At that moment, I raised my horse not to beg for happiness, but to wait for your arrival.
On that day, I closed my eyes and suddenly heard the true words in your Ode to Scripture in the fragrant fog of the temple.
On that day, the Mani Pile was built not for Xiu De, but to throw stones at the Heart Lake.
That night, I listened to Brahma sing all night, not for enlightenment, but for you.
That January, I shook all the prayer tubes not to cross over, but to touch your fingertips.
That year, I kowtowed to climb the mountain, not to see you, but to stick to your warmth.
I've climbed over mountains and water pagodas all my life, not to repair the afterlife, but to meet you on the road.
At that moment, I ascended to heaven and became immortal, not to live forever, but to protect your peace and joy.
(2)
First, it is best not to meet each other, so you can not fall in love.
Second, it is best not to know each other, so that you can not miss each other.
Third, it's best not to accompany you, so you don't owe each other.
Fourth, it is best not to cherish each other, so that you can not remember each other.
Fifth, it is best not to fall in love, so as not to dislike each other.
Sixth, it is best not to face each other, so there is no need to meet.
Seventh, it is best not to make mistakes, so as to make mistakes.
Eighth, it is best not to promise each other, so you can not continue.
Ninth, it's best not to depend on each other, so you don't have to lean together.
Tenth, it's best not to meet each other, so we don't have to be together.
But we met as soon as we met, but we never met when we met.
Andrew and Jun are absolutely in harmony, so they won't teach life and death to be lovesick.
(3)
Have you seen me?
I was there.
Not sad or happy.
You can either read me or you can't read me.
Love is there.
Don't come or go.
Do you love me or not?
Love is there.
Neither increasing nor decreasing.
Are you with me or not?
My hand is in your hand.
Never give up.
Come into my arms.
or
Let me live in your heart
Silent love
Silence and happiness
(4)
Living in Potala Palace,
I am the biggest king in the snowy area.
Strolling through the streets of Lhasa,
I am the most beautiful lover in the world.
I asked Buddha Zu: Why don't you give all women the face of being ashamed of flowers and closing the moon?
Buddha said: it was just a flash in the pan, used to blind the secular eyes.
There is no beauty like a pure and loving heart.
I give it to every woman.
But someone covered it with dust.
I asked Buddha: Why are there so many regrets in the world?
Buddha said: This is a whirling world, which is a pity.
No regrets, no matter how much happiness I give you, I won't feel happy.
I asked Buddha Zu: How to make people no longer feel lonely inside?
Buddha said: Every heart is born lonely and incomplete.
Most people carry this disability all their lives.
Just because when you meet the other half who can make it perfect
Either I missed it carelessly, or I lost the qualification to own it.
I asked Buddha Zu: What should I do if I meet someone I can love, but I'm afraid I can't grasp it?
Buddha said: how much love is left in the world, how many changes will be welcomed from generation to generation.
Have a lover and do happy things.
Don't ask if it's robbery or life.
I asked Buddha: How can I be as wise as you?
Buddha said: Buddha is a man who has been here before, and man is the future. Buddha divides everything in the world into ten realms: Buddha, Bodhisattva, Sound, Ambition, Heaven, Asura, Man, Beast, Hungry Ghost and Hell.
Heaven, Asura, man, beast, hungry ghost, hell. For six sentient beings;
All six sentient beings have to go through the cycle of cause and effect, from which they can experience pain.
In the process of suffering, only by understanding the true meaning of life can we achieve eternal life.
Phoenix Nirvana
Buddha said that life has eight sufferings: birth, old age, illness, death, love of parting, long-standing resentment, lofty aspirations and letting go.
Buddha said: life is made by oneself, and life is born by heart. Everything in the world changes, the heart does not move, everything does not move, the heart does not change, and everything does not change.
Buddha said: meditation, meditation. A flower is the world and a leaf is the Buddha. In spring, flowers are green, and in autumn, leaves fall. Infinite prajnaparamita is free, and words are silent and natural.
Buddha said: All Dharmas are born of life. Accidental meeting and sudden looking back doomed each other's lives, just for the moment when their eyes met.
Origin and extinction, fate is empty.
I am as naive as you.
Buddhism says that a person has three stages of enlightenment: "exploration, letting go and being at ease."
Indeed, a person must let go before he can feel at ease.
I asked Buddha Zu: Why does it always snow when I am sad?
Buddha said: Winter is going to pass, so leave some memories.
I asked Buddha Zu: Why is it that every time it snows, it is a night I don't care?
Buddha said: people always miss a lot of real beauty carelessly.
I asked Buddha Zu: Will it snow in a few days?
Buddha said: don't just stare at this season and miss this winter.
It's more vivid with Maggie Amy ~
I'm afraid my affection will damage Sanskrit.
I'm afraid I'll miss the whole city when I enter the mountain.
The world is safe,
Live up to the Tathagata. ...
I like a song very much:
A machine. The time of knitting flies. Lan Fang never sleeps at night. Oh, oh, roll it up, weave it into spring hate, and keep Lang back.
Two machines. Pedestrians will be delayed immediately. I couldn't bear to pay lightly, but I turned and smiled. I returned the flowers for fear of being known.
Three machines. Wu silkworms are old and young. The Dongfeng banquet will stop at Changzhou Garden, and the ladies-in-waiting will change their dancing clothes.
Four machines. There are heavy eyebrows in the hoarse voice. Go back to weaving lotus seeds. It is easy to spend money, but it is difficult to get rid of troubles.
Five machines. The period when the soul is tempted. The branches of Albizia Albizia are connected together. Under the double-headed flower, two concentric places, a pair of young people.
Six machines. Carved flowers and brocade are half separated. Lan Fang has no intention of staying in spring. Furnace seal script is a long line, and embroidery is late.
Seven machines. Spring silkworms spit out all the raw silk. If you don't teach, it's easy to behead Luo Qi. Cai Feng, the immortal bear for no reason, has two kinds of clothes.
Eight machines. Palindrome knows which poem it is. Woven into a desolate meaning. After reading all the lines, I am too tired to speak and can't bear to think about it.
Nine machines. A heart grows in a hundred flowers. A hundred flowers blossom and a pile of quilts are red. They all hide the spring scenery in their heads and are not afraid of sleeping for a long time.
A machine. Pick mulberry and try on spring clothes. The weather is sunny, warm and weak. On the peach blossom branch, the warbler whispered and refused to let people go.
Two machines. Under the moonlight, people are quiet and quiet. Are inextricably linked. Weave it into a piece and weave it back into a brocade. Will be sent to Iraq.
Three machines. There is a flower playing in the middle. Delicate red, tender green and bright spring. Be sure to fold it early, one thick and one colorful, and don't treat wheat straw.
Four machines. Yuanyang wants to fly together as soon as she knits. Poor old man, white first, green grass in spring, deep in Han Xiao, relatively bathed in red.
Five machines. The stripes weave Shen Lang's poems. No one will. No sorrow, no haggard. Send acacia.
Six machines. Everything is playing with flowers. There are even two butterflies among the flowers, which stopped for a day and wandered in the window shadow. I watched it alone for a long time.
Seven machines. Yuanyang frowned and hesitated. I'm afraid of being cut lightly, flying in two places, hating once and following you again.
Eight machines. Delicate hands live all the time on the charming banks of the Shu River. Musk deer, greenhouse embroidered quilt. The plan to go home has been postponed.
Nine machines. Like a jade bed, the hands are novel. Flowers and grass, bright and beautiful. Dressed as a tailor, singing and dancing in spring, flying butterflies and orioles.
Source: Friends Space