Du Wei saw that Zhang Cambodia had been standing by the lotus pond for a long time, and wanted to go forward to wake him up, but was stopped by Du Fu.

Du Fu stepped forward to take Du Wei's hand, looked at Zhang Cambodia, and said meaningfully: "Virtuous nephew and slow, it is rare for Cambodia's brother to encounter the lotus pond in a foreign land, and stir up the past, let him think about it to his heart's content, why do you want to go to ruin the fun!" ”

"Well, it's still Uncle who thinks thoughtfully." Du Wei used to be in the court, and he also heard some private discussions among civil ministers: Zhang Khan Zhi once studied with his cousin White Lotus when he was young, formed a deep friendship, and set up a Mandarin Alliance. It's a pity that the sky is jealous of talents, and the white lotus is buried in the hands of Ni.

After the death of the White Lotus, Zhang Cambodia also had a soft spot and never married......

Feeling this, Du Wei couldn't help but be infected by Zhang Cambodia's great holy love, and muttered to himself in the dreamlike and real lotus pond scene, and sighed:

Han Lian Ting's pink makeup, shy and charming.

The rain moistens the pearls and the green umbrella, and the wind blows the fragrance and the jade people appear.

The lotus blossoms and the shadow of Shu Qianying, and the lotus root has a long affection.

The jade is in full bloom, and the beautiful fairy is beautiful.

Yes! You are a little white lotus. That's burning life, burning love! The little white lotus, slim, pink and white, plain face to the sky. Pure outside, clean inside, not bewitching, elegant out of the dust. Lotus, arrogant, unapproachable, pure, elegant, blooming in the red world with a noble state. The breeze blows, swaying a pool of elegant rhyme in the dark green dripping green.

Yes! Little White Lotus, do you know? Is your brother bitter? What is in the heart of the brother who understands?

In this life, you are a lotus, and it is a lotus leaf. The heart of the water is soft and bone-like, and the ice is clear and jade. I only want to love you with a burning life, silently, in the deepest and most passionate way, to make you gorgeous and let you show the splendor of life.

Loving and being loved is actually a kind of fateful calamity, and it is also an indissoluble fate. Perhaps, only by getting rid of dirt, getting rid of troubles, and letting go at the right time, will we achieve the beautiful realm of lotus flowers.

The grass is beautiful, the willow silk is long, the pavilion promenade is a small bridge, sitting on the stone bench covered with moss, and enjoying the tranquility and tranquility of the world. The water is crystal clear, and the fish shuttle in the water, chasing, and playing. From time to time, you can hear the sound of large fish coming out of the water. There is no trace of wind, a pool of lotus, as if entering the Zen realm. Occasionally, the pink petals of lotus flowers can be seen, gently falling into the water. The lotus shadow in the water also gently floats from the bottom to the water, and at the moment of falling into the water, with a kiss affectionately, the flower and the shadow are stacked together.

From your experience, I seem to understand that "the pond flowers fall to the shadows, and the sand birds fly with the sound." "I think that the lotus flower is the most beautiful at the moment of falling, the pink and white petals, falling without wind, and having boundless Zen.

In the pool, there are layers of huge leaves, in the middle is a withered residual lotus, there are constantly tender yellow half-roll new leaves growing, slowly stretching to a high place, and there are also constantly lotus leaves broken branches, falling into the water, but this process is very slow, so slow that people can hardly find it.

There are constantly flowers emerging from the water, and lotus flowers are constantly withering. This phenomenon is very similar to the human world. Everyone is like a leaf, a lotus, only one life, only one flower. Although I look at it every day, the prosperity of the full pond is still there, but it is no longer the one of yesterday.

The Buddha said, "The lotus flower in the world has only a few dozen petals, but the lotus flower in the sky has hundreds of petals, and the lotus flower in the Pure Land has more than 1,000 petals." "It is said that there are lotus and thousand-petal lotus. I haven't seen any of these, so if I have the chance, I'll definitely take a good look.

A pool of turquoise green, with leaves and leaves connected. Lotus arrows generally stand in the middle of it. Its spirit is to absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

Du Wei had swam in the lotus pond in his childhood, and knew that the lotus stalk was covered with many small thorns, and if he was not careful, he would stab the flesh. When I saw the farmers digging lotus roots in the mud, I knew the hardships of life. Who in this world can easily live? Many people have worked hard all their lives and are burdened by things, and they cannot be liberated, let alone any spiritual transcendence and soul exaltation. It can be said that the pursuit of spiritual freedom and soul purification is an extremely luxurious thing.

He thought that the so-called Zen is nothing more than surpassing oneself in the quagmire of reality, and letting the soul bloom into a quiet lotus.

In fact, Du Wei is also a person who loves lotus, and especially loves morning lotus, and always has good sentences.

The Lingbo fairy went down to the mortal world and drank the jade dew with tears.

Bathing in the clouds and overflowing with brilliance, the pink cheeks are delicate and beautiful.

A glimpse of affection, this life turns into a lotus.

Zimo Hongchen misses each other from afar, and there is no fate in the past and this life.

The sun is shining in the early morning, and the lotus pond is also very bright. The lotus pond in May is exceptionally quiet. As usual, walk along the gravel path of weeping willows and incense, and peek through the gaps in the willow silk to see the lotus pool. Large areas of the place are just green, no longer thousands of flowers, no longer extremely luxurious, only one is occasionally found.

The lotus flowers are becoming more and more rare, but each one is extraordinarily large, holding petals with a diameter of nearly 30 centimeters, and it feels extremely amazing. Suddenly, there was a sense of holiness. The lotus flower is noble and straight, such as snow balls, like rouge, thin powder, like clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving. White with pink, pink with red. Ling Bo walked slightly, delicate and delicate.

Du Wei unconsciously remembered that when he was demoted to Lingnan, he saw the woman in the south of the Yangtze River, wading into the river to pick hibiscus. A boat, a boat, a person, a hat, carrying wine, playing the piano. The faint fragrance is in the heart, and the lotus lotus on the river is blooming beautifully. On the shore, the orchid pavilions, small bridges and winding paths, carved railings and jade masonry. There are distant songs, there are faint piano sounds, there are slightly drunk wines, and there are jade people like hibiscus. Shake the boat to the depths of the lotus, chant poems, give words, and forget the world.

The lake is very large, just like the West Lake in Hangzhou, "the lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red." "It's best to be Dongting," Urakami lotus peanut purple smoke, Wu Ji wine shop close to the boat. It will also wrap fish and crabs in lotus leaves, and the old and dead rivers and lakes will not complain about the sky. "It's best to take a grasshopper boat on the Mengdong River," strayed into the depths of the lotus flower. Fighting, fighting, startling a shoal of gulls and herons. "It's best to be layer after layer, layer upon layer, stack upon layer, "Hearing the song, I feel that someone is coming", Qiang Guan is clear, Lingge is night, and fishing for lotus babies.

Peasant women and girls carried baskets made of bamboo strips and went to the lake to pick lotus flowers. The milky white lotus seeds, the blue and black shells, exude a faint fragrance. The lotus canopy stretches up from among the lotus leaves, tilting its head, facing one side, sensual, full, full.

Ten thousand acres of lotus, ten miles of fragrant wind. Outside the wine flag, the sky of the boat is drawn, a lake is shaken, and people on both sides of the strait are drunk. It is said that there are 10,000 acres of lotus ponds in many places in the south. Du Wei loves to travel, indulge in the mountains and rivers, travel through 10,000 acres of lotus ponds in the south, and enjoy the blooming of thousands of lotuses, what a spectacular it is.

Between the thousands of layers of lotus leaves, looking back, amazing. The one that blooms the most brightens the eyes and the heart. These huge lotus, with the word "desperate" is the most appropriate. It seems that fanatical love wants to burn with life, just like Zhang Cambodia in front of him, Zhang Daren loves Lian. It's thrilling!

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At this point, Du Wei seems to have understood Zhang Cambodia's "Love Lotus"......

Du Wei seemed to be saying to the little white lotus: You are the green lotus in front of the Buddha, not for excess, not for incense, just to meet him in the red dust. When you were young and ignorant, you ended your life. You are lonely, independent of the lotus, and when he approaches, your heart suddenly moves, and you suddenly call his name softly.

A little closer, a little closer! Your face will be crimson, and you will be the most delicate one. The figure swayed. I'm afraid he won't be able to see you, I'm afraid I'll miss it on this most beautiful summer morning. The sun is just right, the time is just right, and you are just right.

You say that you are the mark of his past life, and he is the mystery of your present life. In this life, you only want to bloom a beautiful lotus for him. Hiding the pain in the bottom of my heart, the silent pain, the burning love, the fiery love, and the thrilling lovesickness are all hidden in the calm smile and calm demeanor......