaguely leave songs, rain falls on the whole city, flowers fall and fly, and long purples erode the road. It's as if I saw the African-American dragon's paw blossom, and three roads were forgotten in Cheng Nan. Listening to the rain alone in the tall building, raising a glass to invite the shadows to recall the old feelings. As drunk as a fiddler, I knocked on the bronze bell, and tears filled my eyes. I want to be calm, too. It's hard to be calm again. It is because I dream of keeping an isolated city, which is infinitely fragrant and avoids all beings, so melodramatic!
(2)
The bustling world, the sea of clouds and mud, two bridges.
Life and death flick, several rounds in the morning and evening, three times in the evening.
Flowers bloom and fall, red and white, infatuation is hard to stay.
Leaves fall into the soil, flowers bloom in clusters, and tears abound.
Meng Po advised him to drink, but he never looked back.
Laughing and crying is a vicissitudes of life, Huang Shiji, Buddha is difficult.
How can I wake up from the maze when my nose is off and all my emotions are there?
Reincarnation is sad, ghosts are hard to get drunk, no way back.
(3) There are flowers on the other side, and there is no chance between flowers and leaves.
Forget that the river is calm, there is a natural barrier between him and the shore.
The fire is long, and the previous life is scattered.
May the sadness of heart and feelings be sad. Flowers bloom and leaves fall, goodbye.
(4) White Datura flower, the sacred flower in the sky, blooms for thousands of years, and leaves fall to the roots.
Red manzhushahua, the flower of evil in hell, thanks to the Millennium, the leaves bloom and fall.
Flowers and leaves will never meet-
(5) Flowers bloom on the other side, and flowers bloom forever.
Cause and effect are doomed to life and death.
Flowers and leaves are two stages of life, and Naiheqiao has been waiting for thousands of years.
A bowl of soup in Meng Po is unforgettable.
Sanskrit paramita
The cloud reached the other shore.
Interpretation of Meaning and where will you go
Birth and death in the environment
Like water and waves
It is called this shore.
Leave the country without birth or death.
Like water, it often flows.
It's called the other shore
The realm of life and death
Call it this shore
Beyond the realm of life and death
Call it the other shore
Is the other side of nirvana.
Buddha said the other shore
There is no life, no death.
No pain and sorrow.
No desire, no desire
It is a paradise to forget all the sadness.
And flowers.
Beyond the three realms
Not in the five elements
Born on the other side of weak water
Stemless and leafless
Brilliant and crimson
Buddha said it was a flower on the other side.
Flower of the other shore
When the flowers bloom on the other side,
Only a piece of red;
Flowers bloom without leaves,
Leaves without flowers;
Miss each other but can't see each other,
Alone on the other side of the road.
There are four kinds of flowers falling from smallpox: Datura, Datura Maha, Datura Manjusri and Datura Maha.
Datura is getting off. Maha Datura Warsaw Hua Maha Manshu Shahua and spread the Buddha to the public.
——《hokke kyo》
Flowers bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years, and leaves and flowers will never meet.
Love is not a cause and effect, but a life and death doomed by fate. "-> Buddhist scriptures.
Three days before and after the vernal equinox are called the other side of spring, and three days before and after the autumnal equinox are called the other side of autumn, which is the day to go to the grave.
The flowers over there are very punctual in autumn, so they are called flowers over there.
Spirit is stepping on this flower to the prison of the underworld. ...
On the top of forgetting Sichuan, there are flowers, which are called flowers on the other side.
I hear it's beautiful there.
When it blooms, it is at its climax.
It is said that it is the only scenery on the evening road, enchanting and sad.
It, the other shore flower, the manzhu yarn flower.
It's red, it's dazzling blood red.
It is both poison and medicine, and it is the last feast on the way to rest.
As soon as the leaves leave, the flowers will not bloom;
When the flowers bloom, the leaves are gone;
Who and who made this poisonous oath?
So bleak
Is it possible not to separate?
Is it cruel not to meet?
The flowers and leaves are interlaced and invisible.
Some people say it can awaken people's memories of past lives.
Some people say that its red color has swept the whole world.
Some people say that its endless beauty has pulled up the most vulnerable places in people's hearts.
Some people say that it is an unknown flower, blooming on the other side of the distance.
The road of fire shines, and the lotus soars into the sky.
It seems that the oath of who and who is still ringing in my ears.
Before reborn, make one last wish.
Give me a hand. Have you ever heard of it?
On the way to the grave, the sound of flowers.