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Chapter 4771 : Ancient Town 1

The bells of Fuyun Temple are roaring, the smoke is curling, the bamboo shadows are piercing, hehehe

I took a shower and changed my clothes, and the weather was a little hotter.

Get into Joseph Needham's car and we set off.

There are green mountains and clear waters along the way. When you are familiar with each other, you don’t feel relieved or tired.

Mingfeng drove steadily, almost speeding all the way, and was speeding in a direction I didn't know.[

I sat quietly in the car, beside Joseph Needham, and fell into peace in the old-fashioned atmosphere he often presented.

In my mind, the beautiful scenery of the resort painted by the twelfth brother slowly appeared.

I thought slowly, maybe, I would build a temple on that hundred-meter-high mountain to worship me.

Not to enter the Tao, just to be the tranquility of inaction

At that moment

I raise the wind

Don't beg for blessings

Just to wait for your arrival

That day

Build up mani pile

Not to cultivate virtue

Just to cast the stones in the lake

That month

I shake all the warp

Not for the relief

Just to touch your fingertips

That year

Kneel on the mountain road

Not for the audience[

Just to keep your warmth

That life

Turn the mountain, water and pagoda

Not to cultivate the next life

Just to meet you on the way

Suddenly, I remembered such a poem, a very rebellious but touching poem that made people cry

I know I am not a person with a broad mind.

I don’t know when, I have to be wary of many people, including my mother.

In fact, if Yin Yijie really is, everything is for the future, maybe

Is he the love saint?

I don't think so

Forget it, don't care about him

I'm trying hard to get myself up first.

When you have the ability, think about it carefully, what is going on?

Now I undoubtedly don't have this power.

That month, I shook all the prayer tubes, not for salvation, but for touching your fingertips

That year, I kowtowed and crawled on the mountain road, not for the sake of the audience, but for the warmth of yours

In that lifetime, I was not to cultivate the next life, but to meet you on the way.

guli


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