Ah Lang held Qianyu tightly in his arms, and Qianyu also hugged Ah Lang's wolf waist tightly, burying his whole body deep in his arms. Quietly listened to Ah Lang's muttering......

The green water is worry-free, wrinkled by the wind, and the green mountains are not old, and they are snow-white.

When will I go back and be an idler, to a piano, a pot of wine, and a stream of clouds.

There is a city buried deep in my heart, but unfortunately all the lights are extinguished.

Looking back at the lamp as before, shake your hands lightly.

Words are not sincere, and they are leaving, leaving without leaving.

The night is slightly cool, the lights are dim, the ambiguity is gone, and the sheng song is tactful.

In a lifetime and a dream, a piano and a hand music, a day for a season, a lifetime and so on.

The ripples of water droplets eventually dissipated, and Muji reincarnated in this life.

Thinking about the desert in your dreams, don't spend time in Weicheng. The long pavilion is lonely, and the people are lonely at hand; And walk slowly and admonish, step on the song, people do not stop.

When a thought arises, the sun, moon and stars are gone, and when a thought is extinguished, the universe disappears.

The smoke and rain fell on the bridge, and the bluestone was broken. Pour a cup of the end of the world, half of the flowers bloom, and shine in the wind and rain. The breeze passed through the bamboo forest, whispering. Drink a cup of care and blossom on the moss.

All things in the world, cause and harmony, all things are impermanent, what can you do about it. But I can only smile bitterly, love and hatred are burned, and the enmity and hatred are gone.

Those who come smile at me, and those who go do not cause me to grieve, so what more can I ask for?

The still water flows deeply, and the vicissitudes of life are singing; the eternal yin love is round and lacking, and the joys and sorrows are separated.

Sigh. Die young. Other. Clutch. Joys and sorrows. A heart. Endured. A big dream. Back to the world. Looking for old current events. It's hard to continue the past. Love is thinner where it is thick. The time is far from hating. Until now, things are not people. Laugh with whom you will be drunk and laugh for a hundred years.

Who burns the smoke and scatters the vertical and horizontal bonds.

Spring is twilight, thoughts are endless, and old joys are like dreams.

Thinking about the past, cherishing the flow, it is easy to become hurt.

Ah Lang then whispered in Qianyu's ear and said slowly: "Sister Qian, what I said below, you must keep it in mind. ”

Qianyu hugged Ah Lang tightly, nodded, and did not speak.

The Tao is nothing. Those who return to the Tao with things will get a rest; The Venerable One who has attained the Tao can assist the world, and the only one who has attained the Tao can establish me. Those who know that they can be restrained by time can take one day as a hundred years and a hundred years as a day, and those who know that they can hinder it can take one mile into a hundred miles and a hundred miles as one mile. Those who know that there is no qi can be lucky, and those who know that the invisible can become tangible, can change birds and beasts.

Those who have attained the clear path cannot get tired. If you are light, you can ride a phoenix crane; Body, you can sit on the whale. Something is nothing, nothing is something. Those who know this way can control ghosts and gods, the real is virtual, the virtual is real, and those who know this way can enter the golden stone. The top is down, the bottom is the top, those who know this way, can serve the stars, the ancient is the present, the present is the ancient, those who know this way, can be divinered. People are me, I am people, those who know this Tao can peek into the lungs and livers of others, things are me, I am things. Those who know this way can become the dragon and tiger in the womb. Knowing the image changes from the heart, and by contemplating the mind, you can become a baby girl; With this victory, the tiger and leopard can be ambushed, and with this same thing, water and fire can enter. Only a man of the Tao can do it, and he can do it without doing it.

The power of man has the ability to conquer heaven and earth. Like thunder in winter, ice in summer, dead corpses can walk, dead trees can flower. Fishing in the bean, fishing in the cup. The door can be opened, and the earth ghost can speak. All of them are made by pure qi, so they can transform all things. Today's feelings are non-stop, and they are also angry. And qi is a thing, there is a combination and some dispersion. The reason why I am angry is that I have not tasted together, nor have I tasted dissipation. Those who are united live, and those who are scattered die. He who has not tasted union or dissociation has no life and no death. Guests come and go, and the post booth is free.

The principle of the world is that the light is easy to change, and the heavy is difficult. For example, the wind and clouds must be extinguished by change, and the nature of gold and jade will last forever. Those who are light and wise can be transformed with creation without remaining, and those who have not tasted it exist.

It can show the past in the present, the present in the ancient, the high in the high, the high in the low, the small in the big, the big in the small, the many in the many, the many in the one, the people in the things,

I show the other in the thing, and he shows me in the other. It is the Tao, which has no present and no past, no high cover, no low load, no outside, no small inside, no one in its origin, no one at the end, no one outside it, no one in it, no one in it, no one near it, and no one in it. Incomprehensible, incomprehensible, incomprehensible, inconceivable. But it is muddy, so it is only the way.

The people are confused by his name, but they see things but do not see the way, and the sages analyze their reasoning, but they see the way but do not see things. The saint is in harmony with the heavens, and does not see the Tao or things. One is the way, the non-attachment is the way, and the attachment is the thing.

Those who are extremely wise know that the fruit of wisdom is not enough to circumvent things, so they are foolish; those who are extremely brave know that the fruit of wisdom is not enough to win things, so they are cowardly.

Of all things in heaven and earth, nothing is mine, and things are not mine, so they have to respond, and I am not me, and they have to be raised. Although it should be something, it has not tasted anything, and although it has raised me, it has not tasted me. Don't say external things, then external self, don't say external self, then external mind. The Tao is only one, and it cannot be progressed in order.

Those who are at the end of the day do not see the greatness of heaven and earth, and those who judge small voices do not hear the sound of thunder. Those who see the big do not see the small, those who see the far do not see the far, those who hear the big do not hear the small, and those who hear the far do not hear the far. The saint sees nothing, so he can see everything, and if he hears nothing, he can hear everything.

As far as the eye can see, I don't know its geometry. Whether they love gold or jade, they cling to one color for their eyes, and they don't know their geometry when they hear it. Or love the bell, or love the drum, is to cling to the ear. But the saints do not admire it, do not reject it, and do not deal with it. Those who are good in the present can do the ancients, and those who are good in the end can build the foundation.

Cunning defeats thieves and catches thieves, and courage defeats tigers and catches tigers. To be able to deny oneself is to be able to achieve one's fulfillment, to be able to overcome things is to gain things, and to be able to forget the Tao is to have the Tao.

The wise man who is trapped in the world is not wise but foolish, the debater who is poor in the world is not arguing but is in the throe, and the brave man who is subdued in the world is not brave but cowardly.

Seek things in things, judge them with reason, do them in people, become them in heaven, teach things in the present, learn from the past, do things with people, and be alone in oneself.

The words of the saints are blind, so they make people deaf, the words of the saints are dark, so they make people deaf, and the words of the saints are dull, so they make people. but if you are deaf, you will not hear, but if you are blind, you will not see color, but you will not speak. He who does not hear the word, does not hear things, does not hear me, he does not see me, he who does not see the color, does not see the way, does not see things, does not see me, and he who does not speak, does not speak, does not speak of me.

People know in vain that there is truth and loss in the false gain, but they do not know that there is truth and loss in the true gain; they know in vain that there is truth and wrong in the falsehood, but they do not know that there is truth and wrong in the truth.

"Sister Qianyu, what I said tonight, I can't tell anyone, including grandpa, grandma, daddy, and mother. Do you know what I mean?" Ah Lang looked at Qianyu with an awe-inspiring expression.

After listening to Ah Lang's words, Qianyu was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised his head, looked at him with tenderness, and nodded vigorously.

Qianyu's heart had already vaguely guessed something, but she didn't say it, nor did she ask Ah Lang, she just kept chattering in her heart, hoping that her guess was wrong, and that bad things should not happen to the people who accompanied her day and night.

Time goes by, no matter how good it is, it will eventually be forgotten, the bad and unhappy will be abandoned in the corner, and no matter how sad it is, it is just a dream. What can be done now is to find a quiet place, let yourself think quietly, understand how to do it, so that you can not let the cherished things, important people lose again, understand how to do in order to learn experience, absorb strength, continue to move forward firmly, look for what you like, and do the right thing.

Sometimes there are joys and sorrows, there is no time to gather and disperse, and the world is free from suffering, all of which are willing to gamble and lose. Not all encounters are made after dusk; Not all acacia is that people are thinner than yellow flowers. There is always a distance that blocks you; There is always a floating cloud that obscures your desire to look through.

Learn to lose and you deserve to have. In this world, there is no spotlessness, and there is no chic moon and white clouds. We in the world have met in the world, but we have never been retained. One walks, one waits, but never reads the eternity.

It is always more meaningful to see yourself clearly than to look down on others. Don't disturb the old things, no one is destined to end up for you. Don't try to touch the Songhai, we are all wandering in the river of years. Accept the present, bury your sorrow, let the laughter overshadow your sadness, and let the spring breeze take away your loneliness. We

are all covering up, so why bother to force a smile?

There is no forever, and there will be no constant appearance. Although the peony is good, there is a time to wither. Only by cherishing the present can we go further. Maybe we won't see each other again, but our lives are connected. Even if the concern is nowhere to spread, please let the thoughts and look at you again.

There is no doubt in life, but because of all kinds of temptations, life is heavy. We have never seen the flowers bloom in all seasons, but we have the luxury of looking forward to life facing the sea. We love without hate, and hate without truth. Falsehood brings emptiness, and we desire everything. After all that, what you really have is not what you gain, but what you lose.

Sometimes, when we are obsessed with our hearts, we might as well listen to our own voices. Maybe you're moaning, it's a soul-wrenching ordeal. You are desperate, but hopeful. No one sees, no one hears, you stand there, you stand there forever, until your life is completely melted into the dust, and your life begins to really settle.

People go to the empty building, people go to tea and cool, sweep diligently, don't let the soul get dusty. Too much joy and sorrow, don't pay for the beautiful talk. The past is gone, so why sing bitterly? Spread the warm spark of the soul and soothe every lonely heart. Cut off the sorrowful threads and filter out every drop of bitter tears.

Taking advantage of the night sky and the moon, I stood with my hands in my hands, among the clouds and water, drinking a cup of sorrow and farewell, and in the drunk, I picked up the lamp and looked at the sword. The sound of killing was everywhere, and blood was splashed in the desert smoke. I am not a brave soldier. Under the pipa, I rebounded the blood of the boy for the dry bones. In the red dust, I wiped off the love of the children of the crazy man for myself.

Life is short, and no one sleeps under the moon. Even if you are stupid, there is no need for people to find out that you have seen through it. Defend your city and welcome every twilight you have. Open your door and don't let yourself, alone, wait. Even if it's quiet and late at night, don't let the dust bury your lost soul.

Take off your skin, and your soul wanders alone. The heart is empty, and it was once sad. There is no need to care, a hundred years of pride is not worth a smile at Hongchen.

Looking up at your sky, there is always such a rainbow that can empty your dreams. In the wind and rain, we all forgot to say cherish. No one comes and goes in style, there are always a few messy footprints that betray your direction. No one will seek, no one will follow them all the way, because their hearts are all walking, moving closer to silence.

Many times life is very dull, as plain as boiled water, there is not much waves, just repeating the old time in the new days, we sometimes get bored, but more often, it is to go with the flow, pushed forward by time, disguised as strong in the face of ups and downs, through spring, summer, autumn and winter.

People are really fragile sometimes, but after a long time, they will really learn to be strong, laugh without speaking, and pain without speaking. In fact, every step in the time is an experience and realization, and it is the thousands of mountains and rivers that I thought I would not be able to get through that have made today's practice. There are three most beautiful things in life, the warmth that walks hand in hand, the memories that are as gentle as water, and the beautiful scenery that always awaits you ahead.

In the rhyme of time, spring is still running on the road, outside the window, there are still snowflakes, and those snowflakes are with warmth, such as the blank of the season, there is a quiet and noisy tranquility, scattered and clear, like smiling flowers in full bloom, to wake up from the old dream, with a casual state of mind, walking in the bright season. The years are deep, whether it is the snow under the moonlight or the flowers and branches in spring, there is beauty.

I often miss those places that I have walked through, I was so eager to arrive, looking forward to the beauty of the encounter, I don't have to be too amazing, I don't have to be too warm, just remember your good, and write into a warm scenery in my heart. Life, a journey to the mountains and rivers, a long road, loneliness, or abruptness, are all a kind of self-fulfillment. Walking in the deepest red dust, but unwilling to go too deep. Many things in life are so heavy and tactful that they are unspeakable, so they have learned more and more to understate, to be quiet, to be calm, and to learn to laugh and sing in the ordinary.

The colorful lightning in Ah Lang's eyes, with thousands of thoughts, staggered and wandering, suddenly burst out of the eyes, bursting into the void of the night sky, and a moment later, in the distant sky, there was a faint roar of thunder and lightning......

At first, it was subtle and unpleasant, and in an instant, the sound came to Ah Lang and Qianyu, not far from the void, and the sound of thunder and lightning shook the sky and the earth, resounding in the silent night sky......