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[Editor’s note]: What you see clearly in the scenery of life is yourself. Although the article is short, it has deep implication. Using stories to deepen the theme makes the article more readable. The language is beautiful and the transition connection is very good. I hope the content of the article will be further deepened. It was already afternoon, and there was still no sun, and the sky was still cloudy. The mountain was still surrounded by rain and fog, stepping on the withered leaves and walking on the winding path in the dense forest. The ancient trees on both sides stretched straight into the sky, and various flowers, plants and shrubs were crowded to occupy space. At this moment, there is no wind in the empty mountain, and thousands of trees are stopped. Only the water drops condensed by rain and fog hang lightly on the tip of the stamens. I suddenly stopped, surprised at the moment in the mountain, the silence and emptiness like the sudden stop of time. Not far from here, there is a vicissitudes of old trees in the ancient woods, a hundred years? Millennium? I saw the hot winter, the wind, frost, snow and rain rotate for countless times, and it was branded with overlapping imprints, which made its Moss mottled vines hang down, as if it was withered and Rong. At that time, I touched its vicissitudes, and a mysterious and profound word flashed in my mind: practice. I once read a story: a fairy fell in love with a man in the world, and she knew that they had no family ties. Therefore, she went to ask the Buddha to let her meet that man in the world. Would you like to wait at least one hundred years? Buddha asked, I would like the fairy to answer. Then, the fairy turned into a tree, growing in a deserted wilderness. In hope, time passed year by year. After one hundred years passed, no one passed by, another hundred years passed, there is still no one passing. The Fairy began to feel a little desperate; At this time, a person came slowly in the distance. The Fairy saw that it was her dream lover. She was so excited that she shivered all over. The man who was on his way was tired of walking in the sun, and the sound of leaves Tingsha attracted him. He walked to the shade of the tree and sat by the tree. After a while, he continued to set off. The fairy cried, leaving leaves one after another. Once again, the fairy went to ask the Buddha …… for one hundred years of cultivation to cross the same boat, and for one thousand years of cultivation to sleep together. This is the oldest saying in The Legend of Love. I don’t believe in the past and present; But at this moment, in the forest, looking at these ancient trees that may have been cultivated for thousands of years, there is a kind of wet touch in my eyes. I am asking in my heart: Can I have such a persistence, in order to truly hold the warm hand of my dream lover in an afterlife after countless reincarnation, but I am obsessed with it for thousands of years [Editor in charge: Man Tree]] Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…