Author: Qinghe Notes
Enjoy loneliness, appreciate life, concentrate and meditate, get rid of all distractions, no matter what kind of wind and rain and rush, there must still be warmth and love in your heart. The heart is pure, not afraid of the cold wind, and every moment of solitude is engraved in the soul and cannot be erased.
A song of Zen sound, clear and quiet, the heart has thousands, not a dust, the original true, wisdom and clarity, snowflakes falling, my heart is flying, when the bell of the Zen temple rings, the song of Sanskrit sound is lingering, such as in the ear, holding the pen in hand, the story of the encounter, written as a reincarnation of the fate.
The moon shines, quiet and comfortable, every day, in the background of the text to precipitate themselves, idle, with thousands of wind and moon to make the preface, with many lotus scenes, write a frame of old things and new stories between flowers. I accept the beauty of the years, and I also like the vicissitudes brought by time.
Life is short, the years are alienated, simple, true, and beautiful. Life is varied, but the most beautiful thing is to do what you like in the quiet time, to pursue your deepest dreams in the ordinary fireworks, to move forward steadfastly, to run to yourself, more meaningful than to run to anyone.
Life is impermanent, self-cultivation, and being good at calculation are all ways to kill luck. No matter what happens, just keep your own pace, and then adjust yourself according to the urgency of things and the changes in things. In the cool winter of the world, you can repair your heart in impermanence.
Time is soft, the four seasons are ordinary, I like this pure poetry in daily life, the eyebrows are clear, the heart is like water, the meditation heart, the fragrance, the fate of the encounter, the constant encounter, the constant reunion, each for peace. Sometimes, I think that at a certain age, it is more important to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books.
We have been working for ourselves all our lives, you know, no effort is in vain. Life is complicated, winter, after heavy snowfall, understand, look up at the sky, snow falling on the world, cold and warm heart like Zen.
High and not arrogant, low and not humble, life ups and downs, always stick to their original intention. I write and speak, simply, directly, clearly, perhaps, sometimes, to simplify the complex, is precisely the secret of happiness. Ordinary people, if they are, fall into the trough, stick to themselves, reach the peak, and live a down-to-earth life!
Life is not easy, live out of the bones, if the years treat us harshly, we must be gentle every day, how unsatisfactory life is, live happily, the cool world will become warm because of you. The rest of your life is precious, and you can cherish it, plant the years with affection, and provide life with deep love!
When life is in the realm, reading kindness and warmth is the transparency and joy from the depths of the soul. Life, no matter what, please have an ordinary heart and strive to live every inch of your time as you like. In December, in the light and shadow of the passing years, learn to be the happiest version of yourself in the world.
Towards the sunshine, warm forward, life is varied, the red dust is vast, be a kind and compassionate woman, warm to the sun. The deep winter is coming, you and I are, a grain of dust, everyone, will be in the time to lay out the bureau, or busy, or happy, may you touch the true self.
Plain time, beautiful encounters, even if it is prosperous, it will always be the warmth of the heart. In winter, I still like to plant a lotus flower in my heart, with piety, endowed with euphemism, red dust, accompanied by mountains and rivers, and the sun and the moon together, the time of heaven and earth, outside of time, is also the ...... of compassion that breeds in the bones
Qinghe Notes
Meet every dawn of you.