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In the afterlife, find me in lotus pond.

When I was 13 years old, I realized that there was a flower called Lotus in the world. On that day, the elder sister of class 3 of senior high school had to dress for me again. The Deskmate came down from the upper berth and handed a Lotus to me, and smiled at me strangely. I took over the Lotus and was surprised by her beauty. I finally knew that the Lotus’s previous life was a water trap parasitic thousands of years ago. The 500-year-old meditation between the clouds and water in the depth of time came in exchange for the color of peach and plum, shaped blue plum. I must have met him at prayer wheel in the past life, right? One day I asked Buddha, Buddha only told me: in the previous life, I am Lotus, only arranged to live on Earth. In a previous life, I am Lotus, implied your heart. It was you holding a book roll, and the beauty of a long shirt made me forget to breathe. In the previous life, I am Lotus, the center of the pavilion water, smiled in the wind, shook gently, curtain, light outside the dust. In this life, this mountain and water are far away, and this one looks at each other with eyes. Even if tears are lingering, as if lotus seed core bitter, I still have no regrets and have a special liking for you. In this life, because of fate playing tricks, I would like to lower to the dust, in order to ask for the next life in your palm, andU. The ends of the Earth in the dust are at hand in the deep heart. How can the bamboo forest and peach garden outlined in Chinese writing brush put the thoughts of the Left Bank and the worries of the right bank. Like a Lotus’s mind, I wish you to give me peace in the posture of deep flow of still water: half bright, half sad, quietly waiting for my afterlife. In the next life, I will be reincarnated, keep a flood of static water, follow a group of green leaves, wait for you, wait for you to cross the past life and this life, follow the long path and find me in the lotus pond. In the afterlife, above the roads, flowers blossom in parallel, live together for life, never leave, you and I are like Ondine.

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