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20.12.2019 04:15
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That night, I listened to the Sanskrit, not for enlightenment, but to find your breath. In that month, I turned all the prayer wheels, not to overdo it, just to touch your fingerprint. That year, my long head embraced the dust, not for the Buddha, but for your warmth. In that lifetime, I went through the 100,000 mountains, not to repair the afterlife, but to meet you in the middle of the road. At that instant, I flew into immortality, not for longevity, just to bless you with peace and joy. On that day, you closed your eyes in the fragrant mist of the scripture hall Marlboro Cigarettes, and heard the truth in your recitation. In that month, I shake all the prayer wheels, not for overdoing, just for the year that I touched your fingertips, �� my long head lay on the mountain road, not to see you, just to touch your warmth. I turned that mountain, water and stupa, not for the next life, but to meet you on the way. At that moment, I raised the wind horse, not to pray for blessing, but to wait for your arrival. On that day, I set up a Mani pile, not for the sake of morality, but for dropping stones from the heart lake. In that month, I shook all the warp tubes, not for overdoing it, just to touch your fingertips. In that lifetime, turning mountains is not a reincarnation, just to see you on the way. Sixth Dala Cangyang Gyatso, is a well-known figure in the history of Tibet. He was born in the Yusong area under the Menara Nara Mountain. He was a clever boy since he was a child. Gyatso, under the direct training of well-known scholar Sang Jie Gyatso, studied astronomical calendar, medicine and literature, and had a profound knowledge of poetry. The Buddha said, If life is like this, I twist the beads, but I don't know where this inner trance comes from. You see the wind horse dancing on the plateau, the direction of miss always points to where you come from. I still remember the phrase "If you can't lose, you can't lose Qing", it makes me feel that he is no longer a lama, but a sage who guards love in loneliness. Life will end here, but I still do n��t mind being held by the sacred belief on that plateau. The person he loves is willing to guard her to the last moment of life. The person he loves, even if he is Dalai Change your sincerity. In comparison, those of us who are so disregarded for love lack his tenacity and openness Marlboro Lights. Maybe it is the enthusiasm of the plateau and embellished the color of the sky. I always feel that Tibet is a place I will never reach. The sky there is too pure, the love there is too pure, and the poetry there is even purer. It is pure worship. . Some people say that Cang Yang's poems are against the Dharma. As everyone knows, the arbitrary desire on the grassland is a height we cannot reach. Those sentences about love, those tears that prefer life and death to lovesickness, depict a sincere poet , Not bad is immortal, passionate and Buddha's heart. I stepped into the Buddhist hall to isolate the earth Parliament Cigarettes, just to save your appearance and never disappear, I read the Buddhist scriptures, but I can only remember your name in my heart. Please allow me to send the memory of that life and save you a whole day Heart round. |
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