Mind is Bodhi meditation, and I have read several books.
Once you understand the Buddha, you can cross the fate of the Buddha to the world of mortals.
Night wine
I was sleepless all night and drunk.
Self-pity is a carefree guest after waking up, afraid to ask you the wrong question in the cup.
worry
Smoke locks how cold the sunset is, and the wind shakes the clouds.
Ordinary individual travelers, loneliness has two ends.
The two cats by the bridge have feelings and ideas.
Qingshiqiao welcomes guests, and the fate is with the wind.
Mo Yan's flowers are still the same, and he is afraid that the rest of his life will be different.
Winter solstice
Today, the world is getting longer, the cold is getting deeper and the grass is frosted.
Although there is no wind or willow in the yard, there is the smell of wintersweet in the garden.
life
A bowl of green tea is very Zen, not sad or happy.
Idle to count passers-by, drunk to see the cold year.
Winter rain
Cold rain drizzles into the cold night, and turbid wine comforts the soul.
Put aside trifles and stir up sad tears.
Send it to a poetry friend
The poet's friend has been in poor health recently, so he drank turbid wine remotely to drive away the cold.
Let him get his hands on the world of mortals, his eyes will be carefree and his heart will be broad.
Heyou poetry
The yard is full of plum blossoms to entertain guests, and the fragrance is floating on the skirt.
There is a beautiful saying in Mo Wen's poem that there is no vulgar sound in the wine.
snow
All night in bloom, ten thousand branches danced in the wind to show off their beauty.
Could it be that this is Penglai guest, and people don't know when it falls?
Send a friend away
The drizzle is falling all over the ground, and the north wind knows that the night is cold.
Diligently pour turbid wine to send home guests, and the home will be safe.
Ye Si
At night, the west wind is getting colder and the leaves are rustling all over the ground.
There is nowhere to send your worries, and the world is wide.
Idle interest
Relax in the afternoon and have a cup of tea in your spare time.
My heart floats with the sunset, writing about youth.
Reflections on the Day of Public Sacrifice
It's hard to prosecute after soul trauma, blood stains and numerous crimes.
Don't forget the scourge of China people's suffering on the day of public sacrifice to the dead.
Unnecessary worry
The flute is a song to send leisure worries, and loneliness is not free.
Excuse me, is there a bright moon in the world of mortals?
prisoner
The heart has an inch to look at the distance, why not lock the skin in the quiet room?
Who knows the suffering of the world of mortals, the fundus has been heartbroken for no reason.
Beautiful images and lingering fragrance
Flute melodious, smiling to the distance.
How many people want to see a piece of incense where Diane hangs out?
Idle interest
Drunk dancing, cool breeze, crazy songs and slanting moon.
The past is far away and things are idle.
snow
Joan fluttered down the Yaotai, and Wanshu Qian Shan opened the second.
It seems that Dongfeng knows what I want, and all the love is waiting for you.
Ye Si
Dogs bark at night, stepping through the snow to usher in another spring.
I want to ask where to send the floating life, and I miss you several times in my dream.