Kneeling and begging An essay full of descriptions of lotus

The lotus flower is very quiet, and there is no trace of the hurried passage of time, but the soul of the people who have passed away can be eternal. There is an inexplicable admiration for nirvana in me, is it because of distance? I thought about going somewhere, without a single home within a five-hour drive, in the silence of the vast expanse – it had no color.

Arriving at the same place, it is the interweaving of the past and the present. Maybe Motuo is such a place.

In the tranquility it was born again, to fade away the color that did not exist in the past, and to cleanse away the sins that were not cruel in the past. There is the mystery and compassion of the Buddha, under the hideous face, above the nirvana of the lotus seat. I always feel that such stories are possible absurd, I believe in eternity, but I have never believed in pursuit.

Miss. I think my life is about to be spent in tranquility, and it is mediocrity with no answers. The cold wind, the cold character, the hope of dedication to the miss of the previous life.

One finger Zen enlightenment, I fear the cost of bloodshed, because blood makes me no longer believe that passion can be stifled, and its surge makes me feel existential.

I could never live in a world of nothingness. The superposition of reality and illusion is an illusion before my eyes. I longed for a spiritual pilgrimage and an interpretation of my life, so I wanted to ......As I sat on the plateau land, it was still warm, and the sky was almost suffocating.

Sick guest. What she came to look for was sustenance that could pass through reincarnation.

I thought about the domain name I had set up at the time. Nirvana's coffee house. As a memorial to this hope.

I thought of myself sitting in a corner of the library, when that story seeped into my blood from the skin of my hands, participating in every beat of my heart. No amount of harmony may be overflowing. There will be a place.

There is no need for an ascetic search.

When I almost touched Nirvana on the lotus seat. Life blooms in silence with a beautiful brilliance.

Someone has already offered a pro, so let's not talk about it.

In this world, there are too many good things to count, and we always want to get too much, so that we can have as many things as possible. Life is as short as a white horse, and life is inadvertently drained between possession and loss. If you lose the sun, you still have the light of the stars, you lose the money, you will get friendship, and when life leaves you, you will have the kiss of the earth.

When you have it, cherish it; If you lose it, the right should be to accept the test of the true knowledge of life, and the right should be the commitment to the promise of the bumpy life. To have honesty is to abandon hypocrisy; If you have fulfillment, you will abandon boredom; If you have steadfastness, you will give up impetuousness. Whether it's intentionally discarded or accidentally lost, as long as it's ever true.

Isn't the possession of generosity, at some times, also a realm? What you inadvertently lose, you can regain it. If you lose your love, you can find it in the spring, and if you lose your will, you have to sharpen it again in the winter. But you can't pick it up without laziness. Too many desires have become a burden, and what can be more fulfilling and satisfying than having an indifferent mind? Choose to be indifferent and get ready to walk a little bit of the mountain road.

Like a flower, smile like a flower, true love like a flower, hope like a flower, life like a flower.

Everyone has their favorite flowers, and everyone has many reasons to be kind to themselves, and condense the time of their lives into the eternal fragrance of the heart in the long river of time. At the moment of full bloom, it will be brilliant and dazzling, and it will attract all eyes.

The flowers are so weak, no matter how beautiful and glamorous, they still can't withstand the cold rain and the wind in the evening. Chunhong thanked her in a hurry, leaving only full of sorrow.

Flowers are beautiful warriors, although they are gradually green, fat, red and thin in the wind and rain, they have never bowed their heads after all.

Life is the same, like a delicate glass wine glass, which often cannot withstand the impact of natural and man-made disasters, and shatters into the brilliance of a place, each piece is a transparent heart. Life is often like an epiphany, with many years of tears and sweat, mixed with painstaking watering, there will be a moment to smile and look at the world.

In today's world, there are fewer people who love flowers. When people are running for a living, they can't even grasp their own lives, and who will listen to the flowers?

However, please don't forget, O irritable city, that this world is a mirror. Everything is like a flower, and a flower is like everything. Therefore, the Buddha smiled at the flowers; This smile is the whole world.

Missing a grace is a finger of quicksand, and old age is a period of time. /panda/

To the second year of junior high school, about 600 words.