How many lifetimes can be repaired to pass us by

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

Buddhism: The relationship between one side is the blessing of 500 years of cultivation.

Ten years of repair can be crossed in the same boat, and a hundred years of repair can be slept together.

There are some people that we can't wait for in our lifetime; Some people, when they come, we don't know how to cherish them. How rare it is to meet someone who is in love with you! And losing a person is so easy, in an instant, disappearing without a trace.

The sea of people is vast, what kind of fate brings us together, fate gathers and disperses, all because of the karma of the previous life. Either way, we should accept it calmly. To be kind to others is to be kind to yourself. A wise person should allow himself to give greater tolerance and trust to the other person.

edge"It gives people infinite space for reverie. The vast universe can meet, meet, and know you. What is this not fate?

You can't ask for it, you can't avoid it. Come and can't be refused, support can't be sought. That's how it came with a hint of subtlety, a hint of trance ......

Ten years of repair can be crossed in the same boat, and a hundred years of repair can be slept together. The ancients said that being able to take the same ferry boat was also a fixed number of ten years of cultivation in the previous life. Not to mention the highest level of fate"Sleep together"。

A hundred years is 35,600 days and nights. In your past life, you had no distractions, retreats, painstaking practices, caution, and painstaking solitude, so that in the next life, you would fulfill your long-cherished wish and sleep with your beloved. Husbands and wives and lovers are like this, and then the people we meet by chance in our lives also have all kinds of long-cherished wishes from past lives.

Pedestrians hurrying through the streets, your loved ones, your friends. These are all fixed numbers of causes. Then you will be able to have an epiphany of the realm of "not being happy with things, not being sad about yourself".

You will be able to appreciate what you have and be able to face everything you will face with peace of mind.

Just be patient, just a second.

"A Flowering Tree" Xi Murong A Flowering Tree How I Met You In This Most Beautiful Moment For This Time.

Answer: I have been praying in front of the Buddha for 500 years, asking the Buddha to let us tie up a relationship with the earth, and the Buddha turned me into a tree, growing on the side of the road you must pass by, and under the sun, it is full of flowers cautiously Flowers are the hopes of my previous life, and when you approach, please listen carefully The trembling leaves are the enthusiasm I am waiting for, and when you finally walk by in ignorance Fallen behind you, Friend, That's not the petals, that's my withered heart, Xi Murong, a Mongolian poetess. Originally from Ming'an Banner, Chahar League, Inner Mongolia. The full name of Mongolia is Mulun Silianbo, which means mighty river.

After being a Mongolian royal family, my grandmother is a royal princess. In his father's military life, Xi Murong was born in Sichuan. At the age of thirteen, he began to write poems in his diary, and at the age of fourteen, he entered the Taipei Normal Art Department, and later entered the Art Department of Taiwan Normal University.

In 1964, he entered the Royal Academy of Fine Arts in Brussels, Belgium, where he majored in oil painting. After graduation, he served as an associate professor of fine arts at Hsinchu Teachers College in Taiwan. He has held dozens of solo exhibitions, published art collections, and won many painting awards.

In 1981, Taiwan's Dadi Publishing House published Xi Murong's first poetry collection "Qili Xiang", which was reprinted seven times within a year. Other poetry collections are also reprinted. Xi Murong writes about love, life, and nostalgia, which is extremely beautiful, elegant and clear, lyrical and smart, full of love for life.

From Xi Murong's poem "Looking Back", the full 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 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 throwing itself into a fire.

You can be reckless, you can do 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.

In this life, the Buddha fulfills my thoughts and lets 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, and said that I cried with joy and tears fell on your lap.

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 never said this, and this was misunderstood by later generations.

Fate is cultivated in the previous life, it is the persistence of looking back five hundred times in exchange for the passing of this life, and it is the unchanging waiting for thousands of years that there is a silent stay in this life? Ten years of repairing a boat crossing. A hundred years of cultivation to sleep together.

A hundred years of repair can be crossed in the same boat, and a thousand years of repair can be slept together. It took 500 years to look back in the previous life in exchange for a passing shoulder in this life.

The Buddha said: Looking back on the past five hundred years, it is only in exchange for the shoulders of this life.

Looking back 500 times in the past life can be exchanged for a passing in this life.

This is what the world is saying about the Buddha, not what the Buddha said.

The Buddha said: 500 times of looking back in the past life, in exchange for once in this life;

500 times in the past life passed by, in exchange for an encounter in this life;

500 encounters in the past life in exchange for one acquaintance in this life;

500 acquaintances in the past life in exchange for one acquaintance in this life;

500 times of knowing each other in the past life, in exchange for once in this life.

Legend has it that you and your lover have to cultivate for 2,500 years before they can become husband and wife!

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

I look back a thousand times in exchange for a stop in the afterlife before you.

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.

You can be reckless, you can do 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.

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, and I cried 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.

It's definitely not in the Buddhist scriptures, I'm a Buddhist.

How many lifetimes do we have to cultivate before we can pass by, is it 500 times to look back?

How many lifetimes do we have to cultivate before we can cross the same boat together, is it a thousand times of longing?

Then, how many more generations do you have to cultivate, and the base is wide.

Can we share the same bed?

Whoever is noisy knows the answer, please let me know.