ou shi a Zen beneath pure heart

I wrote the life of Zi Mo and painted a beautiful painting of the world of mortals. Pick up a touch of Zen, clear the smoke cloud of the soul, pick up a wisp of ethereal, quiet and complicated flower marks. Seclusion of Nanshan Mountains and Rivers, regardless of the brilliant conception. Natural toad hall Hundred-Foot Tree Xi jian zuo humble room-inch long wooden away everything Hugh XI more distractions in Han Shan. The wild forest and grass stems are full of the original taste of philosophy, and the river wading into the river reflects the luxury and decadence of waking up suddenly. Breaking through the barriers, the crane lifted into the cold rock of the cloud, and looked at the flying bees and butterflies of the floating world competing for freedom coldly. Zen poem says: the spring of Bijian is clear, and the moon of Cold Mountain is white. I know that God is self-evident, and it is more lonely to see the sky. Those green trees, green water, wild flowers, bees and butterflies, mountain hills, birds and fishes, rabbits jumping and squirrels jumping in the mountains are all light and free, and they are all full of vitality with smiles. In this state, who will not feel the dignity of freedom and the happiness of life? Viewing the sky and understanding the silent zen heart and moon are bright, which explains the most exquisite settlement of the dust of the cloud and water. Abandon all the flashy mirages, and the heart of doing nothing will not be tempted by various situations; Make the detached images reveal a deep sense of Zen. Thousands of clouds, thousands of waters, quiet and virtual rock, Pantuo Stone, lying on a curtain of God’s dream of wisdom. In the cold and sorrowful day of the stream, the shadow of the slanting tree extends out of the infatuation, which is not stained with dirt and not tired. The secular cleanse the sadness and resentment of the Lotus. Self-purification and indifference, The Zen of the cloud and water zen heart is clear and clear; Just as the six ancestors of Zen Hui Neng said: Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a stage, there is nothing, where to cause dust. It is my heart to sleep in the green mountains and hang in the blue sky. The sky is bright, clear and boundless, and the delusion starts again. The human heart is of good nature, and it is OK to keep it unstained and undamaged, and keep it quiet and sober. Occasionally picking up a touch of Zen to clear the soul, the background of lotus throne is Cao Dong’s Moonlight mirror; Reflecting the new and elegant artistic conception of extraordinary refined, without any artificial disguise. Anan and kyamea’s sleeping flowers smile, quiet, holy and serene. Looking for a silent place, lighting a column of rising fragrance; Who made me a cup of light green tea? Recite a volume of Zen life. Feeling the mood that Chen Ziang didn’t see the Ancients before and those who didn’t come after, the noise suddenly faded away and the dust settled down. The beauty of Zen is unparalleled, and the light is plain and elegant; It looks like a fresh lotus with fragrance. Zen life poetic streets and alleys, a quiet and clear voice. The Zen elements surrounded by all Fang interpret the coordinates of meditation. The pure Zen is peaceful, enchanting the unique soul in the heart. Whether it is complex or simple; Who wants nothing but indifference? Not tangled entanglement. I really like the beautiful and indifferent Cloud and water zen heart, and I really like the quiet, open and secluded wilderness mountain forest. Transform those virtual and ethereal things into Zen without vulgar conditions, and the clear eyes and pure eyes of the Lingtai are filled with water. Put aside your things outside and let your soul purify and ascend in Zen. I really hope to be a Zen person, to be free from dirt in the noisy world of mortals; To fly white sleeves in the green mountains and rivers. The leaves drifted in front of the first order, and the rain was drizzling in front of the first window. Singing calligraphy fragrance, Su Yi Long fingers penetrate Sanskrit. Dwelling in the grass-wild pine forest, warm a pot of light Moonlight; In a quiet and empty Zen environment, light and hazy like mist. People idle osmanthus flowers fall, the night is quiet and the Spring Mountain is empty; The Zen at this time builds a wonderful and perfect world. The Zen enchanting on the fingertip and the tip of the heart moistens the prosperous soul to crystal clear. Staring at the distant mountains, whose heart window is filled with the rain of Zen? Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

To silence of advertising

In recent years, it seems that I have mentioned maniac and said something about maniac more than once, and the situation is different every time. I remember that about a year ago, someone invited me to visit a website community called Mingyue. I made a slight investigation and found that this website was not suspected of being a swordsman, besides, I was also a little flattered, so I went on the invitation happily. That night, I posted a post named “thank you for your spirit” in the prose forum of this website, which was an essay about modern psychology and literary creation theory. As a result, I was shocked by the end of the incident. The next day, I was almost robbed by a literary friend, which could even be said to be the treatment of a massive massacre. That gentleman attacked me face to face and asked me many questions in a row, of course, the problems are all very sharp, to the extreme extent. However, I can also see that his question to me is false, his attack to me is true, criticism is false, and arrogance is true. I was very embarrassed, as if I went to visit others sincerely, but I didn’t expect to be stripped off by others as soon as I entered the door and humiliated in public, it is also like being bitten by a dog just after entering the door (I didn’t know that he was the moderator or the owner of the super moderator until later). With humiliation and pain, I felt ashamed and had to flee, of course, I escaped from that website. A few months later, I still felt lingering fear. After I calmed down, I remembered that I still left an article on that website, because it was something I had worked hard to write, and I really wanted to go back and delete it, but the extremely vicious website owner made me scared, afraid that I would meet in a narrow way. I was always not good at and disdained to fight with others, so I dared not go there. Later, I comforted myself: that website was really a dog with bad wine. In my own article, I lost a shoe when escaping from dog bites, I have to give them as gifts. This is the first madman I met on the Internet. Soon after, in another website called what home, which happened to be a prose website, I encountered another malicious criticism. When I knew that website, it was said that the website was just opened, and all aspects were hyping up with excitement. I am introduced to this website. Because I had a lesson from the past, I almost crept when I went there this time, and I was careful everywhere when I entered, for fear that I would annoy any moderator or owner again, and would be chased and bitten again. After a period of time, the people I worried about didn’t come out, maybe not at all, I think. I think it is really my great fortune that everyone can live in peace here, and it is also the great fortune of literary friends. Of course, I also entered the website portal safely. However, good times didn’t last long, and my pride hadn’t cooled down completely, so I felt that my back was getting cold gradually, because someone began to attack me condescending, although this time it seemed a little softer than before, it’s kind and kind, but the coldness and malice are everywhere. I seem to hear the faint impatient and unsatisfied hum behind me at any time. Sometimes, it seemed that I could still see the sharp teeth, and those teeth seemed to be still shining with compelling cold light. Maybe it was also because of my conditioned reflex, so I didn’t dare to talk and move any more. I tried to calm myself down and behave myself, and then repeatedly checked the critical sentences written by someone for my article. If I didn’t look at it, I was shocked at first sight. Why did I suddenly meet so many masters, who were so high and overbearing, it seems that I am an expert and a giant who has been walking in the arena for a long time. Naturally, I need to look up day by day. I feel tired after a long time, but I dare not show any sense of tiredness and relaxation, I was afraid to let others see that my concentration was slight and my self-restraint was shallow again, so I was always afraid to be more careful, so I almost nodded my head and called my uncle. However, I thought that the road of Sage was not only lonely but also hard, and long-term endurance was necessary. Many famous sayings at all times and in all countries told me that only by learning to endure and even endure can we learn a true skill. However, after a long time, I realized that their whole body solution was only to point out the country, but they would not arouse the words at all. To put it bluntly, most of them are the empty theorists criticized by Mr. Mao Zedong in those years. Several months passed, and I had never seen any written articles written by them at all. This fact was absolutely unacceptable to me. In my opinion, people who love words are mules or horses. They can only be pulled out for a walk. They can’t always make empty noises and say that others are not true heroes, Besides, those people who talk a lot about others’ works are too vulgar to flatter. This situation is no exception for me. Fortunately, no one has launched an inhuman attack on me this time, although some people seem to dream about how to ride on others and make some empty comments. Even in such a situation, I still hold back. After all, it is fate for people to meet each other. I was very lucky that I finally overcame the bad habits that I couldn’t bear, tried my best to live in peace with everyone, and also let others with ulterior motives hide in places where I couldn’t see and pointed at me with fingers. This is the second time I have met a madman. The third time, or the third place, made me unbearable. This guy didn’t give up until he had to modify my works drastically and beyond recognition. Obviously, he took my works as his own platform to show his talents and ignored my existence at all, this reminded me of the borers in the insect world. Of course, I was very angry. What this brother did was ridiculous and arrogant. Every time he taught me wholeheartedly, it seemed that I drew a picture of Lin Daiyu but didn’t agree with his intention instead of unilaterally modifying it into the image of Zhang Fei to relieve his hatred. I had to remain silent in front of him forever and ever. So far, it seems that it is time to answer the question of what a madman is. After thinking twice, I felt it was inappropriate. Because as far as I know, the manifestation of a madman is by no means the only few. Besides those mentioned above, there is also a very good moonlight tonight. Zhao guiweng’s face becomes strange to such a madman, there are also crazy people like me, such as Fengge laughing at Kong Qiu, so I still can’t answer this question. As for someone who wants to question me and ask me to answer, I have no choice, because I really can’t answer. Unless I endure more and appreciate more manic images of other styles and types, at that time, maybe I still have the possibility and hope to answer, otherwise, I could only be stunned and speechless by the hostage, and I would remain silent indefinitely on the question of what a madman was from then on. As for those who are really unfortunate but are among the madman, and they insist on taking the right seat, and they all have self-knowledge and can decide themselves decisively, I have nothing to say, because that is no longer what I can care about. On some topics, in order to remain silent forever, I hereby confess. 2012-9-9 Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…