Calm and lyrical prose 1 When the clean snow is flying and dancing, the wind is still, just like stopping breathing. I can only hear the rustling sound and the sound of my footsteps stepping on the road leading to the temple.

Behind him is a string of deep and shallow footprints, telling the heart of the ditch.

Seeing last year's chrysanthemum standing on the roadside in pure white, like an inspirational person, proudly holding her head high, reminiscent of the passion of wintersweet.

I crouched down and gently brushed away the biting chill. I have always wanted to see the charm of saints, so I have a curiosity to urge my heart.

Although I am on the road of sorrow, although I am praying for Buddhism and Taoism.

Some people say it's half-hearted, just go your own way. Why have they seen flowers on the roadside? No matter how clever and stubborn you are, it should have nothing to do with you.

Smile and say nothing.

I remember a monk walking with you, mumbling from time to time. I asked him curiously what he was talking about. He told me that this is a dialogue with the soul, not with the Buddha.

Later, when I was lonely, I kept talking to myself, just like when I was writing. I like reading by myself, so I understand what the monk said. The so-called Buddha God is my own shadow in my heart.

Sometimes we should be kind to ourselves, just as we have always been kind to our relatives around us.

Twist a touch of Zen incense in the middle of the night, and the whole room will have an ethereal atmosphere. I like this, let a person immerse himself in it, put pen to paper and meditate, sometimes close his eyes, let the soul be active in the content, let the body leave the world, and then, bit by bit, leap forward in the smoky environment. All this is just because of a quiet sentence, let me learn to walk by myself in the noisy crowd.

I know that my heart has become a lake, without a ripple, like a pool of still water on the top of the mountain. I can see the smart fish swimming around transparently, and the strange stone in the middle of the lake is quietly waiting for the arrival of the smart people.

I often stand by and watch the water like that, take a photo and smile at my mouth. Behind me are towering peaks and flat lakes. I think I should live there, wait for a thousand years, and never mind the vicissitudes of life.

I envy the flowers and trees in the lake when I think of it, but there is no afterlife. Otherwise, be a tree, be a flower, live at the top of the mountain, live by the water, and kill immortals, wouldn't it be beautiful?

Lyric Prose with Peace of Mind and Passion: Seven Bowls of Tea Songs written by Tang Dynasty poet Lu Tong is known as the eternal swan song of China tea. In the poem, "a bowl of throat kisses moist; Two bowls of broken loneliness; Three bowls of poor search, only five thousand volumes of words; Four bowls of light sweat, uneven life, all pores scattered; Five bowls of bones and muscles are distinct; Six bowls of fairy spirits; I can't eat seven bowls, but I feel the wind blowing under my arm. " Describe the different feelings of drinking seven bowls of tea step by step, which I can't understand because I know very little about tea. For me, tea tasting is just a mood and a realm. A young female essayist once wrote: "A cup of tea, watching the rising water vapor, makes the tea smell around the nose, and the tense heart will slowly spread." She also wrote: "Let's wash our hearts and live up to this cup of green tea in our hands." I quite agree with her, because the enjoyment of drinking tea is in the heart, and it is the most detached and extreme thing in life.

Tea is as clear and quiet as a small bridge. Pieces of fresh and tender tea are mixed with water, and then all of them are released quietly. In the faint tea soup, they quietly sink into the bottom of the cup, everything is silent, everything is calm, a state of ecstasy, ecstasy. At this time, take a shallow sip of tea, let the shallow sweetness ripple on the tip of your tongue, fill your teeth and throat, and you will immediately feel the heart and spleen flowing, just like an empty mountain after rain, ethereal and ethereal. As the ancients said, drinking tea can forget the hustle and bustle, and drinking tea can be quiet. I think that the so-called meditation may be that I have forgotten the realm of life without me.

Tea, with a calm, serene indifference, always maintains a state of being in harmony with the world. Tea can get along equally, from dignitaries to ordinary people. Anyone can raise a glass and drink slowly in his spare time. Life is like tea, there is no wealth, no worries about fame and fortune, a comfortable mood, calm and natural, how detached. Ordinary life, no big red, no great wealth, stay away from fame and fortune, dilute right and wrong grievances, and be normal. Although the world is bustling and people come and go, what we should pursue more is inner peace.

Tea, frugality, purity, quietness and harmony. In the fragrance of tea, relax your tired body and mind, melt your thoughts into tea, and let your mood finally return to an elegant and serene state. Appreciate the true meaning of "harmony, quietness, elegance and truth" in tea ceremony, and you will realize that "the benevolent is Leshan, and the mountain is endowed with all beings; The tolerant spirit in the sentence "Wise love the water, water tastes a hundred times" will spur you to put harmony first in real life and make the relationship between people and me harmonious, harmonious and natural. You will understand that tea creates a quiet atmosphere, so tea should be quiet and quiet. Su Dongpo's words about "quietness" are profound in philosophy and will surprise you.

Princes and nobles pay attention to "the treasure of tea", which is intended to show off wealth, show off wealth and be arty. Ordinary people talk about tea ceremony, focusing on "the taste of tea", aiming at removing fishy smell, relieving boredom, quenching thirst and enjoying life. However, no matter who you are, you can get pleasure and comfort in tea tasting activities. Because the original meaning of the word "Yi" is Yi Yue and Happy. You will also understand that the so-called "truth", that is, "the truth of truth, the truth of true knowledge", is completely natural without any carving. Friend, restore myself, be more pure, more pure, more honest and more self-loving in real life!

I love drinking tea, but I feel a lot, but I can't express it accurately. Let's make a cup of tea, calm my heart in the tea, and indifferent to my ambition in the fragrance of tea, which is quiet and far-reaching.

Calm and lyrical prose 3 Bodhi tree, like a mirror platform.

The ethereal Sanskrit was introduced into my ears through the ethereal wind, as if I were in a quiet deep valley of the orchid, and only that indifference entered my heart. There are so many troubles and so many kinds of lives in this world. Let's look at all the ups and downs in this world, and finally, it's just that kind of deep gentleness.

When I came to this world, I never thought about the afterlife, even though I firmly believe that we are the souls in this world, and every life starts again after drinking this bowl of soup from Meng Po. Forgetting the dust of the past can always make us easily accept the life we meet now. The past is vague, and only the present is the most real.

How difficult is it for us to be ourselves easily in this rough world of mortals? There are many temptations in the world, which will always make us lose our true feelings, make us become people we are no longer familiar with, and finally become jokes in people's mouths. To be yourself is to wake up from temptation and stick to your inner clarity. Even if it becomes a joke of others, you can laugh it off.

When did you believe in reincarnation? Maybe I believed it from the beginning! But I didn't force myself to believe firmly, but silently told myself that even if there is an afterlife, I should live well in the present and live up to that brand-new life, right? Living in a fast-paced era, we always live our own lives in a panic, never thinking about slowing down and enjoying the gentleness of life, so there will always be some anxiety around us.

However, the water is flowing, and the beauty of life is actually in that silence. Do not believe, when you calm down, listen to the sound of birds singing, smell the fragrance of flowers blooming, reach out and touch the joy of rain falling on your fingers, you will find that everything is still so beautiful, why should it be so indifferent? It may be simple to discover the beauty of life, but few people can stop to hurry and enjoy the unique gentleness and beauty.

In the emotional world, we always make a fatal mistake. We give all the gentle sunshine to strangers, but leave the sharpness and coldness to the people we love the most. Let yourself be constantly troubled and depressed, and enjoy the warmth brought by intimate relationships. So, have we ever thought that maybe the person we love most just wants to talk to you, but you pour all the bad emotions on him. How can he stand it? How can you enjoy that kind of intimacy?

Any continuation of feelings needs a calm state of mind, so that each other can enjoy the sweetness and warmth of that emotion. When you encounter anything, your first reaction is to tell yourself to be calm. Calm down, you will find that reason will prevail over emotion, and you can handle things harmoniously. Isn't this a happy thing? Why did you tear our relationship apart?

Calm down, slow down, and slowly integrate yourself into everything you encounter to enjoy the beauty, but what will be abandoned will only be those bad things that are not difficult to give up. No one likes to associate with people who are full of anger, so is love and family ties. You know, the feelings in this world must be sweet and bitter, but so what? If the heart has sunshine, it will be warm.

We walked in this world, experienced all kinds of things in the world, tasted the ups and downs, and finally learned to be gentle. And gentle people are the biggest winners. You can try to be a gentle person if you don't believe me. In a prosperous time, only by keeping your heart can you be happy. Do you know what a real heart is? I believe that everyone will have an unshakable answer in their hearts, so follow your heart!

Calm and lyrical prose 4 If it weren't for Indonesia, I might never know what a calm and watery happiness is.

Every day, with children's innocent smiles, listening to their immature voices say "hello"; Watch them play with scissors, paper, stones, three words and lose handkerchiefs like children in China. The sense of accomplishment haunts me because these are the games I taught them.

In the bright sunshine in the morning, standing under the green trees full of red flowers, feeling the comfort of the breeze and watching the children running and playing on the playground. Today's world has given us a peaceful era. I am very moved. I thank the world for accepting China culture.

June is graduation season.

I watched the children put on their graduation dresses and stood on the stage singing the song I taught them-the Chinese version of Friends. Some parents in China are singing in the audience, singing softly. My heart melted again. I turned around and asked, "Can you sing Friends?"

That's a young Indonesian father. Fair-skinned, like China people. He smiled shyly and said in less proficient Chinese, "I will."

I'm a little happy. Then I asked him, "Why are you singing?"

This question seems silly, but it is really a question in my heart.

"Because I often go to karaoke and sing Friends." He kept a polite and humble smile and then said, "I can't sing well."

"Very good." I gave a thumbs-up sign. I know he understands my gestures.

His wife stood beside him, holding her 3-year-old son and laughing with him.

Happiness is my first feeling. Happiness is my second feeling.

They can sing China songs and speak simple Chinese, which makes me very happy. They accompany their children to learn Chinese and feel the culture of China, which makes me very happy.

Indonesian children are smart and lively. As cute as a child in China. Their bright big black eyes sparkled with curiosity about China culture; Their concentration in class conveys their thirst for knowledge. They are sometimes shy, sometimes active, sometimes naughty, and sometimes they exude unspeakable cuteness.

I like these children and the tropical scenery in Indonesia. I like Bali, which is extremely hot, and I like to sit on the beach in Kimbaland and watch the sunset. The afterglow of the sunset filled the sea, and the golden sea level made my heart jump like a fish. Romantic, dreamy and happy feelings are pounding my soul, making me calm as water. ...

I also like the city where I live-Renmo. It's not lively here, it's not lively. Like a county town in China, there are few outsiders. When I go shopping, I can always feel the curious eyes of the local people, so I smile at them. On the contrary, they were embarrassed and responded to my smile awkwardly, with some evasive eyes and some surprise.

Here, I found some friends from China. One is a volunteer with the same status as me, and the other two are employees of Huawei. We often cook together, watch movies and go to the seaside. Sitting on the beach in the dark, feeling sad, thinking and remembering. ...

When learning that Huawei, VIVo and Xiaomi mobile phones are selling well in Indonesia, national pride arises spontaneously; I felt proud again when I saw "Made in China" everywhere in Indonesian supermarkets. Seeing Chinese food walking into Indonesian streets and lanes, seeing them eating noodles with chopsticks, seeing China's hot pot and China's steamed buns, seems to see the motherland. ...

I didn't know the warmth of my parents until I left home.

Only when I left this country did I discover my passionate patriotism.

Patriotic, I hope the motherland will always be safe.

Patriotism, hope that the motherland will become richer and stronger.

Patriotism, I hope that the motherland will carry all people's aspirations and become stronger and stronger.

Days are like a summer breeze, fleeting. My carefree and happy mood every day keeps my enthusiasm for work high. I like my work and my spare time after work.

After work at three o'clock, I came home, picked up my abandoned brush and practiced for an hour. Then enjoy reading time quietly. Here, I have read books that I have always wanted to read but have never had time to read, and I feel the profoundness of China culture. Shuo Wen Jie Zi gave me a new understanding of writing. Those events in the Ming Dynasty gave me a new understanding of history. Jin Ping Mei refreshed my old impression of it.

Of course, I also know that all the words I read today will be what I will explain when I stand on the podium in the future. So I am like a sponge, constantly absorbing energy and knowledge, hoping that I can become stronger and make contributions to my motherland.

At night, the cool night wind blows through the windowsill, and I lie on the open balcony and look at the twinkling stars. Imagine when the Cowherd will meet the Weaver Girl. Sometimes looking out from the balcony, the mountain in the fog, the stadium in the sun, the banana trees in the sunset, the butterflies flying over the downtown area, quietly waiting for the gecko of mosquitoes. Listen to cicadas at night and get up with birds in the morning.

Occasionally, I will take my colleague's motorcycle to the mall to buy something, watch the sunset and come back with stars. At home, I don't want to ride a motorcycle and feel ashamed, but here, I like motorcycles very much, facing the wind and watching the blue sky and green trees. I feel very calm and gentle, and I have an unspeakable happiness.

On weekends, if someone has an appointment, they will go surfing on the beach in groups of three or five, even if their arms are tanned and white. I covet the clouds with different shapes on the horizon and taste all kinds of tropical fruits with complex flavors. The inner satisfaction is beyond words.

If no one is invited, wash the sheets, cover the quilt, read books and exercise at home.

This is still different from the feeling when traveling abroad. There is no freshness of a cursory tour, but only adapting to and enjoying the tranquility here. Originally, I thought it would be lonely for a person to live in a city without a mother tongue environment. Before going abroad, I always worried about how to adapt to life abroad if I didn't learn to get along with myself. I always think that living alone sounds easier than doing. Especially in a strange country, you have to endure loneliness that others can't stand. This kind of loneliness is different from boredom and loneliness. When you are bored, you can chat with friends, go shopping or go to the movies alone. When you are lonely, you can go to bars, make new friends and go on a spree. But loneliness cannot be alleviated by social entertainment activities. Loneliness comes from the heart and has nothing to do with the outside world. Many times, I am obviously gathering with a group of people, but I still feel lonely inside.

But when you go home and return to your own circle, your loneliness may naturally disappear. Familiar environment, close friends and comfortable atmosphere will make you put down your fatigue instantly and mix with it lazily.

But the reality is not what I thought. When I came to Indonesia, my impetuous and desire-filled heart suddenly found a sense of belonging to Xanadu, and my ideal was still so clear, but the rhythm of my heart became clear, without the anxiety of the past, I became more peaceful and indifferent.

Here, I learned to get along with myself. I learned how to spend my time, and I learned how to make my daily life full of poetry. Apart from work and study, I save all my time for socializing and spend it on calligraphy and fitness. This healthy lifestyle has finally ended the greasy life of big fish and big meat every day. It is because of this leisure that I understand that the best way to overcome loneliness is to please my heart. There are many ways to make yourself happy, among which art and reading are the most touching.

Most of the beauty in the world is fleeting.

Beautiful faces will eventually grow old, but the life of art will never wither.

Falling in love with an art is actually falling in love with a life.

The children in our school are all musical instruments, as if they are proficient in all kinds of electronic organ, drum set and piano. I feel admired. When I heard them play The Red Sun with music, I realized that music really has no borders, and so does art.

I have no entertainment on the wine table every day, and there are not many circles to piece together and reorganize. I don't have much modern entertainment. All entertainment is related to the communication between nature and emotion. The endless chirping of cicadas at night always reminds me of the ancient poem' Knocking on a passenger ship at midnight'. Although it is not so lonely, it does have such an atmosphere.

Charming scenery makes people feel happy, but the simplest beauty and pleasure between people is people's hearts. The most frequently heard word here is "thank you". No matter where you are, you can hear thank you; The most commonly used word here is also "thank you", because they are so kind to you that you always want to say thank you to them. In case of sudden heavy rain, colleagues will give up the umbrella; Knowing that it is inconvenient for you to go shopping in the mall, they will enthusiastically take you there; Every morning, when you see the morning sun, the first thing you see must be their smiling faces when they greet you. It is precisely because of these little things that my spare time occupies a lot of time every day.

There is no heaven in the world, but someone can turn the world into heaven. Maybe this is not my final destination, but this kind of life is really what I want. I have a quiet heart and a rich spiritual world. There are people who love me, people I love, warm breeze, intimate friends, and joy and happiness when I communicate in other languages.

Therefore, the reason why you really like a city is not how prosperous it must be, but whether the small place where you live will make you feel quiet and happy.

Inner Peace and Emotional Lyric Prose 5 When the sun sets, there is a faint afterglow hanging on the horizon, rainy and rainy, but the fragrance is overflowing. The pine forest meditates, drinks a cup of Longjing and listens to the sounds of nature. All the troubles are gone, only the flower-like mood is left. Release some calm thoughts. Say something light. Recite the softness of spring.

In spring, every flower's face is filled with a sweet smile, because it is full of vitality and vitality; In summer, every bird's song is so beautiful, because there is a bustling scene everywhere; Mid-Autumn Festival, the bright moon looks so perfect, because everywhere is full of joy of harvest; In winter, the plum blossoms in Aoxue exude fragrance. Although there are no birds and flowers, their smiles are still bright.

Flowers are not beautiful because they are bright, but the fragrance of flowers can also fascinate people. Looking at flowers and the moon, we can know that they are like people, and we can know that people are like flowers and the moon. Laugh like a flower, but it should be as sweet as a flower, as bright as the moon and as quiet as the moon. It is rare to be confused, and you can see that the world is really interesting with peace of mind. Peace of mind is a state of mind. It is also a kind of beauty that can fascinate people.

When it rains, do you complain about the mud on the ground or wait for the rainbow after the rain? When the night is deep, do you shrink in a corner of the room or go out to see the stars? When you are alone, do you feel lonely or find inner peace?

Some thoughts always belong to silence. There is always some silence, belonging to a peaceful and relaxed heart. There is always some beauty, such as a wisp of fragrance, flowing between the lines. There are always some reverie, which starts with silence and ends with indifference. The scenery in the distance is the flute sound of Qingyuan. You can imagine how peaceful and beautiful your thoughts are.

The fragrance is around the fingers, the tea rhyme is fragrant, and the clever fingers knock out colorful flowers. Gently fall on the palm of your hand, and the faint fragrance slowly spreads along the palm. Those faint thoughts, faint clouds, soft petals, slight breeze, light as breathing words, gently gathered, charming and serene.

Breathing in music is more attractive because of the infiltration of green tea. A quiet heart creates a quiet fragrance. Cheng anran. Cheng yining A wisp of reverie, gently winding, safely into an elegant flower, slowly falling. Breathing is very light, just like an instant, I can get close to the cloud wing and smell the cloud. So comfortable.

Quiet, the warmth of tea, stretches the soul. Some quiet thoughts are gently pulled back by the hand of time when I look back gently. Light and beautiful, like a gentle poem, dancing lightly. Music, drifting with the tide, quiet thoughts can always enter the echo of history. Then I broke my lovesickness and knocked out some sad and beautiful sentences.

Music is in the fragrance of tea, swinging around your heart. Fantasy, dance clothes, light books on spring scenery, a brief introduction to abortion. Quiet, warm and peaceful. Clean and soft words, elegant and colorful clouds, fragrant flowers. The breeze is gentle and the white clouds are fluttering. All the beauty, all the fragrance, are flowing in the rhyme, so quiet around, so quiet, take a sip of fragrant tea and enjoy a luxurious happiness.

A wisp of softness passes through the fingers and becomes a little rhyme on the painting. Smiling and smiling, the mood of enjoying oneself becomes carefree, soft and gentle because of elegant and fresh music.

With the graceful wind, pick a piece of new green, write your name, and send it to a distant place on water-blue stationery.

Far, far, far away, I can only touch it with my imagination. Miss is beautiful, so beautiful that you can hear the sound of flowers blooming. Open the shallow scroll, touch the quiet name, and then write down Qingyuan freehand brushwork, intoxicated safely.

Adjust your emotions in time and laugh at the status quo. Between coming and going, I will hide a few wisps of your breath in the pen tip, which will be full of tenderness and make every moment of missing far away and quiet. And greedily enjoy the beauty, comfort and safety at this time.

How many landscapes have you read? I still smiled and said to myself: don't lose face, just watch the flowers bloom in front of the court; Going or staying is unintentional, and it is easy to follow the clouds.

Fragrant fragrance, quiet days, a safe me, lightly say: faint fragrance. Hold a gentle hand gently and put it in my silent eyes. Quiet books are light, and the heart is ya' an.

The Buddhist scriptures say, "floating life is like robbery, and desire is like a demon." If you can keep your heart in the noise of the world of mortals, then your heart will be an open and vast water area. That calmness and detachment will keep you in a flower-like state of mind forever.

In the afternoon, warmth filled the whole study. After watering the flowers, I rested for a while, turned around and picked up a collection of essays in the bookcase and read it. Only recently did I find that I like prose best and am good at writing prose.

Reading is the happiest and most enjoyable. ...

There is a habit of opening a new book, first reading the author's introduction, preface, table of contents and postscript, and then starting to enter the content. If you have enough time, you will read from the beginning; If time is limited, choose the chapters you like to read first. Time was tight today, so I continued that habit. The author Liu is a literary lover with a cadre background, who likes reading and writing. He always touches people, things and things with literary, artistic and historical eyes, and blends truth and sincerity between the lines. He likes thinking and reflection best, and keeps walking on the ground. Exploring one's own life sentiment and true meaning has always been the pursuit of "harmony between man and nature". At the same time, he is also a grateful and warm-hearted scholar, which is fully reflected in the preface and postscript.

Because of "Qin", I chose to read the article "The Sound of Qin in the Night". In the ancient pavilion of Qingcheng Mountain, the author met a guqin master in his sixties. He followed the sound of the piano and happened to meet the guqin master. He understood the guqin master's mind from the ups and downs of his voice and tone. Just like the meeting between Zhong Ziqi and Yu Boya, they also found bosom friends in the mountains and rivers. On that bright moon night, the water-like smooth answer made my reader yearn for it. "Book of Rites and Music" says: Musicians are the sum of heaven and earth; Ceremony is the order of heaven and earth. Music represents the inside, and ceremony represents the outside. This series of lectures on music and life has benefited me a lot. I like music. I was born with it. Music can be my life. This is what I really think. As the pianist said, having money and power in this world will make people feel satisfied and enjoy, but it is all external. Compared with the inner satisfaction of the soul, it can be said that it is vulnerable, and the voice of the soul can go deep into anyone's heart. Even if I stay with you at the end of the road, your whole heart will be rich. If those rich people lose this voice, even if he is rich enough, his soul will still be rich. I admit, I feel it too. In my world, music is like the spirit of life, accompanying me through smooth roads and bumps, taking me over mountains and mountains to various wonderful places, and making my soul fly silently, happily and deeply.

Unconsciously, it was sunny, and a touch of sunshine filled the whole room, smiling according to the flowers, as if the leaves were green, shining on me and warmly shining on the book in my hand. This book is like a piano. The smell of sunshine fills the whole study. Ah! I can't help but sigh that the days with books are so beautiful, and reading is like a duck to water, which makes people feel like spring breeze! After reading it, the pianist and the author talked about the word "harmony". Music is not only music, but also its original source. Music, governing the country, being a man and doing things are all in the same strain, and finally reaching the realm of "harmony", even the best, is the ultimate goal we are all pursuing, that is, the unity of various values. China's ritual and music culture has a long history. For thousands of years, it has led future generations to walk steadily and freely on the road of trudge and progress, and has gradually become better and better through continuous inheritance. I can really feel this from the author's article. As a descendant of the Chinese people, this makes me proud and lucky!

That night, the author thought quietly, savoring the sound of the piano, the pianist, the moonlit night and the silence of Qingcheng Mountain.

In this article, I am bathed in sunshine, looking up at the blue sky outside the window, and my heart is as calm as water!

This article was written on a sunny spring day in 20xx. Although it's been two years, and now it's a spring day, I really want to return to the state of mind at that time, and feel that it is the most appropriate, meaningful and comfortable opening of a "simple book"!