Life itself is like a maze of walls. No one, no religion can lead us to find the Pure Land. Because the paradise has always been in your heart and mine, we came to this world naked, just as we left naked. . . . .
In life, when we are lost in the maze of walls and walls, look up and look, there will always be a sky that belongs to you, belongs to me, it may be square, it may be straight, or it may be tortuous. . . . .
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