The Buddha said that there are seven sufferings in life: birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment, love, parting, and not being able to ask for it. Birth, old age, sickness and death are inevitable, love and hatred, love and parting reflect all kinds of real life, and the reason for its suffering is that it cannot be sought.

If you ask for something but you can't, if you want it but don't get it, how can you not be miserable

Why do you want to be unseek, to receive, to think, to act, and to know, and to take these five aggregates?

Color is materialism, perception is feeling, thinking is thought, action will is consciousness. In the final analysis, the root of life's suffering lies in oneself, so why bother.

The old man of Tianji took a shallow sip on the teacup, and glanced at Dongfang Yi, who was finally down but moved a little slowly. He didn't expect Dongfang Yi to see through the demonic obstacles in his heart overnight, as long as he could rest assured of his words, he would be very comforted. Closed the lid of the cup, put down the teacup indifferently and put it down easily, the old man of Tianji still had a faint smile on his face, as if Fang Cai was really just talking about it.

Dongfang Yi sighed in his heart, he realized the intention of the old man Tianji to enlighten him, and he probably understood the meaning of those words, not that he disagreed with what he said, but his heart was resisting, how to win the tie

How can he and that person still value harmony, and it is impossible for him to win together.

The chess game continued, Murong Hao and Yan Ziqi were not far behind and were about to put on a game, the old seven and eight continued to drink and laugh, Mei'er leaned on the cylinder and pretended to be ambiguous, and Su Huanhuan looked down at the psychedelic Zizhu in a daze. At this time, Murong Jiu changed his clothes and came back with a guitar, and he was very happy to see this happy picture.

"Wow Master, you've met an opponent." Murong Jiu approached, saw the trend of the chess game on the stone table, and said with a joking smile.

"Haha" The old man of Tianji smiled heartily, Dongfang Yi's treacherous way of moving really made him quite amazing, and he praised it unabashedly: "Dongfang's chess skills are indeed clever." ”

"Don't dare, the seniors just conceded." Dongfang Yi replied humbly, and then looked at Murong Jiuyi's simple plain gauze white dress, with half a bundle of black hair, the wind blowing green silk, the clothes fluttering, a pair of clear eyes exuding a heart-warming light, just one glance, the heart that was still a little heavy suddenly opened up, and the ripples in the heart lake were agitated.

It's just that the piano is not, and it's not like a pipa

Dongfang Yi was puzzled, except for the old man Tianji and Murong Hao, who were all puzzled, the phantom didn't think much about it, and only said in his heart: This guy's things are all strange.

"Cough, what song does Master want to listen to" Being shy by Dongfang Yi and numb by countless eyes, Murong Jiu cleared his throat and shook his body slightly, and asked the old man Tianji.

Is it really okay for everyone to stare at her like this

"You can do it." The old man of Tianji swept his eyes and replied with a smile.

Uh, it's better not to say it, this is what it means to let her be casual

"Hmm" Murong Jiu bit his lip slightly, thought for a moment, took the guitar and retreated to the edge of the pavilion, leaned on the guardrail, stilted one foot freely, folded Erlang's foot, and fixed the guitar on his foot.

Ding

The calm but clear music came melodiously, and the old man of Tianji and Dongfang Yi slowed down the degree of falling, and several people on the side also turned their attention.

Listening to the prelude to this song, Dongfang Yi's eyes opened slightly, and his heart was pleasantly surprised, this song was the guide to his life with Jiu'er that year, and it was this melody that he heard in the ancient city.

"The Yihong Courtyard is stationed in front of the Yanyu Building

Stopping at the steps didn't stop me from walking farther and farther

When he was drunk, he broke the strings

If you were me, I wouldn't be before the mundane

Lingering for a long time

It's a boredom and an obsession

It's me who is ridiculous

It's just a little bit of idleness

If there are three thousand beauties, it is better to see a confidant

People laugh at me for being crazy

I laugh at others who can't see through it

It's not the tomb of Wuling Haojie

No flowers, no wine, hoe fields

Yihong Courtyard is stationed in front of the Yanyu Building

Stopping at the steps didn't stop me from walking farther and farther

It's okay to be drunk and red--break the strings

If you were me, I wouldn't be before the mundane

Lingering for a long time

It's a boredom and an obsession

It's me who is ridiculous

It's just a little bit of idleness

If there are three thousand beauties, it is better to see a confidant

People laugh at me for being crazy

I laugh at others who can't see through it

It's not the tomb of Wuling Haojie

No flowers, no wine, hoe fields

People laugh at me for being crazy

I laugh at others who can't see through it

It's not the tomb of Wuling Haojie

No flowers, no wine, hoe fields

It's you who is ridiculous

If you don't understand, say I'm pitiful

Whew, so pathetic

The golden jade armor is also a cloth robe

Laughingly asked the world if I was true or false

It's okay to let the world go - give it to others

If you were me, would I bring wealth and glory?

As a plate of yellow sand"

It turns out that there are such words in this song, Dongfang Yiyan's shadow of Murong Jiu is a little blurry, and his heart seems to be touched, slightly astringent, slightly painful, and slightly inexplicable.

Bang Bang Bang -

"Wow" Murong Jiu's fingers fell squarely, Dongfang Ying bounced up from the chair, his hands bulging vigorously as if they wouldn't hurt, his face was extremely surprised, and his mouth couldn't help shouting.

"Third sister-in-law, I've always heard that you not only write a good book, but I didn't think that lyrics and songs are also a must" Dongfang Yi also stood up, but compared to Dongfang Ying, although she was also in a hurry and excited, she looked much more elegant.

Dongfang Yixin was really excited, and he didn't think that the poems of the Yellow Flower Banquet could be turned into a song, but the artistic conception was not a little poignant.

"Huh." Murong Jiu laughed dryly, embarrassed: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be"

Because of why her face is thicker than ordinary people, Murong Jiu now has a deep understanding, and that's how she came to listen to others praise herself, because of the stolen works, Murong Jiu is now much calmer.

The phantom pursed her lips, raised her eyebrows and looked at Murong Jiu, thinking about it: This woman always gives people a rejuvenated side from time to time, and never has a fixed side, is it because of this that she can be liked by so many people

"Third sister-in-law, how many talents you still don't know is really strange to me." Lao Qi happily jumped to Murong Jiu's side, sat opposite Murong Jiu and leaned over, his big round eyes full of surprise.

"Hehe, where is there any talent, I just can sing a few tunes." There is no adulteration in this, she will really sing so many songs, and she will forget more than that, as for the rest, she can only hehe.

"Third sister-in-law, why should you be modest, after only a few days of acquaintance, the surprise that the third sister-in-law gave us has never stopped." The eighth is not like the seventh, he sat back on the seat very gently.

"Jiu'er is always surprising me." Dongfang Yi, who always had an iceberg face in front of outsiders, looked at Murong Jiu with a smile, the gentleness and doting on his face was so sweet that even others were deeply infected.

At the moment when everyone was disdainful and wanted to call for a show of affection, Su Huanhuan darkened her eyes, and her heart drifted to a thousand miles, she didn't need to be like this, as long as that person could respond to her a few points, she would be very happy

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