Pick up an article #Original Essay #Over the window of time, the mind is like a flower, the heart is warm, always worthy of being cherished. The scenery is beautiful, listening to the endless stream of clear sounds, the babbling of the stream, the sound is like

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#Original Essay#

The time window passes by, the mind is like a flower, and the things that warm the heart are always worth cherishing. The scenery is beautiful, listening to the endless clear sound, the babbling of the stream, the sound is like a warbler, and all things are happy. Small bridge flowing water, empty valley orchid. Borrow a breeze and bloom the anticipation between your brows. Those beautiful things will naturally weave alone in life, so that lonely souls can meet a corner of their own heart and see their own green waters and green mountains. It is like a lamp of old tea, the tea is fragrant, the taste is mellow, the impetuousness is filtered out, and the fragrance of the tea is infiltrated.

The Buddha said: One flower is one world, one leaf is one bodhi. Be an ordinary person and live a simple life. Jing is my ideal state of life. The clouds are in the green mountains and the moon is in the sky, and the clouds and waters are beautiful, keeping the heart and making the heart tend to be quiet. Like the lotus in the pool, it blooms quietly and quietly, and it feels so beautiful.

Heart, precipitated in a cup of tea. The taste is indifferent, and the vulture is clear. The words flying at the fingertips can only be understood, ineffable, and such a feeling is slightly bland but also sincere.

The years are silent, spreading through the sea of flowers. In the dream, we are a small flower in the world, greeting each other: Hi, my friend, how are you?