Really can't understand.
The profound meaning of 100 thousand buddhas
Really can't understand.
The night when the bodhi tree roared in the wind.
The power of a hundred thousand buddhas makes a lion roar together?
Really can't understand.
Above the snow line
The sixth Dalai Lama
With beautiful poems
Show a good life
Really can't understand.
Qinghai Lake
Shengren Cangyang Jiacuo
Singing beautiful love songs
Sneak away?
But at least I believe
That day over the snowy area.
There is no cloudy day
At least I believe
Qinghai lake that day
There is indeed a very happy shepherd.
Above the snow line in Wan Li, there is a blue sky.
A real singer
* * * drank a bowl of highland barley wine.
2 1 century streets of Xining.
I can't see anymore.
That one hundred male yaks
Drooping testicles and running hoofprint.
2 1 century streets of Xining.
The poet Chang Yao passed away.
His last masterpiece when he fell from a tall building.
Enough for all real singers.
Die completely
So, today
At Ta 'er Temple
On the shore of Qinghai Lake
Above the snow line
Who can be a real watchman?
Keep the same posture.
Speak quietly like the wind.
2001May 25th Lanzhou
2. Walking in Xining in heavy snow
Walking in Xining in heavy snow
In the snow
You can see
Honest and dishonest people
Are moving in the same direction.
In the snow
Some heroes began to stay up all night.
Some wine bowls
Still fall into a heroic posture.
And some yaks.
Can't walk in again.
Under the heavy snow rendering
Xining, it's getting blurred.
At this moment
You can only see
Some stories are circulating on the ground.
Some beliefs are gradually emerging.
Some people are going to cross the city.
be a bit cold
Finally condensed into the color of the sky.
In the snow
Walk through Xining
In the snow
If you see
The poet's eyes
Gradually above the snow line.
Then, please believe.
His life at this time
It's slipping.
2002165438+125 October Lanzhou
3. Night and dawn cross Xining?
. 1 .
Along a road leading to a high place
Towards the plateau
Xining ancient city Li
A poet has gone far.
Some nights are no longer pure.
A thunderstorm
Ready to go
Deep in the shade
Who can really be ecstatic?
Night came as scheduled.
At midnight
The auspicious glass began to shine.
Flying mind
It's starting to dawn.
. 2 .
Beside a mountain shaped like a kite.
That ancient temple
The mystery remains in the towering old trees.
An old Lama with lofty morality.
In the eternal cycle of loneliness
Mystery remains the same
And that tame old horse
Four hooves bound by money
Never step on your loud voice again.
You can only call.
Distant lover
At this time, it began to hail.
On the grass where we hiked.
Sprinkle a long-lost passion
. 3 .
I don't know the afterbirth of philosopher Zong Kaba.
How auspicious it is to land on the earth
I don't know people who live in Qinghai land.
Do you remember?
Princess of Tang dynasty
The mood when I walked through Xining
I don't know the loving mother of the Panchen Lama
Is it as healthy as before?
At Ta 'er Temple
Pray devoutly
Under the bodhi tree, a hundred thousand buddhas sang together.
My mother has been ill for a long time.
In the wanderer's wish
Solemn and beautiful as a cloud on the horizon.
July 2003 1-3 Lanzhou
4. In the afternoon, approach Ta 'er Temple.
In the afternoon, close to Ta 'er Temple.
The plateau remained silent.
Jinding is still brilliant.
A ray of sunshine has tilted.
Bodhi has withered.
The Buddha is already in nirvana.
I know
Prayer needs sincerity.
And worship is just a form.
Near afternoon
Close to Ta 'er Temple in the afternoon.
I seem to be close to my old mother.
All the blessings are gone.
Stay in your heart
Only dull memories.
Some snowflakes are flashing in the distance.
Some lights are blooming around.
Xining jietou
Winter has arrived.
Tonight near the plateau
But I can't get close.
All the poverty attached to the body
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Where I can see you.
My eyes are with you.
Where I can't see you
My heart is with you.