It took 500 times to look back in the past life in exchange for the passing of this life

From Xi Murong's "Looking Back". Five hundred glances back in the past life in exchange for one passing in this life, I use a thousand glances back in exchange for a stop in front of you in this life, the original text is as follows:

In my previous life, I looked back frequently, waving goodbye handkerchiefs 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 were 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 to a fire, and I can be reckless.

You can look back and look back without a reason.

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

I look back frequently, looking forward to your gentleness, I look back frequently, longing for a good look.

In my previous life, I looked back in the boat, and the lotus leaves were one by one, connecting into the sorrow in my eyes.

In this life, the Buddha fulfills my thoughts and lets me walk into your eyes.

I've been looking for a long time, I'm tired, and I just want to rest in your arms.

I just want your hand to wipe the tears off my face, and I just want your body temperature to warm my cold hands.

Don't ask me why I have come all the way to find you in this life, I didn't drink Meng Po soup, and I am worried about you in my heart.

Don't ask me why I'm crying, I didn't drink Meng Po soup, and I still remember the despair in my heart when I left in my previous life.

Say that I weep with joy, tears fall on your lapel, and all the sorrows of your past life bloom into a dense lilac tree.

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

In this life, I still look back frequently, and in this life, I still don't drink Meng Po soup.

In the next life, I will go all the way to find you, and 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 can we get rid of the shackles of emotional greed in Buddhism, how can we emphasize love?Or shoot "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:

Review. 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 were 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 and look forward to your tenderness.

I often look back and long, longing to be together.

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

A piece of lotus leaves, a piece of celery, and a piece of celery, 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, and I'm tired.

I just want to rest in your arms.

I just want your hand to wipe the tears off 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 and watch the flower bloom into five petals under the tree 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.