Qilixiang is in bloom, do you know? White, covered with bushes on roadside slopes, accompanied by red roses. The strong fragrance will follow like a ghost without the wind, and also follow you like my thoughts, silently blessing and silently looking forward to ...

Qilixiang after the rain, like the kindness of a bodhisattva's mother, is always in the direction of praying silently for not giving up a distressed sentient being ...

At this time, you, who are far away from my heart, must have quietly moved and saw Qili Bai Jie. 2 ? Hovenia dulcis flower

? Starting from Chengdu and approaching Luzhou, the car passed through the expressway opened by the hills, and the walls on both sides were covered with shrubs and small white flowers. Open the window a little, and the rich aroma will come to the nose. The master in the same car said that this is a bitter orange. Oh! The floral fragrance of Fructus Aurantii!

? I am deeply moved by the beauty and dedication of nature. She is here with no watering, no praise and only dusty land, quietly open, quietly beautiful, silently smiling, chasing and bumping ...

? At night, I sit on the bed and write, and I can still smell the aroma of medicine from time to time ... < P > It turns out that the happiness and beauty of life are as simple as that! It's so natural! Just close your eyes, use your nose and breathe gently!

? 3 journey

From Jizu Mountain in Yunnan to Panzhihua in Sichuan, the journey was dusty and crowded. On the dry and barren hillside, weeds are still sleeping in the brown bed, < P >? Only the occasional cactus on the roadside faces the wind and sand; The sky is like a young mother's brand-new blue coat with white cotton exposed; The sun, burning, pushed open the most beautiful and unique red bougainvillea on this plateau ...

? Occasionally, one or two big trees can be seen on the road, which is like seeing an oasis in the desert, a cool and hopeful feeling. When the car passed by, I still silently miss and look forward to ...

? So is the journey of life. When I pass by this evil world, I long for a great and holy soul, just like a big tree, which suddenly appears in front of me, giving me shade and attachment ...

4? Month

? Push open the window

stick your head out

? A full moon

a homeless beggar in the street

? Wandering alone with the moon

...

? The prodigal son

? Where is your hometown forever in your life?

Moonlight falls quietly and softly,

? Like the light of compassion and wisdom of a bodhisattva,

like the heart network of a mother who misses her son

? Fluttering in the faint breeze

forever ...

? Moon

Please don't forget the reflection when you cross the river

? That closed window ...

? 5? Wildflowers

? I often see countless wild flowers in the mountains or in the wild, and I am often moved, because looking at my heart, even a wild flower is not as good as it.

? Wild flowers just bloom quietly, not bright with praise, nor should they be despised and lamented. She just blooms naturally and quietly. Perhaps in her view, it is unfortunate to be placed on the table by people; Being ignored and quietly blooming between heaven and earth is another kind of beauty in itself ...

? Perhaps there is another kind of wild flower, which grows in barren rock crevices in order not to be discovered, and also covers the flowers with its own broad leaves, in order to avoid the disturbance of bees and cockroaches, but also to avoid the eyes and evil spirits of laymen, so as to truly integrate with Tao and nature.

so quietly, when the spring breeze blows through the mountains, it sends out a pure fragrance.

? So quietly seed and spread the earth ...

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