Qinghe notes to the snow to ask the Buddha, the vast Zen sound

Mondo Culture Updated on 2024-01-28

Author: Qinghe Notes.

Listen to the snow in the Zen garden, pay tribute to the winter Sui, life is full of flowers, in the longest night, with the person you love the most, make the warmest wishes, and go out with hope every day. In December, picking up the warm winter sun, in the fireworks of the world, living arbitrarily, there are both surprises and pleasantries, as well as harvests and comforts.

The end of the world is white, the snow falls home, the fog in the world is white, the winter is amiable, everyone will have a place to avoid the snow, the moon is not far away, illuminating the way home. In the north, the snow is falling, the heaven and the earth have become ink, life, but a heavy snowfall, there is a blank heart, and there is a time to return home.

Today's heavy snow, I just wish to be well, the years are mottled, the stars and frost are changing, and life, in the ups and downs of the mountains and rivers, I understand the world. You see, winter is coming, and all the warmth and amiability have been in my heart for a long time. May you have romance and kindness in the days of wind and snow.

The years are getting late, the snow is amazing, people in this life, they must walk their own way with peace of mind, do not envy, do not complain, go through thousands of sails, have a rich heart, return from the bitter sea, and calmly. The heavy snow has arrived, in the middle of winter, without makeup, indifferent to fame and fortune, safe years, midwinter begins, and the snow is ambiguous.

Warm house on a sunny day, I wish you peace, heavy snow, shuddering, starry eyes, and hope. People grow and travel, everyone has been buried in the wind and snow to hurry, no matter what, thousands of miles, may you, the snow fall home, the slush claws, there are traces of the past, everything has not been disappointed.

Thousands of miles of ice, snow falling, small joy in the world, is all the happiness of winter. The love of winter and snow, a unique encounter, is like a beautiful accident. The heavy snow, as scheduled, the warm paradise on earth, dyed with a snowflake white filter, has a blank surprise moment.

The winter is bright, the cold day is snowy, pure white to the extreme, no variegation, the twilight of the world, snowflakes, is the softest blessing and comfort from the sky, light and elegant, beautiful to the extreme. Welcoming the winter snow, returning to the pure tranquility, the snow falling on the world, is a grand and blank space falling from the sky.

Time is like snow, the sky elves, bleak winter, it is difficult to escape the cold, life is a beating snowflake, the geometry of life, can be attributed to, a heavy snow. In the journey of life, you have to believe that there is always a snow, which is for surprises, and I hope you have been on the road to getting better and better.

After the heavy snowfall, looking up at the sky, the endless wind and snow are always more violent than the other, and each of us will encounter the wind and snow several times in our lives. No matter how difficult and difficult the road of life is, please firmly believe that after the heavy snowfall, you will definitely see the most beautiful spring scenery.

The night is cold in winter, the moon is white and snowy, and when it comes to this, it is the middle of winter, the Zen heart is clear, and when the snow falls, there seems to be a day when it is always snowing. The twilight of the year is happy in winter, the sky is bright and snowy, the Zen is lonely and happy, the new snow is sunny at the beginning, and you can get a glimpse of the silence and madness of life, and the whole body is full of ice and snow.

In the cold winter season, boil snow and make tea, after the snow falls, the sky is fine, the sun is in the city, and the snow is noisy. Quiet snowy night, Zen heart like a dream, heaven and earth sealed, all things hidden, a cup of tea, a book, a night of snow, what a great surprise!

Ask the Buddha to the snow, the vast Zen sound, walking, thousands of miles, in the wind and snow, what I miss the most is the warmth of the hometown. Watching the snow all over the world, the snow is frightening, there is a sound everywhere, as if you can clearly hear the silence of the mortal world, the snowflakes fall into a dream, and the bottom of your heart is destined to be a bright ......

Qinghe Notes

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