After a long time, Mother Earth whispered......

A dream of life, white clouds and dogs, wrong and wrong, right and right, grievances and grievances, in the end, the sun and the moon are silent, the water has passed without a trace, and the abandonment is just a little obsession.

When you come, you are confused, you are confused, you walk back in the world, who was me before you gave birth to me, who am I after you gave birth to me, it is better not to come or go, there is no joy or sorrow.

Long and eternal, the end of the world is long, and the mountains and rivers in the future, one day and one night, only I can finish quietly.

The flowers bloom without a shore, and the soul falls into the forgotten river. I don't know the smoke in the drunk, and the lights are vaguely cold in the dream. Flowers and leaves do not see each other for thousands of years, the fate of the end of the life dance, the flowers do not understand the words of the flowers, and I sigh alone in my spare time.

Passers-by in life, come and go. Someone stopped, watched, and then left. Passing by occasionally, it is just like a glimpse of Luohong, what branches can be followed? Continue to look for the branches facing south. It's not that I don't like the excitement, and the loneliness after that belongs to me. It's not that you don't miss the truth, and the gap after losing it can't be filled. Don't forget to cherish what you once had, and grasp what you have. What is forgotten does not need to be picked up, and what is hurt does not need to be remembered.

Thousands of mountains are green, thousands of waters are clear, and it is difficult to exhaust this life. Hurt by the king, happy and gentle, but for the king.

No one accompanies me in the spring and autumn, no one accompanies me with poetry and wine, and in the end, there is no one to accompany me to share the white head.

Three parts of spring, two parts of dust, and one part of flowing water. It doesn't seem to be Yang Hua, a little bit is, away from people's tears.

A river and a bright moon, looking back at who is missing; a glass of turbid wine, who is drunk when you meet; who is red in the spring of a year; looking back, who has met in the dust.

Look back, you're eye-to-eye, look up, you're not with me. I burst into tears just to meet you, and you smile just to say goodbye to me.

In the dream, you promised me eternal life and eternity, a couple, wake up from the dream, and you leave me.

You have promised me that the white heads will not be separated for eternity, and I have also said to watch the flowers bloom and fall together. Now I'm alone watching the flowers bloom and fall, but where are you?

Thousands of wind and rain thousands of words, the heart is like floating water. The wind flies lonely and blows the hookah, and the lonely sandbank white-headed kite. Today, there is dust and fog again, and I can't forget the road to meet at the end of the world. Comparable to the clouds, near the ink twilight lake.

Looking at the cold rivers and mountains, the Yiren have been on the shore of the water. The smoke and rain are slanting and surging endlessly. The light rain is alone, and the light slanting boat is along the Yiren string. Acacia is half sad, and the bamboo shadow of the dawn window is autumn yellow. Alone in the dark, no one fireworks alley. Scattered flowers are dreaming, and the sky is cold. On both sides of the duckweed, thousands of sails have passed, and the lonely Hong is far away. It's hard to keep your mind down, and you have a red face in the bronze mirror. Acacia sends brocade books, and the end of the world is full of wind and moon.

The red crisp hands, carrying the wind several times to fold the cold branches, sighing the ice and condensing the jade are innumerable, and the hanging tassels are dancing in the glow. A few trees are thin and fragrant, a messy red yarn, and only plum dances. There are countless white Luo skirts, and there are zero umbrella brands. The clouds are covered, the cold leans on the west building, and the cold incense burner is worried.

The curtain in the purple pavilion gauze, the end of the world looks through the curtain, there is no basis for complaining, who endows the bottle? Independent cangtai, cold smoke dances, and the branches skillfully spit plum blossoms. Quietly entering the screen with the sky jealousy, the jade snow is floating, the ice buds are easy to count, but there is no way to find a way. Yan Xiaoming Mountain does not return, there are countless old things, and Mei Rui is as red as before. I want to freeze my heart, fragrant soul, and the snow falls deep.

"After the eternal years of this palace, I have long forgotten how to calculate time, but that feeling will always be remembered in my heart, indelible, and cannot be erased. The word of love is the most hurtful and unforgettable!" Mother Earth whispered.

Ah Lang and Qi'er are both silent

Silent, always listening to every word and word that Mother Earth said.

After a long time, the Earth Mother said slowly: "Male doll, you go on!"

After listening to Mother Earth's words, Ah Lang bowed, pondered for a while, and said softly......

The sky has a surplus and a deficiency, and people have a long life and a poor life, which is also a common number. However, you can only generalize to ordinary people, and not to discipline saints. The ancients had the ability to redeem heaven and earth and reverse the virtues of the world, or to reverse yin and yang and reverse creation. That is, when the time comes, all things will be harvested, and the desire is weak and difficult to rectify, the ancients had the luck of heaven and earth, and the function of strengthening blood and qi. When it is winter, everything is wasted, and it is difficult to live if you want to take it, and the ancients have the revival of the weather, and the years of me and the people. This is subtle and clear, ordinary and different, and it is not the ability of the ancients.

Danger is safe, chaos is governance, and those who are not brave cannot achieve this deification. However, the technique of returning is only soft and weak. Only its softness can defeat the strong, and only its weakness can defeat the strong. If a person has no essence, he will be killed, and if he has no water, he will perish, and once he gets rid of the abyss, the water will dry up and he will be alive. It is also the essence of the true one, and the one who survives is a few Xi.

Man and fish are one and the same, inseparable from water. But it is not the water of the heavenly dew, but the water of the deep abyss, the water of one yuan. Bubbling and bubbling, frequent irrigation also. The ancient people said that they were wet, wet, and not forget each other in the rivers and lakes, which is their purpose. In the later generations, the essence of form and quality is the foundation of cultivation and immortality, and the things that are not known are the things, strong and upright, pure essence, all born from trance and nothingness.

Although the Tao is natural and does nothing, it is written in non-action, and it becomes a stubborn and empty science. It is necessary to plant its foundation in nothing, to use it for its use, to do nothing and to do something, to do nothing but to do nothing, to stand up and do the way, and to prepare for the whole way. The so-called should always be quiet, often silent, let it be full, and roll it to lurk. That is, when this rush is immaculate, there is a general view of this. Although it is said that there is no action, there is something in it, and although it is said that there is a do, there is nothing in it. Si Avenue is in me, and the big book always exists.

If there is no such way as the foundation, then everything is estranged and difficult to dissolve. Only if you can stick to this way, the characters in the world will have a sense of temperament, a common voice, a subtle self-improvement, and peace is like a symbol. Although, after a long period of peace, the ancient road is difficult. This is also inevitable, of course, there is no blame.

The wind of antiquity is muddy and nightmarish, and it is left to its own devices; the vast abyss, each has its own nature; the upper and lower levels do nothing, and the monarch and the people are happy together; loyalty becomes the wind, and the lawsuit cannot be afforded.

All by the day of inaction, the nature of nature. For a while, everyone is old and old, young and young, virtuous and virtuous, and pro-family, working in peace and contentment, eating and drinking, not knowing the name of virtue, and not hearing the words of benevolence, righteousness, etiquette and wisdom. However, holding simplicity and perfection, let the qi machine be automatic, and heaven and earth are in the same stream, as if they are not taught, they become inaction, self and morality are one, benevolence, righteousness, etiquette and wisdom, do not contradict each other. The husband takes morality as the same words, the Tao as the body, and the virtue as the use.

Let his thoughts be scattered, but I can move even if I sweep away, this is the entrance. It shows that the cultivation of human beings, only this enlightened mind, is also like the red sun in the sky, which often needs to be bright and clear, and it cannot be dark at all, and darkness is to fall into the dark hell. Gou can clear the clouds and mist, the blue sky and the white sun, obviously ahead. If he wants to be born, he will fall into the mortal nest, not the root of the immortals.

Seeing the mind is the essence of practice.

The sky has to be clear, the earth has to be peaceful, the gods have to be spiritual, the valley has to be surplus, all things have to live, and the prince has to think that the world is chaste, and one of them is also. If the sky is not clear, it will be afraid of splitting, the earth will be afraid of peace, it will be fearful, the gods will be afraid of resting, all things will be afraid of destruction, the prince will be invincible, and the noble will be afraid of the land. Therefore, you are based on cheapness, and high and below are the base.

Everything in the world begins with a tangible image and a physical object

It doesn't come from its own. When the saint is the completion of the avenue, although it is ever-changing, it is omnipresent, and it must first be refined from the void to nothingness, and then it will be popular, and the mighty spirit will be filled with the two greats.

The acquired essence is tangible, the innate essence has no trace, that is, trance, there are things, the so-called entrance moves, Tai Chi opens the base, since then the concentration is in the void, the qi is in the desert, the heart is illuminated, the breath of one breath is watched, the opening and closing of the mouth, up and down, the middle palace is retracted, and the bath is warm. When the time is less, a sudden thought starts from the rules, and a breath comes from the void, that is, the essence is angry.

Tangible qi, then there is a beginning and end, a limited amount, looking at its big package of heaven and earth, fine hair, meticulous, no unbreakable? Even if it is soft, it can be the most holy, and even if it is nothing, it can also slaughter all things.

The Tao is void and natural, moving with the sky, acting spontaneously, one with the heaven and the earth with its creation, the sun and the moon with its ascending, nothing and nothing, nothing and nothing nothing. When the avenue is not successful, there are no traces of action, there is still an image to see, and I feel complacent and self-sufficient, and I am very happy; In addition to the big surplus, it seems to be indifferent, and the big profit is like not surplus.

The Tao is peaceful and normal, and the void is nothing. People have not created the realm of nothingness, and the realm of ordinary people only feels its surplus and does not see its deficiency, and only perceives its advantages but does not see its shortcomings. Cultivation is always based on nothingness, and the merit is forgotten and advanced. As for forgetting, it has been naturalized. The man who learns the Tao will advance if he retreats, and if he is weak, he will be strong. Void is profit, nothing is there, anti is positive, and subtraction is increase.

If a cultivator sees more and more and does not see the sun or the sun is damaged, his heart will be dizzy and the Tao will not be condensed.

Only with the practice of forgetting, with forgetting with the refining, it is not a hindrance. If the memory is not changed, it is really a worry for me. Therefore it will gradually disappear into nothingness, and its nature will be gone. Then there is something out of nothing, so it can haunt ghosts and gods, and it is unpredictable.

The self-cultivation of the ancients is not the vitality of the gods. However, if people have a primordial spirit, that is, they have mortal gods, and if they have vitality, they have mortal energy. At the beginning of the start, how could you not think about him and not move the mortal breath. Only those who know have been raised for a long time, and their own primordial gods appear. I treat them with peace, that is, if he does not get rid of them, I will treat them with peace. In this way, there are those who cannot be seen, and there are no ones. The original spirit is born, and the cultivation has a master, and the vitality is regulated.

The Tao is the same way, there is no two principles, knowing the world is knowing self-cultivation, and knowing the external cause is knowing the internal reason. Therefore, this theory shows that the scholars are very profound. Scholars work hard, should be cautious of the truth, good at cultivating nothingness, then the vitality of the spirit, self-return.

The creatures of heaven and earth are also ever-changing, and there is no end to them, and their ways are nothing more than one yin and one yang, the growth and decline of profit and deficiency, and the survival and death of advance and retreat. In the meantime, it is nothing more than the popularity of Tai Chi. The husband's life and death are like day and night. The cycle of day and night is endless, just like the cycle of life and death. But among them, the bending and stretching come and go, the original treatment of the two, there is no difference.

From birth to death, three out of ten people are born when they meet yang energy, and three out of ten people who die when they meet yin energy. It does not conform to the yin and yang of heaven and earth, and is born from yang, just like people. Since the birth, knowledge is open and likes and dislikes arise, material desires disturb and things are many, so they exhaust their energy and energy, promote aging and death, and the so-called moving death place is also three out of ten. It is the number of births, which is not the number of deaths, and the opportunity of yin is more than the opportunity of yang.

There was silence at the bottom of the lake again, and the faint sound of the water flowing was gone.

Qi'er closed her eyes tightly and sat cross-legged, motionless.

The empty and dream-like temple in the distance is also silent, so quiet that people feel a little frightened......