Li Zhenjun
Thousands of miles away, Buddha
With inch by inch piety.
Climb to you
You are very compassionate.
Let the earth open its arms.
Let me warm up.
Allow me to kowtow step by step.
Visit the world of mortals
My hands are folded.
Holding a lotus flower
Watch my pilgrimage
The trees on the road grew one after another.
Greet each other in silence
Send it to each other later
My cassock is in the wind
Adapt oneself to different environments.
A flower and a house.
A stick of incense in the grass.
Make a firm journey.
Write full heart sutra
Buddha, I have already started.
Please believe that I will insist.
Please let go of the oncoming sandstorm.
Like a flower
What does your heart lead to?
Spring without branches
I have to be alone.
? Spend the cold winter