Is there a song that is no longer popular;
But it is always in your heart
Maybe you have never been far away from home
Maybe you have always had warmth
Maybe you can avoid loss
But will there be a moment when familiarity turns into strangeness
And you don’t know why you are here
You have also waited silently
You have also waited in vain
Let go of your impatient and utilitarian heart
Recall the most sincere devotion in your life
Winter is always lonely. Plum blossoms stand alone on branches, their subtle fragrance sweeping the whole courtyard. Time is planning an unexpected snow event. Happiness is always like this, simple and quiet. Just like some reunions and waiting, there is no appointment, no need to be deliberate, but it has already become a scene.
Time flies by and people are easily left behind. Those red cherries and green banana leaves will eventually become a pool of tranquil spring water, planting softness and warmth in the yellowed chapters and writing the blank space of clear skies and breezes in the silent years.
The real practice is not in the mountains or in the temples, and it cannot be separated from reality. You must live in practice and practice in life. Your work environment is your dojo, your mandala.
It was a warm and romantic flower season, and drizzles fell from the sky of fate. What kind of feeling made us meet heartily in the world of ink and wash?
Traveling has no meaning at all. Doing what you want to do and becoming who you want to be are the greatest meaning.