"New to the world, naturally confused, a loud cry, evoking the laughter of parents.
Yet no one tells me that this life is fraught with hardships.
Was that cry one of past life's sorrow?
Or perhaps, for the ups and downs of this life?
Who would listen to my sorrow and despair, afraid it might only invite ridicule.
The bitterness in my heart hidden deep, the deepest and heaviest, none other than missing you.
I wish to grow into the best of myself, spanning thousands and tens of thousands of years, cultivating the merit of this life, blessing billions, filling the world with happiness.
If there is a next life, I hope to admire the bright moon with you again."
When we meet again in the rest of our lives, you and I turn back, smiling like the crabapple, the years unchanged.
Holding a scroll of Buddhist scripture, accompanied by two nearly attained Buddhas, Su Xiaowei walks the mortal world, spreading her teachings, saving all beings.
