1, "Transplantation" Tang Bao monk
Reach into the field with green seedlings and lower your head to see the water in the sky. Peace of mind is the way, and retrogression is the way forward.
Mr nan huaijin called it a thousand-year-old Zen poem. When farmers transplant rice seedlings, one tree at a time occupies the whole field, and when they bow their heads, they can see the sky reflected in the rice fields. It is precisely because farmers shrink back when transplanting rice that the transplanting work will make progress.
When we keep a normal mind and our body and mind are no longer influenced by the outside world, we can realize the Tao. Concession is not cowardice, it is humility, it is a kind of life wisdom, and sometimes our retrogression will actually achieve greater self.
2. "Ode to Practice" by Master Shen Xiu Song.
I am a bodhi tree, and my heart is like a mirror platform. Wipe frequently, and don't create dust.
We should always take good care of our mentality and state of mind, and resist external temptations and all kinds of temptations through constant practice. This is a mentality of joining the WTO, emphasizing the role of practice.
3, "Shepherd Boy" Tang Qichen
Cows can ride freely, and spring breeze and Mao Mao rain can fly freely. Among the green hills and grass, there is a flute and a hemp fiber. Sing at sunrise and clap your hands at the moon. Who is like you? Nothing, nothing.
Work at sunrise and return at sunset, and be an illusory person. There are so many beautiful scenery and rural life.
4. "My retreat in Zhongnanshan" Tang Wangwei
After middle age, I have a strong kind heart, and I didn't settle down at the edge of Mount Zhongnan until my later years. Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation. Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise. Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.
Wang Wei's poems are lofty and full of Zen, and each capital is different. This poem describes Wang Wei's practice in Zhongnanshan. In the poem, "Water stops me from walking and sits and watches Yun Qi" is the author's epiphany on Zen. Seeing everything with my soul's eyes, sitting and watching the clouds, I realized the Zen machine.
If people can get rid of persistence, they can get rid of troubles and get rid of troubles, and they can be comfortable. When the poet sat down and looked at them, he had an epiphany. Now that I have an epiphany, my mind has been freed, and it is naturally relaxed. I can talk and laugh with the old people in the mountains without any worries.