Author: Lin Zhimei, lone poet, obsessed speaker
Xue Xiaochan said in "Wild Woman": A person is not lonely, if you like it, it is joy, artistic conception, and Begonia Looking for the past in the flowers, the past is full of intoxicating old times.
's father once said in WeChat that his epiphyllum will open tonight. Five light yellow flower buds, long calyx like brown tassels. He waited eagerly, watching a flower bloom. Then share it with us, saying that the fragrance of flowers will last for a long time.
It's not easy to wait for a flower to bloom. Sometimes, if you don't pay attention, the flower will bloom. When you lose patience, when you stop paying attention. Turn around, maybe, the flowers will fall.
Tonight the crabapple flowers are still awake, Gardenia A big flower bloomed, Hyacinth The orange tidbits are full of small flowers.
When we look at a flower, we are not actually lonely, let alone lonely. Because the flower is also looking at us, it said that it does not lack sunshine and love, and just wants to bloom its own flowers.
Schopenhauer said: Only when a person is alone can he be fully himself. Whoever does not love solitude does not love freedom, for a man is free only when he is alone.
When you are alone, you are actually the happiest, most free, and your soul is most satisfied. On the contrary, in the noisy crowd, the whole person is lonely.
Greetings and greetings are annoying, but they have to be done as a last resort. There will be anxiety and anxiety in the heart, and you will want to escape.
Therefore, I always take time to travel alone, no matter how far or near, changing the environment will make me feel more at ease. Just to breathe, to meet familiarity in a foreign land, meet a stranger, say hello: so you are here too!
Weiyang day in August, along with the crowd came to Kumbum Monastery . Outside the gate of the temple, eight white Babao Ruyi Pagodas are lined up one by one, looking solemn and majestic under the blue sky.
Inside the temple is a carved screen wall, the gray wall and green tiles after the rain are exceptionally clean, the green glazed tiles in the center are carved with cranes and auspicious clouds, and a brown sika deer is lively and agile.
There are many large and small temples in the courtyard. There were more than 800 temples in its prime, and the eaves of the temple gates were mostly made of wood. The carved beams and painted columns are solemn and majestic, and the prayer flags on both sides soar into the sky, hada , prayer tubes, seven-color flags can be seen everywhere.
The lifelike ghee flowers in the temple, the colorful prayer flags, and the white khata follow the monks around the temple, and then around the temple's scripture tube. An impetuous heart gradually moves toward calmness.
Ashgon's colorful peak clusters are known as "the paradise of soil". Approaching those peaks and canyons that seem to be shaped by red clay, the mountains under the sun are gorgeous, as bright as clouds, and breathtaking.
The mountain peaks here have been eroded by wind and sand for hundreds of millions of years, and many gullies have been washed out by the rain. Some are loose and fragile, some are as hard as a rock, some have soft lines, and some are solid and sharp. Everything you see is a miracle.
Sitting on the red soil, blowing the wind, I imagined that I was actually just a pebble in hundreds of millions of years, falling into the world of mortals, without radiance, and just came to the world to experience it by chance.
put stones on the mani pile , tie a Hada on the temple gate, and leave the temperature of fingertips on the scriptures.
I have seen the vastness where the water and the sky meet, the lakeside surrounded by mountains, and the vast grassland. Leaning on the railing and looking into the distance, the cool breeze hits, and the fragrance of flowers and grasses is refreshing. At this time, you can find the deepest peace.
I have traveled a lot, and the bottom of my heart is like fine sand in a river, gradually settling down, becoming clearer and quieter. The wind and rain in the world are nothing.
Bai Luomei: Sometimes, loneliness is so exciting, and only at this moment, the world will be so calm.
We are all human and we are all alone. So I know how to enjoy loneliness in ordinary days, and live indifferently in simple and quiet days. Can face the wind and rain, but not afraid of hardships.
Liuguang is easy to throw people away. Life is short or long, and it is just used to see the world.
For the rest of my life, I will plant an acre of flower fields deep in my heart. Whether it is hot summer or heavy snow, there will always be a few beautiful flowers that bloom quietly in the afternoon, dusk, and night without stars.
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