"There are many things in the world of mortals, and their origins turn into ashes. I smile in front of the flowers with my fingers, and the butterflies fly in the mirror. I am sad in my dream, and my

"There are many things in the world of mortals, and their origins turn into ashes. I smile in front of the flowers with my fingers, and the butterflies fly in the mirror. I am sad in my dream, and my hair is white, and I laugh at the passage of time. Listen to the Buddha, who is speechless. He is compassionate for ten thousand years."

This poem is good! ! But I don’t know where it comes from~~~~~~

Look at the mortal world with a smile~ When you understand love, life is about to end~~~~Destiny and destruction~~~~~~~ Yesterday’s laughter with my beloved~~~~~is still hidden in the deepest part of my heart~~it will always appear in front of my eyes unintentionally...

This is my understanding, I like it! ! ! Thank you, the poster~~~hehe~~

In this case, it is useless to fight too much. It is better for you to be her friend and find a topic to talk about~~~It is best to be a close friend. Then, silently help her do something, so that she can get used to having you around, feel that you are reliable, and maybe she will accept you. . . . Because people who are tired of loving just want a sincere and reliable love. . . .