Listen to a Zen song, and the night breeze blows gently. I like to write a few words or a Zen talk on such a night. The voiceless sound flowing in the guzheng is just like clouds, smoke, fog and haze, so close at hand. Reach out, out of reach, the strings are lingering and seem far away.
Zen is a flower, the flower of ignorance; Zen is a kind of fruit, a kind of passionate fruit; Zen is an acre of land and an acre of fertile land; Zen is a door, an ethereal door;
Zen is a pool of clear water that washes away the sand in the world; Zen is a good medicine to cure the suffering in the heart; Zen is a lamp that illuminates the way forward; Zen is a full moon, which spreads all over the world;
Zen is heaven and Zen is earth; Zen is spring and autumn, and Zen is a green bud; Zen is you and me, Zen is you and me; Zen is winter and summer. Zen is a flower.
Chen Yue's "Zen is a Flower" puts the meaning of Zen into the beautiful song of picking lotus in the wind, and gives birth to lotus step by step, ethereal and distant.
In life, Zen is everywhere. "Life is like a thorn. If the heart does not move, people will not move, and if they do not move, they will not hurt; Moving is crazy, hurting the body and bones, so I feel all kinds of pain in the world. " As long as you have a meditative mind, life is full of scenery.
Years later, the moon was in hand and in the sky. Make flowers and clothes fragrant, heart fragrant, lotus fragrant, like water without water. The mood is in Qingyuan, the world is full of red dust, not for blooming, not for bloom, just to make my heart quiet and indifferent in the fleeting time, just like a lotus flower.