Time is like a boat in the middle of a river, constantly tossed by waves and ripples. Ren Chuchun sent you a river, and the floating residual ice is tears in your heart, which is covered with your palm and turned into warm running water;
Ren Xia gives you a prosperous season, covered with lotus leaves, blooming and falling, holding up countless fantasies; Renqiu sent you a pool of dead leaves, red shirts and yellow leaves, one after another into your heart. Only you can appreciate her Zen and understand its meaning. Ren Dong froze the past fleeting time, and in the remaining days, picked up those remaining memories.
Some people say that time is running water, but I think time is actually enlightenment. Everything will be confused, only time will realize Zen and tell the truth. I don't believe in Buddhism, but I like this sentence "Never erase it, don't be dust."
The human body is the Buddha's body, and the heart is clean. Just because of persistence, because of all the dust and rain, because of pavilions, there are relatively different understandings, so that they are often contaminated by dirt. Therefore, to maintain inner clarity, we should arrange and wipe the hearts that have tasted the fireworks all over the world in silence.
Life is actually a tune, prologue, climax and ending. No matter at which stage, it is an experience, but some people walk around and look down, and some people bow their heads to understand. But some people are decadent at a certain moment, their persistent hearts are not persistent, and they fall into a kind of sadness in words. The tune hasn't changed, but people who listen to music have different moods.