207: Tranquility is Bodhi

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Tranquility is Bodhi. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info meditation is pure joy. A person who can calm his mind is a happy person with the fullest thoughts, the most pleasant mood, and the most graceful temperament. I always feel that whether it is a man or a woman, whether it is an old man or a young child, the quiet appearance is the most beautiful, the contemplative posture is the most appreciative, and the silent expression is the most liked.

Only in the quiet can you hear the sound of the heartbeat, in order to hear the murmuring of the faint heart, in the quiet, you can see the grace of the soul, in order to see the charm of the love, just like the first encounter with the beloved, demure, gentle, sudden, slight, the heart slowly blooms, the fragrance is slowly overflowing, a frame of beautiful and affectionate scene surging out, a touch of heart fragrance faintly turns into the softness between the eyebrows, the joy in the eyes, and the mist rises above the Zhanzhan heart.

In a quiet night, reading a small volume, listening to an old song, and reading a lover is the most beautiful enjoyment in life. In a quiet dusk, the willow tops on the moon, the lights are dim, looking for a smoke-like past, looking back at a young smile, reuniting with the vigor of spring, is the most beautiful comfort in the passing year. By a quiet stream, listening to the murmuring of clear water, smelling hummingbirds, watching fish and shrimp, understanding the mountains and rivers, feeling the breeze blowing, there are flowing clouds in the eyes, and the heart is shining with water.

I read such a sentence in the friend's space, "How I want to become a clean piece of porcelain, placed in the dawn, placed on the way by the birds, let the birdsong outside the window, fall down and hit the sound, wash away my restless soul, slowly learn, to be a person without resentment in my heart." Such a good sentence, reading the bottom of the heart will swell up a quiet, a graceful and elegant, the eyes will present a softness, graceful beauty, trance in person, intoxicated, clear and far-reaching.

Zhang Xiaofeng also had such a sentence that intoxicated me, she wrote: "If you are willing to look at a pink scarlet cherry tree under the clear sky of spring, you have given me the most beautiful show of love, and if you are willing to stand by the pool reverently and watch how the leaves on the March finch tree proudly and intently wait for a certain moment to burst, I am grateful." "It's so beautiful that it's so beautiful that it's so wonderful that it's speechless. It turns out that in her opinion, the confession of true love and the dew of true love are quiet and beautiful, silent, and you can silently watch a flower bloom and quietly gaze at a tree.

Yes, what should I love you, how should I love you? If I love you, I will be stupid and stupid at a flower, because in the fragrant petals, my love is surging and shining. If I love you, I will be stunned by a flowing cloud, because in the light clouds, there are my worries floating and rippling. If I love you, I will also sit alone in a secluded fence and be stunned, because the poles and green bamboos hide my thoughts about you.

I was very appreciative of the words that a friend wrote on Valentine's Day, and I felt that love was quietly shining in his small words, like a pearl in the night, shining clearly. He wrote in the article: "If I have a lover like Sayuri, I will not take her to a place where the crowd gathers, I will take her to a European-style café, with moderate air conditioning, to see her white fingers holding a cup of coffee, with Sayuri's light and elegant atmosphere, and the other hand holding a lady's cigarette, not smoking, just burning, there is an abnormal style in the faint smoke." Looking at her, there were few words, and she was mostly silent, silent under the ambiguous light shadow. This unusual style must be her most beautiful and graceful eyes, and it must be her hidden elegant heart. ”

Really, how beautiful, how beautiful, how beautiful the heart should be to depict such a quiet and faint beauty, how quiet the emotion should be to copy such a beautiful text to the extreme. Women, coffee, cigarettes, silence, men, speechless, relatively silent, affectionate gaze. At this time, this feeling, all the expressions of love are superfluous, and all the deep feelings are unnecessary, because, obviously, love has been precipitated in silence, and love has been dancing in Murray.

Time is old, and the heart is no longer young. Once upon a time, I also began, accustomed to not speaking, willing to argue and not argue, good at not being angry or angry, indifferent and silent. I like the words of Mr. Zhou Guoping: "The best state of life is rich and quiet." "Yes, there is no greater state of mind than this because of abundance, and there is no greater state of mind than this, and there is no higher level of life than this.

Walking quietly under one's own meter of sunshine, being a simple and true self, being a kind and compassionate self, being a sunny and positive self, being a calm and calm self, and living a simple and simple life is the ultimate perfection of life. The Buddha said that the red face and white bones are all vain, the verdant bamboo is full of Dharma bodies, and the lush yellow flowers are nothing more than the same. In this world full of complexity and fanaticism, keep a silence, don't be burdened by fame, don't be willing to be depressed, be a stubborn Mo Shanghua who doesn't seek fame, bloom freely, thank you at will, so, very good.

Quiet, not idle, not boring, but to find and enjoy the purity of the soul, enhance and perfect the soul of the heritage, in the disturbed, bizarre world, with a simple and calm heart to give birth to the most prosperous and fruitful, when the ultimate pursuit of life. If you can't live your life smoothly, then try to make your soul as plump and happy as possible.

If it is not quiet, it will not be far-reaching, and if it is not indifferent, it will not be ambitious. Only by meditating can wisdom be born, and only by being calm can we understand reason. The creek flows quietly and merges into the river, and the flowers bloom quietly and beautifully. Life is in a hurry, when you reach a certain age and live to a certain level, you have no need to gain or lose, and you are not afraid of right and wrong. Only by enduring loneliness can we live a prosperous life, and only by enduring loneliness can we live to the deep flow of still water, and finally move towards the nobility and nirvana of life.

A hundred years in the world, the white horse passed through the gap, when you saw the prosperity, when you became famous, but found that the streamer gradually faded away and became silent, but was surprised to know that Shaohua gradually disappeared. The grass and trees are withered and withered, and there are still spring flowers to look forward to; the mountains and rivers are tossing and turning in four seasons, and there is still a cycle of reincarnation to be expected. Only the age of people is old, and there is no day to go back and forth. The heart is as light as a chrysanthemum, deleting the complicated and simplifying, hiding in his secluded corner, brewing a text, filling a quell of old words, there is a universe in the words, there is the sun and the moon in the words, and there are thoughts in the ink, such as the apricot blossom branches in February, such as the peach in March, such as the rose full of fences in April, just like the long and warm kiss of the lover, the aftertaste is endless.

Everything in the world is deeply embedded in Zen because of tranquility. The long road of life is beautiful and leisurely because it can be quiet. "If the sun is sunny and beautiful, enjoy the idle clouds, if the rain falls and knocks on the window, listen to the wind, if there is love in the passing years, the heart will bloom with the flowers, and if time passes, cherish the past. "Flowers bloom and butterflies dance, flowers fall and pay flowing water, the bright moon shines on the clear stream, and the flower path is dark and fragrant. Beauty is born in the quiet, wonderful in the elegance of brewing, if the breeze comes, send fragrant wisps;

It is true that it is difficult for people to be quiet nowadays, and it is rare to be quiet, as Bai Yansong said: "China is so big, it is too difficult to find a few quiet people." "Wandering in the sea of literature, wandering in Hanmo, I gradually realized that it is really not easy to truly calm down in the unity of body and mind, and it is really difficult to calm down and piece together a text that is neither long nor short. Slowly understand that in this noisy and chaotic flow of materialistic desires and traffic, you need to reject a lot of hustle and bustle outside the door, you need to break a lot of exaggeration outside the body, and you need to gather a few simple and quiet in your heart, so that you can find a state of mind for writing and writing, and you can stabilize a restless mood.

Leisurely, make a cup of tea, listen to an ancient song lightly, read an old book quietly, and write a plain word silently. There is no nail in the book, I don't know the year when the cold is exhausted, walking between the lines, ferrying in the ups and downs, wisps of breeze, sweeping through the heart lake, rippling the emotional strings, purifying the soul and enriching the thoughts. Life is always tasting and seeking, and life is everywhere to realize the true meaning. In life, the most beautiful feelings are to have a quiet heart and a quiet sentiment.

Ordinary days are the truest, and quiet life is the most beautiful. A woman, in the softness of her eyebrows, is as quiet as a water lotus, which is the most charming, and in the gentleness of the quiet place, it is as pure as a silver bowl of snow, and it is the most bright. Gently smell in the time, the agarwood comes in, and the years are quiet and quiet, rich and determined. A little calm, a little tranquil, fragrant in the silence of the heart, merciful and soft in the tranquility of the mind. The inner monologue, the conversion of the soul, is lonely but not lonely in the cracks of time, quiet and not lonely in the cracks of time.

Spring is coming, the water will be warm, the sky will be wide, the fragrance of flowers is knocking on the door, the warbler is exploring the way, taking a secluded path, weaving a curtain of dreams, drunk a quiet, drunk in the depths of the flowers, drunk in the verdant place of ten thousand trees, with a cloud water Zen heart, silently waiting for the Bodhi flowers to bloom, harvesting the relics of time.

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