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Lie down and listen to Sanskrit
yesterday, there was a sudden power failure, and I was tossing and turning, and I was afraid of sleeping all night. There was a "thumping" sound in my ears, like the sound of knocking on a wooden fish. I thought I had misheard it and was waiting for my head to fall asleep, and the rhythm gradually became clear.

Who set up an incense table at home and prayed every day? Why didn't you pay attention to it for a long time? Or was it still ringing in the countless past days, and I ignored it?

brahman, quiet and pure. Van Gogh, lush vegetation.

Brahma heart, pure heart; Brahma, with quiet as its ambition; Brahma, the pure practice; Brahma, pure Buddhism ... Brahma from the forest, every voice. Think about it. It's just a breeze in the forest, or like those withered and newborn grass buds, or even silence like a virgin's silence. The flashy appearance can't escape the common ordinary, and Brahman, it's so simple and simple to mix the pure and supreme realm into these details.

Look at the calendar. It's not the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, let alone any heavenly deity. In the silent night, the sound of wooden fish ringing is crisp and direct, and it's very clear in the cool autumn.

Buddha has the right of enlightenment and the obligation of keeping the Sanskrit sound quiet. Take whatever you want, and raise the devout admiration of believers. There is a floating cloud in the middle, and the hooks stumble across the river again and again.

I was once obsessed with Buddhism and Taoism. I went up the mountain to enter the temple, went to see incense and knelt down. If you pay attention, you must remember that I also told the truth when writing the essay on the dead leaf butterfly. Kneeling in front of the Buddha, not for this life and the next, just listening to the true words of chanting. Obviously, the Dharma sits on the auspicious cloud, and it is guarded everywhere. Good men believe in women and want something. This red wall is not a clean place. When Buddha music rings, you can still get half a heart. Sanskrit is the cloud and haze that stopped on the distant hill when crossing the mountains and mountains that day. It is graceful but breathtaking.

Thousands of people are clamoring, trivial, and disorderly. They are born, old, sick, and dying, and the temples and shrines are welcoming them, but they are still in the world of mortals. What is it to ask for Buddha? What's the use of asking for Buddha? "All are not monks who wear monk's robes. Monks may not recite Buddhist scriptures, but they may not worship the Bodhisattva." QQ signature has not changed for decades, not an epiphany, Buddhism is boundless and inclusive, so we really don't have to escape into an empty door to take us in!

a cool breeze suit, a simple heart, infinite prajnaparamita and boundless happiness. With this Sanskrit sound on my pillow, I don't feel the dawn.