Xiao Ming loves Xiao Hong very much.

One day, in order to surprise Xiao Ming, Xiaohong secretly took a 14-hour green train to his city, but accidentally had a car accident downstairs in the company.

Little Red became a vegetative person.

Xiao Ming felt very painful and blamed himself, in order to let Xiaohong wake up, he sold the wedding house he had saved for 10 years and bought with his salary, and sought medical treatment with hundreds of thousands of savings.

Tired day and night, Xiao Ming carried Xiaohong on his back alone, ran all over the country, visited countless famous doctors, but to no avail.

Whenever he felt that he couldn't hold on, he would wash Xiaohong's face, brush his teeth, wipe his body, and look blankly at the clean and pale face of the woman he loved, and his mood was extraordinarily warm.

Love is like this, they give each other each other, make an oath and make an alliance, the sky is barren and the earth is old, the sea is dry and rotten, only for her.

He heard that as long as he sincerely entered the Buddha gate and knelt in front of the Buddha to recite the scriptures and make a vow, Xiaohong would wake up.

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Although many people didn't believe it, Xiao Ming still went. He sent Xiaohong back to his parents' house, and with only a photo of Xiaohong, he came to the temple gate alone, begging the host to let him escape into the empty gate.

The host of the temple was unwilling to accept him, he resolutely knelt in front of the temple gate, one day and one night, sunrise and sunset, heavy rain poured, and the biting ice rain slapped on Xiao Ming's face, he tightly pinched Xiaohong's photo, and never left.

The host naturally looked at all this, sighed, and asked: "Do you know that when you escape into the empty door, you must cut off the seven emotions and six desires, and in your eyes, I can see that the love that is full of vows and alliances is stronger than gold." ”

"Are you really willing to give up love and force yourself into Buddhism?" Xiao Ming had a trace of hesitation and reluctance, he shook his head, and said with a dumb smile: "If others don't cross, then the Buddha will cross her." ”

The host was stunned for a moment, moved by Xiao Ming's sincere affection, and made an exception for Xiao Ming to join Buddhism.

One flower, one leaf, one Bodhi.

Reincarnation is all about love.

I'll wait for Bodhi to fall all over the ground.

Take this half of the world's smoke and rain.

Cut the hair and wear a monk's robe.

I only ask the Buddha to cross her.

Let go of obsessions and concerns.

Sit under the Puti tree.

I believe in the cycle of life and death.

I also believe in the compassion of the Buddha.

How can you understand the taste of lovesickness.

Love the feeling of parting, I am willing to let go of everything for you, let me spend this life...

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Five years have passed.

Xiao Ming followed the host into the deep mountains to do penance.

While passing through a dense jungle, Xiao Ming accidentally fell into a large pit arranged by Orion.

Covered in blood and dying, he subconsciously wanted to touch the picture hidden in his chest before he was about to fall unconscious.

"Master, I still can't forget her......"

Xiao Ming laughed miserably, wanting to take out the photo that had accompanied him for 5 years before he died, and then take one last look at her.

His vision blurred, and he closed his eyes heavily.

From beginning to end, the yellowed and wrinkled photo was still in his arms.

There are few people in a radius of ten miles in the deep mountains, and the host is already in his twilight years, and he is powerless to save Xiao Ming from escaping from the pit.

Half a year later. A plain-skinned woman came to the temple gate on the mountain.

The old host recognized this woman at a glance, Xiao Ming secretly hid the photo of this woman for 5 years, how could he, a master, not recognize it?

The elderly host sighed, and at the same time a sadness rolled from his heart.

Xiao Ming chanted the Buddha for her day and night, practiced penance for 5 years, and the Buddha crossed Xiaohong as he wished, but who would cross him?

"Amitabha."

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The host recited a Buddha name, and invited the girl into the temple.

The inside of the temple is very dilapidated, but it is better to be clean, there is a Bodhi tree in the temple courtyard, and under the tree sits cross-legged a young monk.

When Xiaohong saw the back of the young monk, her body was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, standing in place. That man was the person she had to see from thousands of miles away.

That man is the one who smashes pots and sells iron behind her back to seek medical treatment.

That man is the man who recited the scriptures for herself every day in her dreams during the 5 years she was in a coma! That man is for her, a man who cut off seven emotions and six desires and escaped into Buddhism with one heart!!

Two tears crossed the little red and white face, and her body began to tremble.

She couldn't wait to rush up and hug the monk's back tightly, this man had done so much for her, she would never let him break free from her arms again.

"Female donor, please respect yourself."

A familiar and unfamiliar voice came, Xiaohong raised her head, looked at the monk's calm and clear eyes, and only felt a chill in her heart.

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Xiaohong's reddish eyes stared at the monk, and she choked up with a crying voice: "Xiao Ming, I'm Xiaohong, don't you remember me?" ”

"Who is Xiao Ming? Who is Little Red? ”

The monk's clear eyes calmly looked at the female benefactor who was crying pear blossoms and rain, quietly took a half step back, and bowed his head to give the Buddha salute.

"Amitabha, the female benefactor should have recognized the wrong person, the little monk's Dharma name is Wuyuan, not the Xiao Ming in the mouth of the female benefactor."

"The monks pay attention to the difference between men and women, and they also ask the female donor to respect herself."

The monk turned to leave, leaving Xiaohong alone under the Bodhi tree, in a trance, and lost her mind for a long time.

"Wu Yuan has been lying in the hospital for two months since he fell into a deep pit and fell into a coma half a year ago, and when he woke up again, the memory in his brain was still there, but he lost all his memories about you."

The host walked up to Xiaohong at some point, took out a worn-out and wrinkled old photo, and gently handed it to her.

"This is what Wuyuan has been hiding in his chest before he fell into a coma, he thought he was about to die, and he wanted to remember your appearance before the temporary death, but unfortunately he didn't see that photo for the last time, even you, he never remembered it again."

Xiaohong looked at this photo, the self in the photo had already been eroded by the years, her fingers gently caressed the tiny folds on it, and her heart was like a fold, broken into countless ways.

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"Let's go back."

Presiding over persuasion.

Xiaohong didn't answer, she looked up at the Bodhi tree for a long time, for a long time, when a leaf floated to her palm, she turned to the host and smiled tearfully and said, "Master, I want to escape into the Buddha's door." ”

The host was stunned for a moment, then sighed and asked: "You are a woman, with beautiful beauty, and the world has not experienced the good years, why do you need to cut your hair to become a nun..."

"Do you really want to be like Wuyuan, cut off the seven emotions and six desires, and escape into Buddhism?"

Xiaohong clutched the shabby photo tightly, shook her head, and said with a dumb smile: "If the Buddha doesn't cross, I will cross him." ”

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ᴬᶠᵗᵉʳ ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵘᶠᶠᵉʳⁱⁿᵍˢ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ, ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵗʳʸ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵇᵉˢᵗ ᵗᵒ ˢᵗᵃʸ ᵍᵉⁿᵗˡᵉ.

Taste the suffering of the world, but also desperately leave tenderness.