If someone socially "dies" because of "metoo", it is well deserved, but the end of life will still give people the most essential touch. However, just as we should never judge a person's character by his work, we should never judge a person's work by his character.
In the empty room, there is a kind of despair, a kind of imagination. One must be accepted, one cannot be possessed.
Spring, summer, autumn, winter and another spring, why should there be one more spring? Winter, can it be like this forever.
Spring, killing and quitting, summer, lust, autumn, redemption, winter, enlightenment.
All his life, he was the little monk who studied Buddhism.
We always hurt others at inadvertent moments, but not all of us have a master who is always standing behind us.
Master's teachings have always been soft and silent.
"If they die, you'll be carrying heavy stones for the rest of your life."
"Lust awakens the desire to possess."
"Sometimes we need to give up something we love."
"Every time you carve a word, the pain in your heart is a little less."
Life is like going up and down the mountain, greed, hatred, delusion, and falling into reincarnation. When the master saw the consequences of his sins, he prepared clothes for him early; when he was a child, he had never fought, but when he begged for death, he had to make his heart ache;
Here, my tears, clack, clack, fall.
It doesn't matter, at the last moment of passing away from this world, Master also burst into tears. Everything in the world is so moving. In this life, it is to pass people, and it is also to pass oneself. Everything that happens is practice. Good is immortal bone, passion is Buddha's heart.
Why does the master always have a clever plan? Perhaps, the master also came like this. Spring after spring, the former little monk has learned to punish himself and redeem himself, so it is time for him to become a teacher. Teachings are in reincarnation, and so are evil deeds.
Is the world a better place? It does not seem. Entropy is increasing, chaos, sin, too. Love is eternal, mistakes and hurts can only be more.
There are only very few who can get the chance to realize how difficult it is to realize before the disillusionment. It is often seen that the ultimate destination of everything is not boring, but power.
After suffering settling, the Buddha has been watching you from the top of the mountain. You want the Buddha to be in front of your eyes, in your arms, or in your heart.
Today's snowflakes are cotton, floating in the air.
Winter is great.
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