I still often look back in my life. Is it a poem by Xi Murong?

This is Mr. Murong's poem "Looking Back":

Use fleeting time to draw your full stop for your story, and take a scenic trip to float to your dream.

In previous lives, I looked back frequently.

Farewell handkerchief floating into the clouds.

How much you miss, how much you leave.

The last watermark sent me away.

In this life, I look for lost footprints in previous lives.

Walk through Qian Shan and walk into your eyes.

Looking back 500 times in previous lives is worth passing by once in this life.

I used a thousand times to look back in exchange for stopping in front of you in this life.

Ask Buddha: How many times do you have to look back before you can really live in your heart?

The Buddha is speechless, and I only look back frequently.

Like a moth to a fire.

You can ignore the consequences, you can have no reason.

Looking back and looking back.

Thousands of times, you are in my eyes, in my heart.

I often look back and look forward to your tenderness.

I often recall my wish to be together.

I looked back on the boat in my previous life.

Lotus leaves connect the sadness in my eyes one by one.

The Buddha in this life has fulfilled my yearning.

Let me into your eyes

I've been looking for it for a long time. I'm tired.

Just want to rest in your arms

I just want your hand to wipe the tears from my face.

I just want your body temperature to warm my cold hands.

Don't ask me why I've been looking for you.

I didn't drink Meng Po Tang, and I was worried about you.

Don't ask me why I am crying.

I didn't drink Meng Po Tang, but I still remember the despair when I left in my last life.

Said I cried with joy.

Tears fall on your lapel.

All the sorrows in previous lives have blossomed into dense lilac trees.

I just want to join hands with you under the tree, look at those five blooming flowers and predict happiness for us.

I still often look back in my life.

I still don't drink Meng Po Tang in my life.

In the afterlife, I will look for you all the way.

In the afterlife, I will hold hands with you to find the five petals.

Attachment: Looking back 500 times in previous lives, I got a brush in this life.

I passed by 500 times in my previous life in exchange for meeting once in this life.

500 encounters in previous lives, in exchange for an acquaintance in this life.

500 acquaintances in previous lives, in exchange for an acquaintance in this life.

I met 500 times in my previous life in exchange for a love in this life.

In the flashy world, words are the most beautiful.

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