Life is like a drama, a joke about life. Life is like a dream, dreaming of life. Life is like a play, in this play, what role do we play? Birth, dan, purity, end, ugliness. Which one are you? Life is like a dream, when we wake up in the middle of the night, what do we get?
Buddha: Life is like being in a bush of thorns, if the heart is not moving, the body is not moving, and if it is not moving, it is not hurt; If the heart moves, then the person moves, and the body hurts his bones, so he tastes all the pains of the world. In the face of the wind and snow moon, talented and beautiful, who can not be moved? In the face of gold and silver, glory and wealth, who can hold it? People have seven emotions and six desires, and the moon has clouds and sunshine, so they staged this dream of the Red Chamber where you sang and I appeared.
In everyone's heart, there is their own dream of the Red Chamber. Curtain rises, spring is full of joy, and people are crowded. The curtain fell, the flowers faded red, and people went to the empty building.
