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Present and past lives, reincarnation love


<div class=\On the Zen monk once and comes to an edge of the word, the monks said: When you first see a person, you are he (she) has inexplicable feeling of familiarity, he (she) is the person you are looking for pre-existence This is the edge.
for this sentence, gave me a dream of suggesting, I began to follow the direction of the flowers open in the sense to look for a brilliant dream, to comprehend the vagaries of past life, this life.
dreams, glittering, clouds filled, Ruiai dense ... ...
here flowers such as brocade, sitting and lying heart, the venue for King, graceful like clouds. This is a dream paradise, there you have me.
years ago, you Qinglian this is a Buddha, a water bloom in the Buddhist Ching Lin, and the dissemination of Lotus Fine, quietly in the lotus blossoms on the river micro, hear the wind, watching the rain , drunk on. You are the embodiment of white fairy, Fenlian Xiangsai, lips delicately, fragrance bursts, flourishing the hand,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], dancing, fluttering crony, black hair curls. The kind of charm,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and that water is not the gaudy Red dye, and that the Qing Ling elegant and graceful, so the Buddha can not help but stop and look back before the dragon.
remember, that morning, skies of blue across a beautiful rainbow, instantaneous Guangmang radiance, a golden dragon in the clouds on the clouds flying somersault. Piece of dragon, is my predecessor. Fireworks in March, Fengqing warm day, I did not expect today's trip, actually met the beautiful woman, the heart is to talk to affect the corner. Since then, I see you every day to the river dance. Every time I see your figure of graceful dance in the hazy mist, I smile to do now, Ningmei stretch, mind silent awe, soft eyes with your dancing and let Yi Cai. Eyes collided, the Heart Dangqi comes in waves.
lengthy moonlight, our children according to the month, as you play the song that first Acacia ages. Melodious song covered my temperature, flow through the wind, the flow through the moon, the infinite flow through the heart, feelings, whining and move your heart you love. Look at the petals flying in the sky, gently floating down a softly. I love flowers woven into the swing,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], swing the lake in your heart, laughter sweet. Night wind breeze blowing, Ye Lu flash scrolling foliage in the flora, along with the Yuet Wah, quietly flowing, elegant taste, the slightest cool, whereas tenderness. Hand in hand, lit the flame of love, Ju Yipeng water, moonlight, soaking two innocent heart.
we fell in love ... ...
people say god is good, in fact, god is the most poor and purity, to suppress all Qingsi, ascetic to undergo several centuries Millennium Kiyonaga, and after the tempering of thousands of hard to very undesirable, but it is too highbrow to the life. We rather be a duck, do not do cents. We Changgui metion, the request cycle of earth, wandering.
send us fall into the Red Buddha. I wish with the ancient, carries hope and pray previous life, across mountains and rivers, terraced rice paddies Red Dust hard search in your past life figure.
find you, at the Four Seasons reincarnation ... ...
find you, in the years of Nirvana, the call meteor across the eternal, the past cemented fossils, walking in time with the Red Scattered the glen, Ting Feng sobbing, listening to the whispers of flowers, searching for someone, waiting for the millennium but the dream of the millennium, still did not wake up.
season's shadow at the window transform, such as day and night, Qing Yin into a mildly delicate song cycle of the seasons lost in the.
passing of a certain moment in time, a figure severely hurt my eyes, there is a familiar smile unknowingly came into my mind. So torture suffered from the shackles of life, thus awakening the past life love. Not forbidden love, the loneliness in the roll, could not help the bitterness, in the brow carved scars.
God's people get ah, why, let me find you, but far apart? When the gods become a sinner, all penalties are not excessive. However, let you accompany me pain, I was extremely frustrating to feel bad. My dear people, ah, in this earthly human society,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], you let me how to love you ah?
Let the Qingren Gu bar, bottom, flowers, butterflies fluttering, gurgling streams. We sing songs with an old, light rain for us so Xixi accompaniment sparse time when the dense, when emergency relief when, tenderness of spring with it a total of Yin, Yang, when the suppression time, when suddenly frustrated. I saw several bundles yellow, white flowers, with its woven into a beautiful wreath with its own hands in your neck, like to see your smile like the blooming flower, poem, like the elegant, brow exudes strands of tenderness. Fan gently nestled in my arms, and you whispered whisper, whisper a lingering spring and fall of the attachment.
I Qingyin: \I am a sword End of the World's wild life, I, to follow the footsteps of Lianer. The ink cloud to the wind as the pen of the End of the World is right close, thousands of feelings written in the sky.
What is difficult memories of Sansei III forgotten? What kind of love affair to the temperature of the memory can not retreat? If you can, I will fight you and light horses, spending the Red Bamboo. South,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], then south, around the bridge, bypassing the sweetness of Peach Grove, jiggle wine, light olive fleeting ... ...
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