"Once upon a time,

There is a legend that there is a great, great mother, who lovingly gave birth to innocent and clean children with that dirty, filthy mud. For this vicissitudes of life and lonely world, countless infinite vitality has been added. ”

In a lush, vibrant, dreamy world, a child with his eyes open to the sky.

And also

An old man who has been smiling, bent so charming, so charming crescent.

He's so gentle in storytelling.

"In the end, the wise child was abandoned by his mother and became the most wicked poor orphan in this world!"

The old man, again, gently, smiled!

"When I was young, I would consciously think, what is the world that governs? are we? these immortals! are they? those demonic mist! or are they? dense and mundane! or all things in heaven and earth, but all birds and beasts!"

Some interested old people, with their hands behind their backs, gently tugging the corners of their snow-white robes, smiling softly on their faces, just like that, in this lush, vibrant, dream-like world, facing the breeze, talking to themselves.

"Huh!

Later, by chance, I gradually understood that it was emotion!

Emotions rule the world!"

Emotions transcend the Three Realms!

Emotions dazzle everything!"

Sound, gently!

Language, soft and gentle!

People, smile!

The meaning of the words seems to be unintentional, and it spreads intentionally.

"What an ethereal thing, what a sad and beautiful spiritual flower, what a cruel and loving community, fickle and persistent, cunning and innocent, like evil and good, indistinguishable. ”

Speaking of which,

The old man, who had been smiling, slowly raised his head, followed the little boy, squinting at the charming, charming crescent moon, smiling at the blue, blue sky.

"Good is clear and evil today, and then it changes! Unpredictable, emotions are difficult to distinguish!"

"So, that's all there is?"

The little boy who drowned in the blue on his head, now, after a long time, finally spoke.

Everything has a cause and an effect.

He asks about the effect, and at the same time, he asks about the cause.

"Wrong!"

The old man, smiling, replied.

"There, wrong?"

The little boy who was drowning in the blue on his head was moved, so he lowered his head in surprise and looked at his master with a bowed brow.

"This is, reincarnation!"

The old man, under the middle side of the smile, stretched out his white jade-like finger and nodded, this lush, vibrant, dreamy world.

He's prompting him!

This is not the need he understands!

All of this is reincarnation!

With the old man, the white jade-like fingers nodded, and the words on the wooden plaque that were so shabby and worn out had changed faintly!

"Betrayal Garden?"

The little boy who lowered his head and followed his eyebrows, followed his master's little finger, and read the three words that had been re-changed on it fixedly, with a solemn face.

"Plant flowers, get flowers!

Plant melons and get melons!

However, under the interaction of emotions and crowded intersections, there are often incredible changes. Therefore, it will violate these rules of nature. ”

The smiling old man, with a little helplessness on his face, sighed.

"I, in the beginning, planted a fixed emotion in the minds of these people. And then throw them into the crowd and mingle! And with that, another kind of relative emotion emerges! and, even more amazingly, the complexity of the future emotion is far beyond my prediction. ”

Quietly listening to the master's narration, the clear-eyed boy became more and more silent.

He, at last, understood his master's words.

He, finally, saw clearly the fate that Master said.

He, silently, watched the reincarnation hanging one by one.