The Buddha said: Why should life be full of sorrows, and a thousand clouds of smoke and smoke will be harvested with a smile.
Everyone is a passer-by of time, so why cling to it.
Everyone has a way to go, why not let it go.
Everyone has life and death, so why a thousand knots.
Life in the world a ephemera, blink of an eye black hair for whiteheads, a hundred years of time how many people have?
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Life is a passerby, why a thousand knots
The Buddha said, ask what is the world's love, rejoice, parting from suffering, among which there are more foolish children; ask what is the world's love, how many of them are true feelings?
People in the world often say that five hundred times in a past life, in this life, once passed by, someone once begged the Buddha, let him and the loved ones again have a dust relationship, love and accompany each other through the years.
The Buddha said: Unless the sea withers and the rocks rot, the vicissitudes of the sea become mulberry fields.
Therefore, he became a petrel, and after many hardships, he filled the sea, in exchange for an encounter between her and her in this life, a dusty relationship, but the end of the fate was eventually dispersed.
Most of the people you meet in life are passers-by, and you don't have to be too persistent, but once you meet, please don't walk away, because there is no chance to see you again in the next life.
You know, not all acquaintances can last forever, and not all friendships can be absurd.
Some people, after all, disperse as they walk and become passers-by in our lives.
Loved, hated, happy, these are enough to fill our original pale life.
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Life is easy to get old, why bother
Time passes, who has no choice but to keep, looking back, in the desert dust, how many people can see the vicissitudes of the mulberry field? Rolling red dust, who can keep the strings into eternity?
In a moment of life, the years have passed, leaving a mottled, sad, sighing, and finally a piece of prosperity; all the resumes are also just a cloud of smoke.
In life, the narrow is not the road, it is the human heart; what is tired is not the body, it is the human heart.
There is a road in front of the road, there is joy in sorrow, and there is idleness in busyness, depending on how you understand.
With a tolerant and calm heart, shake the generous heart, look down on the wind and rain, smile proud of the red dust.
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Live well, the wind and rain do not care
The earth will not stop rotating due to any calamity, the dawn will come, and it will be a new day, and all living things will not be able to sink for any reason.
The money is gone, life is still there, only if you don't fall, you can start all over again; love is gone, as long as the thoughts are still there, look forward to the next blossom with affection.
Life is not easy, life is not long, why use fearless troubles, abuse yourself, hurt the years!
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Life is short, and it is better to see through than to look down
There have been fresh clothes and angry horses, vigorous, and finally they have all returned to plainness, blowing away the dust, and the heart is like a mirror.
Life is not so complicated, do not have to see through everything, as long as you look down, look down, you will find that the world is clear, flowers bloom and flowers, flowers fall and watch the rain.
If one day, we really see through life, maybe people will have no meaning of happiness when they live.
The road of life is not easy to walk, when it is time to bow your head, you must bow your head, and when you should give in, you need to give in.
Only by being able to bend and stretch can one's heart be tough enough; only by being able to withstand grievances can one truly defend one's dignity.
He who has gone is gone.
Distant love, why keep, anyone may become once.
Don't dwell on whether the promises you once made were blown away by the wind.
Maybe all promises in this world are just a whim.
One day you will find that in fact, the promise is the most likely to die, and the promise that cannot stand the test is just a blown wind.
People who are far away, do not complain, they must learn to look down and silently bless.
Life is hurried, let go of the burden of obsession, the heart can be clear.
The Buddha said: Life is passing by, why should it be a thousand knots.
Looking at it lightly, the vicissitudes of the world will be safe and sound.