Columns resist the wind

Wei Wei Xiaofeng, ambitious in my chest, Lingyunxi, rushing to the sky in Han, vast, not seen its shadow, so Xi, its wind language.

Melt in the water, the stormy waves, into the peak, scrape the bones and cut off, whine, its wind is far away, it is unfathomable.

The wind and clouds suddenly rise, the thunder bursts, the clouds surge, the wind and the water rise, gather the spirits, the ancestor of all things, the blessings, the rain and dew are chased.

With the wind, the world is scattered, and the columns, the son seeks the wind and rain, praise, what I want, praise and call, and the reason exists.

The breeze is fluttering, drunk and intoxicated, passing by, time is no more, dreamy, who blows the heart wind, foam, and goes with the wind.

Wind to thoughts, sad for Yi, Lu Yuexi, ask you why you are suffering, scorching waves, the sun shines my heart, heaven and earth, love silk entanglement.

The spirit resists the heavenly wind, the Tao can be clearly spoken, the heart is understood, the wind is incarnated, the soul is born, the origin of the universe, the life of things, and the place of the universe.

The realm is empty, the beauty does not exist, because of the evil, the ugly has no analogy, because of the good, the world and the beauty exist, the good and the evil are transformed by the wind.

The source of the wind is ten thousand, the avenue is eternal, eternal, in the chaos, the emperor is the first, the beginning of Hongmeng, in the wind, seeking the Tao and asking the ancestors.

17 June 2016

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