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It took 500 times to look back in the previous life in exchange for one pass in this life.

The Buddha said: Only by cultivating a hundred generations can we cross the same boat, and only by cultivating a thousand generations can we sleep together. The gaze of 500 times in the previous life is exchanged for the rubbing of shoulders once in this life.

An encounter in this life will surely give birth to too many sweet or painful memories of a past life. Ten thousand fates are all fate! The chance encounter, looking back, is destined for each other's lives, just for the moment when their eyes meet.

You say: The edge is the crystal snow of Gaoshi in the mountains, and the lonely forest of immortals outside the world. I said:

The fate is that everyone is looking for her, but the person is in the lamplight. You say: "Even if the two are happy, they still can't escape fate."

I said: The fate is helpless, the flowers fall, and the familiar swallow returns. The fate is always ruthless with joys and sorrows, and a little bit in front of the window until dawn.

Fate is endless longing. And I, standing proudly in the desert, quietly watched its origin and extinction.

The Buddha said that looking back on the past life for 500 years was exchanged for the passing of this life" What is the content of the whole poem?

The Buddha said that looking back in the past life for 500 years is only exchanged for passing by in this life" This sentence comes from Xi Murong's poem "Looking Back". The full text is as follows: In my previous life, I looked back frequently, waving goodbye handkerchiefs and floating into a cloud.

How much lovesickness, how much sorrow, finally became a water mark to send me away. In this life, I look for the lost footprints of my previous life, trekking through mountains and rivers, and walking into your eyes. Five hundred glances back in the past life can be exchanged for one passing in this life.

I have looked back a thousand times in exchange for a stop in front of you in this life. Ask the Buddha: How many times do you have to look back before you can really live in your heart?

The Buddha is speechless, I can only look back frequently, like a moth throwing itself into a fire, regardless of the consequences, and without reason. Look back, look back. A thousand times, you are in my eyes, and you are in my heart.

I look back on it frequently, looking forward to your gentleness. I looked back a lot, longing to be together. In my previous life, I looked back in the boat.

The lotus leaves are one by one, and they become the sorrow in my eyes.

"Looking Back".

Xi Murong. In my previous life, I looked back frequently.

A handkerchief waving goodbye floated into a cloud.

How much acacia. How much sorrow.

Eventually, it became a water mark that sent me away.

In this life, I look for the lost footprints of my past life.

Cross mountains and seas. into your eyes.

Five hundred glances back in the past life can be exchanged for one passing in this life.

I have looked back a thousand times in exchange for a stop in front of you in this life.

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

The Buddha was speechless, and I could only look back frequently.

Like a moth to a fire.

It is possible to be reckless.

You can do without a reason.

Look back, look back.

A thousand times. You are in my eyes.

Also in my heart.

I looked back a lot.

Looking forward to your gentleness.

I looked back a lot.

Eager to stay together.

In my previous life, I looked back in the boat.

Lotus leaves one by one.

It became the sorrow in my eyes.

In this life, the Buddha fulfills my thoughts.

Let me walk into your eyes.

I've been looking for a long time.

I'm tired and just want to rest in your arms.

Just want your hand to wipe the tears from my face.

Just want your body temperature to warm my cold hands.

Don't ask me why I've come all the way to find you in this life.

I didn't drink Meng Po soup.

I have you in my heart.

Don't ask me why I'm crying.

I didn't drink Meng Po soup.

I still remember the despair in my heart when I parted in my previous life.

Say I'm crying with joy.

Tears fall on your lapel.

The sorrows of the previous life bloomed into a dense lilac tree.

I just want to join hands with you under the tree to see that one bloom into five petals and prophesy happiness to us, and I still look back frequently in this life.

In this life, I still don't drink Meng Po soup.

In the next life, I will go all the way to find you.

In the next life, I will hold hands with you to find the five-petal cloves.

500 times in the past life in exchange for a passing in this life" is a poem written by Xi Murong, pretending to lay the fate of this life in the previous life, laying the groundwork for the profound emotions below. It also makes the whole poem more charming.

This is certainly not what the Buddha said, how do we get rid of the shackles of emotional greed in Buddhism, how can we emphasize love? "No love, no birth, no desire, no reincarnation", this is what the Buddha wants to tell us.

In fact, this is the poetry work "Looking Back" by Taiwanese poetess Xi Murong:

"Looking Back".Five hundred glances back in the past life can be exchanged for one passing in this life, so how many times do I have to look back to really live in your heart?

—Xi Murong) In my previous life, I looked back frequently.

A handkerchief waving goodbye floated into a cloud.

How much lovesickness, how much sorrow.

Eventually, it became a water mark that sent me away.

In this life, I look for the lost footprints of my past life.

Trekking through mountains and rivers into your eyes.

Five hundred glances back in the past life can be exchanged for one passing in this life.

I have looked back a thousand times in exchange for a stop in front of you in this life.

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

The Buddha was speechless, and I could only look back frequently.

Like a moth to a fire.

It's okay to be reckless and it's okay to be without a reason.

Look back, look back.

A thousand times, you are in my eyes, and you are in my heart.

I look back on it frequently, looking forward to your gentleness.

I looked back a lot, longing to be together.

In my previous life, I looked back in the boat.

The lotus leaves are one by one, and they become the sorrow in my eyes.

In this life, the Buddha fulfills my thoughts.

Let me walk into your eyes.

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

I just want to rest in your arms.

Just want your hand to wipe the tears from my face.

Just want your body temperature to warm my cold hands.

Don't ask me why I've come all the way to find you in this life.

I didn't drink Meng Po soup I was worried about you in my heart.

Don't ask me why I'm crying.

I didn't drink Meng Po soup I still remember the despair in my heart when I parted in my previous life.

Say I'm crying with joy.

Tears fall on your lapel.

The sorrows of the previous life bloomed into a dense lilac tree.

I just want to join hands with you under the tree to see that one bloom into five petals and predict happiness to us.

In this life, I still look back a lot.

In this life, I still don't drink Meng Po soup.

In the next life, I will go all the way to find you.

In the next life, I will hold hands with you to find the five-petal cloves.

The Buddha said: It took 500 times to look back in the past life in exchange for the passing of this life.

The Buddha said: It took 500 times to look back in the past life in exchange for the passing of this life. If that's the case, I'm willing to exchange 10,000 times of hope for an unexpected encounter with you.