Buddha said: the Bodhi is not a tree, the mirror is not a platform. No matter, where to provoke dust. The silent participation in the Zen, incense prayers, the open heart, the pious, the territory of the encroachment, little drops, where not for the good heart of the feat, in which the dense, produce a cigarette. In the face of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, the piety of the wife is still the same.
On this day, the old man picked up some mushrooms and went back to the summer Yang stew soup as usual. On his way home, Xia Yang also stepped on the sun at his feet. The footsteps were strong and quick. With the sweat of his face slipping down his neck, the teacher told him the story that he told him today. Xia Yang felt that when he came to the village, his smile was even brighter.
After the sea, after the sea, my dreams and feelings are no longer in the mirage of the empty space, has become so simple and simple in silence, just as if: really want to think well, every love, every wish, all woven into a light and graceful song, graceful singing to the gentle breeze to listen to… In private, the sound of the piano has long been melodious. I want every one of the red dust.
Like this kind of life, a person, a window, a quiet feeling, a world that only belongs to oneself. Clear the heart with water, warm with words, and be happy simply and brightly. Happy in such a day, sitting alone in the corner of the years, fingertips flowing with the beauty of the sun, holding a plume of warm fragrance of the years, the sunset, the light of the sunset glow, the window is the hustle and bustle of the red dust, but the heart
No matter in the society or in the Internet, people want to be full of positive energy, but the fact is not possible. Hope can only be hope. I can not deny that there is a real feeling in the world. I will believe that there is more interest in the world. This is the society. This is the world. The survival of the fittest and the law of forests are the same truth for thousands of years. People are naturally lonely if they do not go to friends or lovers.
Today, I am depressed to the extreme little grandchildren being scalded into young young chicks, how chilling, cold, strange, Grandpa and Dad don’t save two years old, the thinking is full, and there is no big problem in the hospital crying. QQ WeChat phone calls to inquire about the opening of mouth and mouth. Son hungry one day / kid takes Taishan’s responsibility to press grandpa’s milk.
“Half a mu of square pond is opened, and the sky and clouds are lingering. Is it so clear to ask the canal? To have a source of water. ” I am always enjoying the fragrance of tea and facing the life of walking. There are many joy and helplessness, like flowers blooming on branches. It is impossible to see the fragrance of flowers. When I read the reading of Zhu Xikuai, a Neo Confucian scholar in the Southern Song Dynasty, I felt the radiant aura of human nature, and I thought in infinite reverie.
A busy road. The dim street lamp looked up at me and looked up to see how desolate the world was. Pick a piece of maple leaf and blow it on the ground, leaving only a little dust. In the evening, holding your cell phone to open your gray head, leaving only a paragraph that ends with me, it is the sword you picked up and inserted into my heart again and again. Enter your space and see you chatting with others.
The night is as boundless as the sea, and its surface is calm, but it flows undercurrent. My yearning is an invisible big net, catching your tracks and everything about you. The night gives me courage and courage, and I can think of you with all my heart, full of wings of deep love, and able to cross high hedges without being limited by time and space. I take away the fence set up by day, and trust your light steps, just like my cat.
The same formula, the same flavor, the difference is, four years later. Not in the penalty shot, shot out of the penalty area, the penalty area has been placed repeatedly, free ball as a number of antiaircraft guns, Mei Xiyi’s face after the game, full of anger, full of anger on his own play, ruthlessly pulling the captain’s armband, this is not normal Messi, but this is the normal Argentina team. There is no mercury in the ground.
Today, we have been instilled in a concept of survival which is different from the past. Is it right? Is it wrong? He said: “living in this world, what personality, responsibility, and face are based on money, money is qualified to pursue these, because there is no money, even if you have them, at best, a joke on the table.
I didn’t have a Bobbi doll or a merry go round in my childhood, so what I want most is to go to the amusement park and have a crazy time. This dream could have been achieved earlier in summer vacation, but no one accompanied me in summer vacation. Finally, I realized it on the Sunday of my sophomore year last semester, and the window of the world fulfilled me. The weather was fine, the sun was just fine, and the breeze was just fine.
Who has the least two balls to play for the competition is the laziest. Every day in the past, the smell of rotten smell began to spread in the house. At last, at the end of a long endurance, the little wife was unable to endure, so he had to pull up his sleeves and wash the dishes. This is the angle I heard occasionally when I was riding the bus. It was a whisper of a little beauty to her girlfriends. I don’t know this kind of listening.
A few days ago, the son of the non fish, call home, mother again nagging me: the sister’s husband does not go to work, the sister’s life is too bitter, should the male owner, the female owner. I used to listen to it, and I was very unfair to my sister, and I was addressing my brother-in-law with my mother. But now, as I grow older and continue to improve and learn, my idea is slowly changing. I don’t want my mother to do it
A woman in forty and forty years old is a mellow wine with a long aftertaste and an intoxicated attachment. It is a Sax song, a delicate heart and a gentle, delicate, delicate, delicate and delicate tea. It is a cup of good tea, a pleasant fragrance and pleasant fragrance, in elegant and elegant scenery. It is a tranquil landscape painting, with a quiet and remote artistic conception. Think in the mountains and rivers. The forty year old woman has said goodbye to the girl’s purity.
The Dragon Boat Festival returns to the countryside, the Castle Peak is still in, the old house rises the new building. In my impression, the old house is broad and old. It carries too much happiness and romance of our childhood. Even if a piece of tile is broken, the rain is leaking, the dripping basin is ticking, and we can also stir up our endless laughter. On New Year’s Eve, grandma will raise the broom and sweep away the spider silk in the corner. Grandpa will hang up the rack.
One of the shrimps I raised died. Two months and 08 days. The shrimp I went to the country to eat with my friends and found it on the next dining table. It was a disposable paper cup, with three shrimps, a small snails, and eight or nine duckweed floating on the surface of the water. It was estimated which little friend had forgotten to take away. I felt very nice and carefully brought the whole cup home. Put them in the fish
What is the simplest and most valuable thing in our life? Thank you for these three words. It is not only polite, but also respectful to others. However, thank you and love for how many times and how many times you love, if you want to be a polite person, you have to say fifteen words often. Thank you, Hello, I’m sorry, goodbye, I was wrong, we, you see, this
Xia Yang had a great and simple dream when he was 8 years old: he killed the lion in the deep woods and traveled around the world with the ashes of his father. Before that, he dreamed of marrying a clever daughter-in-law, giving birth to a lovely baby, building a big brick house, and serving a father with his daughter-in-law’s eldest son. I remember clearly that thirty years ago, he was still a little boy who welcomed life with weakness and tears. In his father’s arms