New temple bell
The clouds are cold and the rain is cold and lonely, and the scenery is desolate in the middle of the night
The barren mountain is quiet, and the midnight clock is coming
More difficult to dream
Who is it that makes me sad
Love is like a bubble
How can we recognize the old love once broken
Sad I love and hate, determined to escape
A lonely shadow sighed in the temple
It's like Du Yu's sad voice, crying blood, singing in the middle of the night
Living in seclusion in jianjueling
Bodhi accompany me to knock Sutras
The earthly world can be heard again
Love is like smoke, light Zen heart, cultivate Buddha nature
The dream has awakened
Love root, love root, hate root, hate root
Spring flowers are afraid of Ode
Love, worry and resentment
I'm afraid of the autumn moon
The heart of Zen is pure and quiet
For love, for love, hate is like illness
Flowers and moon
Tu reminiscence of Hua Yue Zheng
It's not right for my lover to change his mind
Acacia was in vain
Complain that my sister is too unlucky
The bell of the Buddhist temple
In the middle of the night, some people are crying
For love, for love, hate is like illness
Flowers and moon
Tu reminiscence of Hua Yue Zheng
It's not right for my lover to change his mind
Acacia was in vain
Complain that my sister is too unlucky
The bell of the Buddhist temple
In the middle of the night, some people are crying
For love, for love, hate is like illness
Flowers and moon
Tu reminiscence of Hua Yue Zheng
It's not right for my lover to change his mind
Acacia was in vain
Complain that my sister is too unlucky
The bell of the Buddhist temple
In the middle of the night, some people are crying
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