I have 2 pots of money grass on my windowsill, growing vigorously in the sun, and the leaves are fat and large, placed in the palm of my hand, almost as long as my little finger. Whenever I'm tired, I like to watch this

I have 2 pots of money grass on my windowsill, growing vigorously in the sun, and the leaves are fat and large, placed in the palm of my hand, almost as long as my little finger.

Whenever I am tired, I like to look at these leaves, green and lush, always making people feel the power of life. In fact, this pot of money grass was reborn after I cut it with scissors. As lush and dense as the first pot. Endless life, tenacious growth is the truest portrayal of money grass.

I picked up a leaf and placed it in the palm of my hand, the veins of the leaf were clearly visible, a bit like miniature versions of lotus leaves, round, floating slightly in the sun, at this moment, there was silence all around, and my heart became quiet and serene.

One flower is one world, one leaf is one bodhi.

One grass and one heaven, one thought and one purity.