I ask you, Your Excellency Yu Xiaoxiang,

There is no suffering in the world, how can there be two or three winds?
You secretly rejoiced, looked back and smiled:
"Suffering is for heavenly people, and people live in the world"
Then it will be reborn.
I asked you again in the realm of dreams and boats,
Frost falls on March days, where to solve acacia?
You have red thrush makeup, and your eyes are pitiful and lovely:
"There are only a few thousand dreams of red dust, how can I be a lonely soul"
The rest is at ease.
I was silent,
Sprinting in a night of frost.
Looking for it in a dream.
- However, there is no answer to the bottom of the question!
I still want to ask you in a panic,
The moon walks on the branches and the wind does not stop,
I can't read clearly in front of the frost window.
What's the explanation?
You say: "Great Enlightenment", "Concentrating", "Still Qi"
Fang is an ordinary person.