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If life is an encounter, practice is a blossom in red dust, warm in all seasons, and amazing everywhere

author:Yu Qiuxue's beautiful essay
If life is an encounter, practice is a blossom in red dust, warm in all seasons, and amazing everywhere

Author: Zhang Xueyong

If the blossoms are fortunate, meet spring in the river of years, if the rain is intentional, meet the river in the red dust, I meet you in life, is it not considered Providence meditation. I walked the road you walked, this is not an encounter, I have blown the wind you have blown and this is not an encounter. Mountains and rivers have thoughts, wind and rain have fate.

Red dust is fortunate to meet the four seasons, with the cycle of life, time is fortunate to meet heaven and earth, and mountains and rivers are eternal. I am fortunate to meet in the spring, lucky to meet again in the fall, the mountains and rivers have faded their clothes, and you are still my thin pen and joy over the years.

If life is an encounter, practice is a blossom in red dust, warm in all seasons, and amazing everywhere

Maybe life is for an encounter, wind solves flower language, water understands stone language, half paper time, half paper shallow. Who solves the lovesickness of the rest of his life, who holds willow eyebrows rouge tears. Life is like a dream, and the years are empty.

If life is an encounter, practice is a blossom in red dust. The wind, pruning the years, the change of seasons, people, self-cultivation, and sages and humility.

If life is an encounter, practice is a blossom in red dust, warm in all seasons, and amazing everywhere

Practice is the blossoming of flowers in red dust, the past is like smoke, and the future is pruned. Give flowers and plants a bright spring, and wind and snow a peaceful dusk. A stream of clouds, a late flute pastoral return, a window of moon, poetry for thousands of miles. I have met the best of you in the years, you hold hands in the peace, and meet the best self.

An encounter, listening to the snow falling mist, a practice, meeting the best self. May you smile like a flower, wait for me on the shore of time in the past of the years, may you lean on a small window, drink the white of the moon for two or two months, and sleep the flower in Jiangnan.

If life is an encounter, practice is a blossom in red dust, warm in all seasons, and amazing everywhere

There is always an encounter in life, amazing years, and there is always a blossom in the four seasons, warming the years. There is no luxury for the rest of my life, a faint state of mind, a faint relationship, just waiting for a blossom, in the warm year.