14. 09. 28 (Sun) Qing (064) Have a Good Mind If a person wants to live a happy life, it must have a good attitude. Accumulating my 60 years of life experience, I believe that the main sign of a good state of mind is to tolerate others and not be overwhelmed with anybody. To cultivate a good attitude is to work hard to create good values and be able to achieve a level of peace on the scales of life.
What is fate? The so-called fate is a wonderful encounter! There are two situations in the world that can be called romance, one is the love of each other, and the other is the beauty of the encounter. Both of these situations are inseparable from the "fate". Do you believe in fate? Do you know the meaning of fate? Do you know how many people feel happy and sweet in love and love? You may know that you
1 Behind the teenager is the front of the elderly is dissatisfied but they are not satisfied but they no longer shake their heads no longer complaining tightly walk away regret is the best plant yourself to leave a lush green for the world to marvel but the poisoning is too deep to believe that life is the most flat ups and downs too much It will make Yugong embarrassment and the meteor will be faint. It will be the moment of disappearance. Two people will go to middle age to break the winged geese.
Apricot flowers. Spring rain. Jiangnan. child. Alley. Sell almond blossoms. Staying in Jiangnan every day, I don't know what Jiangnan is. Jiangnan may be a beautiful word in poetry. Maybe it is a gentle dream in the literati heart. In the poetic mood of the Tang poetry and the Song Dynasty, in the "Dream of Red Mansions" in the Xiaoxiang Li, in the mirror of the Buddha's water. The apricot blossoms bloomed and the pear bloomed when the pear bloomed. How is it
Looking back on the threshold of the time, September was a simple one for me. There was not much ups and downs, and there was not much joy. Still busy in the busy market, through the crowded streets, occasionally find a quiet in the gap between the words, the day, just fade away. Always think, in the plain of life, to find a truth, to turn the peace and livelihood of the heart into happiness, to hold the small happiness in the
After the desolation of the land, after the bustling, the sighs were lost. The years between the fingers, inadvertently tearing the heart; from time to time remember some old time, mourn some old people, the pain in the heart is still, memory began to learn to strand; more and more moving and warm, from those old times, the more The more you know, the old ones are always good. No matter how old it is, it hurts. We are always used to carrying memories
If I am happy, heaven may not be gloomy. Two consecutive days of heavy rain should also be able to wash away the sky's stains. If I'm happy, the rain may not be cold. The long-awaited water spirit may be able to clean this worldly air. If I'm happy, the expression may not be so numb. A bright smile can also leave people with a little warmer temperatures. If I'm happy,
Recently I saw such a piece of text that Flaubert wrote to his girlfriend: "I worked hard, bathed every day, did not accept interviews, read newspapers, and watch the sunrise on time (as it does now)." “I watched the sunrise on time.” I was deeply shocked by this sentence. One has always used the word “face writing” as an affidavit. One who cherishs such time is thinking about “sunrise” every day.
When one day the monk collided with the thoughts of the day's clock, the other was living in its place, and did not pursue his own government. Instead, he blamed everyone. This treatment was high, the position was good, and some people said that when the leadership is not simple, if I have the opportunity As a leader, I am not worse than them. Some even think that I can be a manager and get a salary of 100,000 a year. How wonderful it is! Actually, there is a reason for existence.
You have your bitterness, he has his annoyance, I have my tiredness, and everyone has his own way to go, no matter whether it is a straight path or a tortuous path; everyone has his own business to do. Whether it is a good thing of good heart, or the cumbersomeness of helplessness; no one's heart is always calm as water. Everyone has a difficult life for everyone; everyone has a tangled mood for everyone; everyone has everyone's
I sat in the arms of autumn to miss the flowers in the shallow fall, poetic beauty and loneliness. – Inscription shallow and cool, I face up with you. Look at the fullness and richness of this season. But I do not know that the first zero of the desolate autumn wilderness. I and you, divergence, missed the season. It is still a cool sky, and it is still dead leaves. Yokohama's grief is full of despair. I know
Why is it impetuous? listen! How quiet, peaceful, and fascinating the midnight of the autumn season is, and the sound of quiet nights is added to the sound of the quiet night, and the years are good. If this moment is a dream, I would like to stay awake. In such an environment, a person is most likely to be moved by the years. No matter what happened, the experience is always a wealth, or pain or good or ignorance. For a
The sense of security is the stability of the dust settled, and it is a letter that never stops. In life, companions on the plains can join together and come together; once they enter the forest, the bushes and thorns stand in the way, and everyone concentrates on taking the path of each person, pushing the crowded people’s feelings, which is carefree and suspicion-free. His peers are deeply affectionate and only young people can live in their lives. Someone gets three and someone gets seven. Actually it's all one
The text/fallen red furnace is quiet and good, standing in the sunshine, carrying a touch of light smile, looking at Yun Yunyun and Yun Yun Xu Xuan, quietly watching the flowers blossom and dancing, with a relaxed and indifferent mood, quietly sitting in the hospital , experience years of quiet, sunny. Pick up a fallen branch, close your eyes lightly, rotate your arms back and forth, dance gently through those bits and pieces you've walked through, forget your troubles, forget your troubles, and forget all about yourself.
Although the eternal complex is said to have no traces of geese, and the years are silent, the time of day-to-day lapses is no trace of every trace of life. The fleeting waves are always washed away in the distant atmosphere, and the water ripples slowly. The petals of the wind fall gently. What motivates our grief, happiness, grief, and happiness into the slightest rain and tears. When we are unprepared, we infiltrate into the depths of the soul and gather all of us.
Love is inclusive and not indulgence. Love is care and not love. Love is mutual rather than unrequited love. Love is not full but sweet. True love is not necessarily the perfect match in the eyes of others, but the mutual fit of the loved ones with each other's souls, in order to allow the other party to live better and make a silent contribution. This love is not only gentle to them, but also warms those worldly hearts.
Into the temple early in the morning, the first day of sunshine Gaolin. Bamboo trails pass through the temple, and the Zen rooms are deep. Shanguang Yue bird sex, Tan Ying empty heart. This is all dead, but the bell sounds. (Chang Jian) - Inscription In the early morning, the bamboo forest is quiet, vaguely a mountain, a peak, an ancient temple; flowers and trees are deep, clouds are all quiet, vaguely one day, a trail, a trip. Quiet birds, empty lake, empty shadows, empty people, hollow. All nights are still and the bells are far away
I accidentally heard the phrase "We couldn't get back in those years." It was like a heavy hammer hitting the bottom of my heart. A deep shock quickly ran through all the blood. It shivered every inch of skin like a cold wind. The pores, the chill, revealed panic, desolate, and helpless. Yeah, we couldn't go back in those years and we can't really go back! – Inscriptions [for young friends of those years
Zen people have a calm and calm heart. In the red dust, the heart is in the pure land, the red dust, just a dream. Bird 窠 窠 师 师 云 : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : 莲 莲 莲 莲 莲 莲 莲 莲 莲 莲 莲 莲 莲 莲 莲 莲 莲 莲 莲 莲It is not necessary to talk about this today; it is an confidante that forgets the interest and forgets it.
A few miles away to meet, missed the opposite side did not know each other. Ah, in the end, what kind of thing is it? Why haven’t many literati writers ever given up a concept since ancient times? Think about it carefully. The reason is that, in the vast world, the edge is helpless, and the cause is helpless. The fate is helpless. Humanity, accompanied by a person's life, everyone, came to the world, the edge is accompanied by left and right, from childhood