Quietness is the most beautiful aspect of life

I have become accustomed to using words to improve the sublimation and progress of my thoughts.

The story of flowers and leaves always comes out in spring. There is beauty in the warmth, rhyme in the beauty, and a faint fragrance that tangles the nostrils, drunk into a warm poem, and the fragrant words are the most beautiful organization. The past is drifting away, so far away that even the memories have become too blurred.

Light a candle and watch the lingering smoke quietly, see its reality changing from thick to light, and watch its figure change from near to far away. Suddenly, there is a sour feeling. One day life will return to dust and put it in the dust, soul or soul. penetrating? Or all into stone? Or like a curling cloud that goes away with the wind? Then all the gains and losses, love and hatred become a puff of smoke, a handful of dust.

Then all the strangers and acquaintances have become flowers and Buddhas, because life and the world are both Zen and enlightenment, some are to warm yourself, some are to save yourself, so you should be grateful for the world, if you don’t have experience, where can you come from? Mature? How can the pain be real if it is not warm and cold?

Quietness is the most beautiful aspect of life. Quietly be alone with yourself, read more books, and write more words. Words can improve your understanding and understanding of world affairs.

Because the world is both Zen and enlightenment. When practicing in writing, every step has a different understanding. Rather than looking at the world, what is written is the words of the mood.

It might be better to say that reading can cultivate one's morality, writing can cultivate one's character, and being loved by readers and resonating at the same frequency as thoughts is the happiest and happiest thing. Like a flower blooming, like seeing a Buddha. There is always a detachment and comprehension like a bosom friend.

Don't say that coptis is bitter, that bitterness can also dispel fire and detoxify. Don't say that the world is impermanent and human feelings are as thin as paper. In the stormy life, there is also the luck and truth that someone will accompany you for a short distance. American Reading Appreciation

Some roads are bumpy and there are wind and rain. As long as you can survive the most difficult days, you will reach maturity.

A person's whole life is on the road of pilgrimage, praying for the eternal presence of true love and health, peace and happiness all the way, and after passing through the world, flowers will bloom and see Buddha. The smoke lingers around and takes the rest of your life lightly, indifferent, resigned, and casual.

Let life live peacefully and truly. Therefore, everyone is their own Buddha, and they need to constantly cross over and self-enlighten, to be constantly released and free, to be quiet in each period of time, to meditate in the depths of the seasons, and to sing and walk in every moment, to know contentment and knowledge blessing.