Jiang Shuying said: "The Snow Mountain medical pulse only heals destined people, and the two of you can see that cemetery when you come in?"

Xiao Banxian nodded, and Jiang Shuying said: "That is the cemetery of the gods, if the son can get the approval of the gods, he will not take a penny to save people." ”

All who have come up to this mountain, whether theistic or atheistic, want to get rid of the stale worldly ideas and find a pure place for the soul. There are old and young in the crowd, rich and poor, there are pairs, there are also solitary customers, now it can be seen that everyone is in a peaceful mood, full of joy, there is no trace of fatigue, although their respective family environments are different, the experience is different, but they are willing to cultivate good hearts, willing to plant good fruits, willing to do good deeds, let virtue and blessing nourish future generations.

It's a world of turmoil, with old-fashioned and cold rules and worldly ideas, and of course a myriad of vulgar and trite ideas and concepts. Even thousands of years later, the word "door" is still a barrier in front of many innocent loves. Those men and women who love each other with all their hearts, in the face of this cold wall, can't be pushed down and can't be overcome. As a result, the love that was originally as clear as water will be overshadowed and even dusted.

I am not too rich to know that I can be enlightened in this world, not to be blinded by good fortune and indulgence, but fortunately I am not too busy or too poor to take an afternoon walk and watch the world with great interest. The world of filth is presented from the defiled heart, and the pure world is presented from the mind of the person, and the human condition may be different, and if he can maintain a pure contemplation, neither rich nor poor can actually turn him.

The reason why people yearn for loyalty and eternity is precisely because these ideal emotions are rare in the world. Mu Xin said in his later years: Along the way, I feel that everything can be forgiven, but I don't know what to forgive. As I get older and more experienced, I find that there are fewer and fewer people I hate. Many people, many things, after an in-depth understanding, you will find the difficulties of others, standing in that position and that position, there is really not much room for choice. After all, the real great evil in this world is as rare as the great good. Many people feel that they are very cute just by being kind, and they feel that there is nothing to be guilty about when they have evil thoughts.

Not only does this world determine the blessings and misfortunes of people in the next life, which are determined by their good and evil in this life, but in fact, people have already received the final judgment in this world, because each person has been rewarded or disgraced according to his own qualities and merits.

If a good person deceives the heavens, and the good is rewarded, and God rewards the diligent, I hope that the goddess of luck can carry my thoughts through all obstacles to come to me, and escort my waiting in every season! In the journey of life, my most longing waiting is to be favored by the goddess of luck; after hard work, my waiting is to get a successful hug and kiss; after carefully caring for the green grass and red flowers, my waiting, but they will no longer wither.

The difference between man and man lies in the efforts made to discover and embody one's own value, not in the person itself. Christians believe that all men are equal before God, and materialists believe that all men are equal before the truth. However, now that another disease has emerged, why can't people be equal in the face of disease?

If a person is merciful, then his kindness is gratuitous, without any reward, then he is being employed. Those who are called generous or benevolent are undoubtedly fulfilling their obligations, not receiving their rewards. Nor does justice require any reward or wages, therefore, to seek justice for its own sake.

The priceless treasure is easy to obtain, but the realization of the heart of the Bodhi tree is like a mirror platform, but it is difficult to penetrate. If you get close to something out of affection and interpret it, you will get a revelation, which is incredible. Encounters are not just simple coincidences, but believe that there is a mysterious summoning between the spirits of living beings, and if you fall in love with it, it will also choose whether to be in your match or not.

Buddhism is like a piece of jade in your hand, and if you don't hold a lot of ordinary stones, you can't understand how precious the jade in your hand is. Therefore, those who want to study Buddhism should first understand life.

It is impossible for the road to be without distance, it is impossible for existence to be without contradictions, it is impossible for life to bypass death, and reincarnation in the next life is not to repeat the cancellation of such a leisurely and leisurely life, and this kind of longevity and longevity is finally coming to an end? That can really be described as the suffering of reincarnation!

The connection between life, no one can understand more thoroughly than the healer, strong and fragile, animals, plants, higher and lower, all life, all interdependent, Xu life uphold the compassion to save a life to win the seventh-level floating slaughter of the good doctor may really participate in the unity of all things Zen machine.

Xiao Banxian immediately said, "What are you going to do?"

Jiang Shuying said: "The two of you come with me." ”

Biluo still needs to be asked, Shi Xuejian has already turned away, holding a tea cup, and staring at the snow curtain outside the window. The snow in the sky came into her eyes, and even the pupils were desolate and white, as if she had never spoken, let alone mentioned the blue fall, and under the green plums, there was Feng Laiyi.

The moonlight is like water, pouring down, the green jade glazed tiles in front of the hall, under the clear frost, poking out the shadows, connected with the sparse shadows of the flowers and branches, depicting a silent and brilliant painting. In the painting, there are weak willows supporting the wind, there are sideburns staggering, there is autumn dew and water, it looks vivid and lovely, but no one pities it.

The moonlight was hazy, sprinkled on his face, and there was a misty smoke on his body, his purple eyes flashed with starlight, staring at me in a daze, and in an instant, my god was taken away, and my soul was taken by it, and I finally understood why people called him the Purple Moon Prince, and he was no less beautiful than the moonlight under the moonlight.

In the splendid Zhaoming Palace, the orchid fragrance was faint, the glow was heavy, and Ye Shenyuan sat in the jade seat, condescendingly looking at the deserted ground. Xuanyi Xueyan, two colors are obvious, there is no need to speak, and the natural indifference also makes Qi Zhaorong dare not look at his eyes.

Xue Ying came in a hurry, and she didn't have time to change into auspicious clothes, so she only folded a pomegranate flower and inserted it in her sideburns, half exposed and half hidden, red and bloody, and lined with a plain face as warm and flawless as white jade.

Jiang Shuying led Xingyu and Mo Hua to the cemetery with Xiao Banxian and Mo Liunian: "Son, please go and choose a tombstone first." ”

Xiao Banxian and Mo Liunian glanced at each other, although they felt weird, but Xiao Banxian still chose a tombstone.

Jiang Shuying saw the tombstone chosen by Xiao Banxian, and her expression changed slightly: "Childe, please sit in front of the tombstone." ”

Gu Tingyu raised his head and looked at the many tablets standing tall on the incense case, and the shadows overlapped into a half-thorny jungle under the candlelight, and when they fell on the Gu family brothers, they couldn't even see their faces clearly.

My sight was restored, and I was astonished to find that it was pitch black all around me, and that darkness was of great use to my eyes, but perhaps more intimate and serene to my feelings, as if it were something for no reason, inexplicable, and worthy of his name.

Now that there is a request for people, the little half-immortal has to do it, but he finally began to understand that the snow mountain medicine is called a trick doctor, and sitting in a cemetery at night and facing each other in a cemetery, I feel a chill down my spine when I think about it.

People call it avoidance. It doesn't matter, it's up to people to say it. My life is mine, and your life is yours. As long as you know what you are seeking, live your life as you wish. What others say has nothing to do with you. It's better to feed the big crocodiles like that. I used to think this way at your age, and I still think so, maybe because I'm not mature as a person, or I'm always right. I don't understand, I can't figure it out.

Jiang Shuying said: "Later, you will enter the realm of the gods, if you can come back safely, I will detoxify your friend, are you willing?"

Jiang Shuying said that it was mysterious and mysterious, but the little half-immortal instinctively felt that the so-called realm of gods was not a good place, but he still said: "A word is a certainty." ”

Mo Liunian suddenly walked to Xiao Banxian's side and said to Jiang Shuying: "Master Jiang, can I go with my brother-in-law?"

Jiang Shuying groaned slightly, and said, "Okay, if you want it to be so." ”

Xiao Banxian said: "Xiao Mo, it's good for me to go alone, Wuji still needs you to take care of it." ”

Mo Liunian sat cross-legged beside him and said with a smile: "It's been like this for the past three years, and you can't leave me this time, so heavy as Wujian is naturally your back." ”

So, will you be pleasantly surprised to see that your life in the mortal world is as holy and wonderful, noble and worthy of awe as these creatures of nature? Throughout the ages, people have almost exhausted the beautiful words used to describe and praise spring, all because of the revival of all things in spring, the pleasant scenery, the vitality and the birth of hope.

Confucianism emphasizes that there is a distinction between high and low, recognizes the power of social rulers, and advocates the division of labor. Men are outside, women are inside. It encourages women to be feminine women, and naturally educates them to observe feminine morals, such as quietness, obedience, elegance, neatness, industriousness, ability to weave, cooking, respect for parents-in-law, fraternal husband's brothers, courtesy of husbands' friends, and so on, all of which are considered worthy of promotion from a male point of view.

Civilizational antagonists say that the watermelon in someone else's hand has been poisoned, but their own share is a panacea for resurrection. In this logic, the promotion of Confucius to the world is a contribution to world civilization, while the boycott of gifts to children and the elderly in China is to protect the family and the country. This schizophrenia is manifested in the fact that, on the one hand, they enjoy the fruits of human civilization, and on the other hand, they have to fight against the glorious human civilization with watermelon knives.

The land is a total relationship, full of magic, evoking each other, and the grass, trees, people, and beasts share suffering, all affectionate, all beautiful. It's like a woman's body, as incredible as water. Because it can contain, it can produce. And production is not cyclical and filthy, as Borges believes. It is a bloodbath, a festival of generosity and poets.

Beauty is a norm, and this is reflected in nature's unremitting efforts to pursue beauty. Mirabo's appearance would have been ugly by the standard of handsomeness, and every day we see faces that are good and good, but they are damaged in the process of casting: this proves that we all have the right to be beautiful, and that if our ancestors had not broken the law, we would have enjoyed it - like every lily and rose.

On this winter morning, I couldn't follow national affairs with the same passion as Wang Yunsheng. I just want to start small, talk about my little wishes, and hope that a lover can embrace the bright and bright on the campus and on the street before finally becoming a family, and I also hope that those adults who are engaged in education will not cultivate the university into a "chaste castle", but to see more of the warm side of human nature!

Someone pushed a chair across the tiled floor without picking it up. It's not just a way to be kind to chairs, it's not just a way to disturb the monks downstairs who are prostrating, it's not basically a way to respect things...... When we move the chairs carefully without making loud noises, we will have the feeling of being practicing in the dining room...... When we practice in this way, we are Buddhas ourselves, and we respect ourselves. Paying attention to the chairs indicates that our practice is beyond the shrine.

Of course I love green leaves, I love the products of leaves, love the love of leaves, and love the dreams of leaves. That's because it's the green leaves that create the sentient beings of the red dust, and it's the green leaves.

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