This story is about the deep friendship between two men and their estranged date. In fact, in the end, the meaning of Sanshengshi has become the evidence of the vows of eternal love between lovers. A pair of lovers, standing in front of the "Sansheng Stone", will definitely make a Sansheng oath: "Hold your hand and grow old with your son." Wishes are beautiful, vows are touching, but vows of eternal love are like clouds in front of the window, fleeting. When a lonely man comes to Sansheng Stone again, he gently touches this obscure and weather-beaten stone, just touching the scar left by an unforgettable love in his heart! Eternal stories are better than ordinary stones. And this stone is lying in the grass, covered with dead leaves. Looking around, there is a desolate school, and there are few people in Western jackdaw in the west. Is there no one who believes in the promise of "three lives and ten lives" anymore? Is there no place for eternal love to fulfill its promise-isn't an ordinary stone enough to impress people? Has "the seas run dry and the rocks crumble" become the end of "vows of eternal love"? At the beginning, Yuan Ze melted into the haze, breaking the beautiful expectation of Ethan 13 years: the hard-won encounter turned out to be such an ending! Reminiscent of the poem "Meet and hate each other late". Round ze singing "but back to Qutang to smoke", I don't know where to go. Obviously, it is easier for lovers to get along when they meet again. "What is love in the world? Teach people to live and die together. " How many generations have you promised? I'm afraid it will be difficult for a lifetime!
Faced with this ordinary but not very ordinary stone, people can't help asking: Is there really reincarnation on the earth? Is there really a saying of karma between lovers? If yes, then why break the contract in front of the promise; Why do lovers become enemies? The more wonderful and confusing the story of "Three Generations and Ten Generations", the denser the doubts of future generations. Today, Mr. Zhang Chunyun has been to the Three Sacred Stones and wrote a poem when he came back:
Alone behind the piedmont temple, philosophy itself is confused.
I don't know who I was in my last life and why I am in this life!
No one says much about the suffering of lovesickness!
People have suffered a lot in one generation, how can they keep their promises in three lives!
Before sansheng, ask, where is the correction fruit!
Please silence the stone, please silence the mountain. A snow in Donglan, how clear is life? In a trance, a bell pierced the air, and without saying anything, it pierced the mystery in my heart, just like the Buddhist sound coming from a distance: love is wishful thinking, everything is empty, and everything is nothingness.