我看见了佛。他独自坐在一棵菩提树下,保持着一种寂寞的姿势,身边的树叶翩跹如蝴蝶般下坠。“佛,什么是人生?”“人永远看不破的镜花水月,不过我指间烟云,世间千年,如我一瞬,我带你到众界中,慢慢体会。”菩萨是一个诗人,他每天吟着孤独而悲伤的诗,他喜欢独自坐在莲花池边,看撕裂的晚霞。“菩萨,什么是悲?” I saw the Buddha. He sat alone under a linden tree and kept a lonely posture. The leaves around him fell like butterflies. “Buddha, what is life?” “The moon will never be broken, but the clouds in my fingers, the thousand years of the world. If I take a moment, I will bring you to the realm of the world and experience it slowly.” The Bodhisattva is a poet and he swears every day. A poem of loneliness and sorrow, he likes to sit alone in the lotus pond and see the torn sunset. “Buddha, what is sadness?”