A Zen

The days were turned page by page inadvertently, and there were only a few days left in 2014. Looking back on this year and even in this life, how many missed ties and customers are there? Those acquaintances and acquaintances finally faded away, and those blind dates and lovers finally separated. The good will last forever, the good will last forever, and the good will last forever. Finally, they all become wishful thinking and empty talk. If you contact with each other in the sky of fate, who is right and who is wrong will follow the wind, while the answer is only in everyone’s heart, and the answer will finally be verified by time. Maybe the person who got into the heart still had a sweet sadness when thinking of it many years later, just like that old injury would still hurt faintly on rainy days. Time was so hurried that the peach blossom thanked the Spring red. As for those lost twilight, we can only watch it slip away lightly, just like the fallen flowers in the water. We can only watch it flow away and drift away until it is gone. How much time have we squander in this life, and how much time is wasted? The Heaven and Earth are eternal, and this body is no longer available; Life is only a hundred years, and this day is the easiest to pass. If you are lucky, you must not know the joy of life, nor worry about the sorrow of virtual life…… In winter in the South, sunshine is always stingy. Sometimes I occasionally show my face, which makes people feel the warmth of the winter sun. Soon a shadow disappeared. The thick clouds covered the sky again. The gray was dark, accompanied by the cold air heading south. Although the wind was not biting, it was also cold through the heart. No wonder a friend from Beijing came a few days ago and said that there were as many clothes in the South as I wore in the north, and I didn’t feel hot either. The wet and cold in the south is much worse than that in the north, and the feeling of cold has nothing to do with the temperature. I have worn down jacket for a long time when I am afraid of the cold. s Jun smiled and said, “How will you live if you go back to your hometown? On Christmas day, light rain makes the dry winter wet. Due to the three-day power supply of the refurbishment line in the village at the end of the year, the factory had to have a three-day holiday instead of working overtime at night. I went upstairs to clean the green garden that afternoon and liked to raise some flowers and plants because there were flowers to be rewarded at four o’clock. I think in this season, my green garden is still full of rose and dianthus, coupled with the drizzle, as if spring is full of spring. The two pots of daffodils under the water tower were picked up by me at the beginning of the year. I cut the leaves and buried the roots in the soil. I almost forgot it after almost a year, but found that all the dried roots appeared small green buds, and the longest one was two or three centimeters. The Flowers did not live up to the people who raised flowers, which made me a little excited. In fact, every flower is an angel. As long as you put your heart into it, it will eventually bloom beautifully. I am looking forward to the Spring Festival when my daffodils will produce yellow and white flowers, because I have enough patience to wait. I am not interested in foreign festivals like Christmas, and my friends are all sending blessings of peace to each other in the space. I forwarded one to Mei, and the reply I received was that the other party rejected this message. I know that after a series of accidents, Mei’s temperament, who was robbed of her husband by a car accident, changed greatly. Mei, who loves talking and laughing, has become another person, becoming silent and melancholy. Mei’s heart has been taken away by her lover, leaving only a body as quiet as a sculpture, which makes people unable to bear to worry. She was afraid of touching her wound, which could only be cured by time. But I still want to bless Mei, through the frost and snow cold, may your world still spring flowers. I always feel that life is a wonderful journey. You set yourself a goal and move forward in this direction. In addition to enjoying the scenery along the road, you also need to overcome all kinds of difficulties that may occur. The rugged road is even more tiring. The front is always full of temptation, which attracts you to keep moving forward, and then you run to the next goal. I think people are constantly changing themselves. If you don’t change or learn to adapt to the environment, you will eventually be eliminated. Taking advantage of my spare time in the store these days, I put on those red and white round agate raw stones with yellow wooden beads, 18 beads in a string, there are also eight bracelets in a string. The perfect match between wood and stone reminds me of the poem of Red Mansions: Du Dao is a golden and Jade Love, and I only read the former Alliance of wood and stone. Empty facing mountains high scholar sparkling snow, final forget World Foreign Language fairy strains lonely forests. Xiongguan mandao is as good as iron, and we still need to start from the beginning. This year is the end as well as the beginning. Sometimes the reality runs counter to the ideal. The other shore is separated by the world of mortals. Life is always half heaven, half hell, half sea water, half flame, half bright and half sad. Buddha said: Xiang is born from the heart, and the environment is created from the heart. Heart does not move, all not move, not move is not to hurt. Believe it, just like the misty and rainy south of the Yangtze River, it is as picturesque without sunshine. Everything is in mind and has nothing to do with the environment. It has been nearly two years since I really got in touch with the internet. Looking through my words at the beginning, my words are childish and clumsy. Do not forget your original intention, so as to achieve the whole life and endure the indifference in the early stage, so as to achieve smooth sailing in the later stage. Is that right? My micro-store has been open for a period of time, and the business is deserted. Am I not working hard enough? Not everything is as bad as you think, nor as smooth as you think. Maybe only those who persist to the end may succeed. In the dead of night, the rain outside the window continued from time to time. Perhaps because of drinking a cup of strong coffee in the afternoon, my mind was still clear and I enjoyed the silence that belonged to me at this moment. At this time, outside the door is the flashy world, inside the door is the cloud water zen heart. I brushed off the dust, removed the armor, took off the mask, and became an original me, a person with plain clothes and plain face, a Zen, a lotus and a shade. (The night of December 26th, 2014) Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. 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