Prose of quotations in early winter

It's late at night, and there is no natural sound. My heart is thinking sleepless.

There is light shaking, like a mirror. Open the window and lean over to peep. That's why the moon shines.

The moon is floating in the sky, and its light pours down without hindrance. It's quiet and bright, and it falls on Cinnamomum camphora, with silver patches. The wind blows the leaves, and the leaves move in a dim light, more like the fragrance of pollen.

It's almost winter! The spirit is deep and quiet, but the moon is pressing, and silence is better than sound.

I looked at the moon and the moon looked at me. Although the attitude is different, the meaning is similar.

Weak and helpless, helpless paralyzed in the mud, so you can feel the water and condense. Frost, a solid shape, stores the brightness of the moon. The body can't meet, but the heart can meet. God is infinite and empty, but reality is empty. If you don't meet, you won't come back. Can you have a parking place and let Shui Yang in the moonlight get up and float? It also makes more details fill the lack of memory and enrich the loneliness in early winter.

At this time, if there is a gentle song and a kind touch, then the dream is at the border of wheatgrass.

Covering the door, undamaged stalks and withered grass are all shivering. If a virgin is pregnant at the beginning, she is timid and nervous. It's like having a crush on someone and being moved by a gentle smile. However, fragile and sensitive, just like the touch of the moon at this time.

At night, under the care of the moon, it is still simple. Simple as a silk thread, there is no repeated stirring and twisting action, just night, like an idea, with the faint wind fragrance.

I took part in it, thinking that "no self" was in it, but sending my heart inside lightened my burden. Month, looking at it, it sees the endless width that I can't see.

Loneliness, weight loss, what is supported by broken stems? The wind is fine, the voice is quiet, and the fruit is hidden. At this moment, when you say that you have it, you can have something that no one has. If you don't bother, say whatever you want, there will be an audience, don't disobey.

After a while, the thin fog reminded me of the moon. Month, across the heart wall, such as screen, graceful shadow.

Shit, I'm speechless. No language.

Eyelids seem to be stained with water made of moonlight, and blurred vision is a hidden injury that pulls the heart. If so, the moon, the half-crippled moon, and the half-glowing moon are a little darker. I don't want to say that those shadows block the light of the moon, which is why its light is more organic.

"Eternity" is easy to escape, and nothing "Eternity" can stand the abrasion of time. I don't need "forever". There is a reluctance factor in people's will. In nature, there are really escaping atoms that can be absorbed by the gravity of the soul. At this moment, I can store all the enlightened feelings in my memory. Without it, I can only moisten the content of life.

A long shadow stretched out to the bare trunk. However, all eternal greens are recorded in a non-sequential way, and they all correspond to each other.

At night, in the moonlight, there seems to be more blending. My breath and my breath have no effect on its density. It doesn't matter whether I say it or not. No matter how rude the behavior is, it will become "emptiness" without echo.

Ha ha! I go further and further. I carry it, and the closer I get. Similarity has been clouded by time, and strangeness is like a layer of dirt covering the expression of life.

This night, moonlight, isn't it sound?

Quotations from Lin Qingxuan's classic prose

1. Write your troubles on the beach. This is the most important key for a meditator, and that is to put it down. Our troubles come from persistence. In fact, persistence is like writing in the sand. The sea water flows away as soon as it is flushed, and the source of emptiness is the reality of everything. If you can see this layer, it is not difficult to let go. 2. White jade bitter gourd and jade cabbage are the treasures of the town hall of the National Palace Museum in Taipei, and the size can only be grasped. White jade and bitter gourd are beautiful in jade, moist and implicit; The beauty of cabbage lies in its ingenious thinking and meticulous spirit. So much suffering in the world, the only compensation is a little joy and suspense in life. Isaac singer said.

3, a sunny window, when facing the change of time and space, flying in the spring flowers, there are spring flowers; Fireflies float in, there are fireflies; Introduce autumn sounds, autumn sounds come; If you invade the winter cold, there will be winter cold. Love comes in and there is love, and sorrow comes in and there is sorrow. Anything that comes out of our sunshine window can make us experience the profound taste of life more truly.

4. Open your eyes occasionally to see the world of mortals. My poor body is a person in my eyes. How to say the beauty of epiphyllum? There are no flowers like Aaron. She spit out a beautiful net and caught our eyes, making us unwilling to move for a second. Her fragrance, if compared with other fragrances, is an insult to Epiphyllum. The 20-square-meter-long garden is all over the garden, and the fragrance is still flowing out.

He sang the desolate city in his heart! The city outside, sometimes prosperous, sometimes desolate, the little lonely city inside! Although there are ups and downs, there is always a lonely Taiwan Province, where, before me, are those lost times? Behind me, where are the future generations? I thought of heaven and earth, no limit, no end, I was alone, and my tears fell! In the deepest place, this is the poet's great loneliness and the poet's desolate city.

Memories in life are like small hotels, where people ride a pony that keeps running forward. Every time they turn around, the past will always become a hotel far away from them. All the joys and pains, all the precipitation and passion, and even all the successes and failures are in those hotels. By that evening, we will stay in another hotel.

7. God's separation is like a dark cloud trying to suppress and forget before the rain covers it infinitely. It flows silently in the veins mercilessly. Or have waited too many nights, or to test the strength of feelings. The sadness of parting flashed from your eyes. Under the unintentional blue sky, I cried out my love with tears, and my heart trembled at every level.

8. The disappearance of karma does not necessarily make people cry, but the reluctance, persistence and greed for karma will inevitably make people cry like the sea. Impermanence is an inevitable process of time and space, which forces us to lose our young, precious and halo years. It is a feeling of regret and helplessness. However, if impermanence leaves a painful lesson because of human negligence, it can be hated and disgusted.

9. I really don't believe this is a pain. Maybe my sword has become dull. Maybe I'm a book with its title page open. But when I study the text chapters in the book hard, I feel scared and surprised. I am afraid because there are too many sighs in the turned pages, but I am surprised because there are wonderful unknowns in the later chapters. Knowing that the road you are taking is an inappropriate one, it is difficult to cover up their shortcomings with tiny feelings.

10 I only hope that there is a boat of the soul at the bottom of this clear lake. There are mountains outside the lake, the sea outside the mountain, and the noisy world overseas. But I don't want to pay attention to it, because even the ripples here are calm. I can lie in a deep sleep, I can turn every star into light, I can condense every breath of air into a breeze, all the luxuries are hidden overseas in Yunshan, and true spring floats faintly from the bottom of the lake when there is moonlight.

It is not so difficult to seek wisdom in the world. The most important thing is to make our own soft hearts soft enough to see a petal falling in a flower, which makes us tremble because we know its meaning. Only soft can be sensitive; Only when we are soft can we tolerate it; Only soft can be exquisite; Only its softness can surpass itself, and even when we are injured, we can tolerate our wounds.

12, when the lemon flowers are in full bloom, I walk through the lemon garden, and the rich floral fragrance always fascinates me. Among all the flowers, lemon flower is the sweetest, with thick honey; But among all fruits, lemon fruit is the most sour, and its acidity is better than vinegar. This vague feeling makes me obsessed with lemon flowers. Looking at the pure white of five leaves and one flower, the light yellow was born, and some even drew thin purple piping to let the sweetness of flowers flow into my chest and abdomen.

13, the most beautiful petals are soft, the greenest grassland is soft, the vastest sea is soft, the boundless sky is soft, and the clouds flying freely in the sky are the softest! Our inner softness can be more beautiful than petals, greener than grass, wider than the ocean, more boundless than the sky and more comfortable than clouds. Softness is the most powerful and lasting. Let's open a soft and clean lotus of wisdom in a humble and muddy world!

14. Every time I travel, I always bring a bottle of soil and water from my hometown. Sometimes when I take it out of the hotel in the guest area, I feel that the gray-black soil and water are beautiful and full of strength. The soil and water in our hometown nourish us and make us grow into indomitable men. Even if you are wandering in Wan Li, you can be full of tenderness and deep affection on a lonely foreign night. That bottle of water and soil, not only has the love of my hometown, but also my mother's blessing, has been taking care of me for a long time.

15, sometimes, walking in the dark, the street will become a thin alley, and the desolate and simple details will suddenly rise, and I really want to make flowers. Once this feeling rises, it will grow into the distance with the lonely shadow under the moon, but after the night, I will find that the lost sword clusters in my bag are all heroic and dry clouds, and no one is there.

16, when it rains, I often pray that tears in the world will not fall like rain in the sky. I hope the rain in the sky will not be as dirty as the tears on the earth. I hope everyone can have a sunshade to resist the wind and rain of life. I hope everyone can become a clean person because of the rain cleaning. The fragrance of men with blooming wisdom will pervade the whole world, regardless of the seasonal range. A person who cultivates the qualities of prudence, decisiveness and wisdom from within can exude the fragrance of personality even in adversity!

17, although love is impermanent, it also makes us realize the heart of nature and know that impermanence has its beauty. Think about it. Why do most people in this world prefer real flowers to plastic flowers? Because real flowers will wither and make people feel kind. On the coast of life and death, we said goodbye, but we couldn't go to never say goodbye. This is the biggest dilemma for people. However, life is time, and neither can be reversed. Instead of stumbling and hating stones, it is better to walk carefully from today. Instead of being tortured by yesterday's irreparable love separation, it is better to return to the present.

18 I left Qishan River with sadness, as if I had left from my memory. The beauty that was once in my memory has now disappeared. The taro field sprouting from wet soil is yellow. The banana plantation swaying in the breeze collapsed. Coconut trees standing upright in the country are scattered all over the floor. Even the light blue morning glory in the impeccable environment has withered, getting smaller and smaller, and finally disappearing! Listen carefully, as long as you have a little heart, you will hear the sobs of the river! Listen carefully, as long as there is a trace of conscience, you will hear the sigh of the land! Even if people who dump poisonous water are shot thousands of times, the old view of river water and land will never be restored.

19, his love, his charm and his happiness are equivalent things. In all the places he has never been and will never go, he will never meet strangers. At dusk, although he smiled like an apprentice, he was a gentle passer-by. When the bread was baked, he said goodbye decisively. The singing of birds is a surprise to the branches in the morning. The first light lingers between the repressed curse and the magnificent love. You should be grateful to those who don't care about your responsibilities. You are as good as him. Just be humble about love. If you die, you still have love. If we live in the brilliance of lightning, it is an eternal heart.

20. Creators don't have to blow their own horn or sell themselves short. Painters leave colors to the earth, musicians leave sounds to the earth, and writers leave words to the earth. Because the earth is neither deceptive nor selfless, we can confide in it sincerely, which is worth completing with the strength of a lifetime. In our hearts, there must be something that can transcend limitations and penetrate life and death, just like the stars and the moon in the sky, illuminating the night. Although those transcendence and penetration come from personal feelings, if they are not echoed by the earth, they are not in harmony with the change of seasons, with the rise of the sun and the sinking of the moon, just like the pruning of roses, the roses will die at the moment of pruning.

2 1, beautiful creation is not pruning roses, but going into the countryside to see those blooming roses. If you can catch a glimpse of the soul of the rose, the rose will never be grateful in your heart, and it will always be fragrant. If on a certain spring day, the shape of pen and ink, roses will go beyond the limitations and penetrate life and death! The plum blossom by Xiyan Lake is the plum blossom of the earth. The faint ink is the soul of plum blossoms left on the earth! We are uneasy because we are incomplete. We are incomplete because we are lonely and trapped. If we open a spiritual rhinoceros with the earth, we will walk out of loneliness, we will be complete, and we will be quiet, at least, at the moment of creation.

22. Occasionally walking on the sidewalk, I suddenly saw a sunset hanging at the end of the street far away. At this time, I will think that such a beautiful sunset really indicates that the day is coming to an end. Occasionally walking along a road, I saw the dead branches of kapok, standing alone in dark brown, with a bleak posture. At this time, I will think, kapok has fallen again, and how many times will life see the beautiful kapok open? Occasionally sit in a coffee shop on the side of the road and watch the green light come on. An old lady in plain clothes, holding her little granddaughter, is crossing the road in a hurry. At this moment, I will think that the old woman used to be a girl as beautiful as flowers and pure as jade, and that girl will one day become an old woman holding her granddaughter.

23. We came to this world with tears in our eyes, played all kinds of roles, played all kinds of fake scripts, and finally left this world with tears in our eyes. Walking at dusk every day, when I am going home, I will touch the hair of the sunset with gratitude and say some words of praise and gratitude. Appreciate the lack of this world, let us be alert not to fall. Thanks to the pollution in this city, we have the wisdom to pursue cleanliness. Thanks to those seemingly ignorant flower trees, let us know ourselves deeply. Even if living conditions can only be like animals, people should not be as impersonal, calm, gentle and dignified as animals. In the suffering of China, the reason why China people have not lost their essence really comes from this simple idea: people should live like individuals!

24. I accompanied a lotus grower on a shuttle tour in his lotus field, watched him walk through a lotus field covering an area of one square yard, and told me how to plant lotus, how to irrigate it, how to plant it, how to harvest it, and how to avoid the wind and rain. While waiting for next year's harvest, I think the most common thing in the world may never be known to us, even if it is as small as a lotus seed. Standing on the lotus field and watching the sun shine on the lotus field, I think it is difficult for lotus people to appreciate the residual lotus and listen to the rain, because when the lotus is residual, they will plant it again. Lotus leaves in the field sit together, stand together and interweave in the field. Let's praise the beauty of lotus leaf with some ethereal poems, and never compare with those lotus farmers who write poems on the lotus leaf with years and sweat!

25. Do you also know the truth about running water and the moon? The water has been flowing, but it has not really disappeared; The moon is full, but it doesn't rise or fall at all. From the perspective of change, heaven and earth are changing every blink of an eye; From an unchanging point of view, everything and I are infinite. Between change and invariability, affection is sad, affection is lost, and affection is sad, all of which are born of change. However, if the eyes are as big as the moon, sad, lost and sad, aren't they seashells by the sea? The shell died, but it left shape, color and beauty. This is a bit like what the Zen master said: the heart is like fire, and the eyes are like ash. My heart will always be warm, close, watching and feeling everything in life, but it will be turned into words. It seems that I have a pair of calm eyes, which retreat, fly away and come back to see all this flatly.

26. I believe in numerology, but I don't believe that nailing four copper coins at the foot of the bed can guarantee a happy marriage and grow old together. I believe in geomantic omen, but I don't believe that hanging a wind chime and putting a fish tank can make people prosperous in wealth and career. I believe that there is some mysterious correspondence between people and the environment, but I don't believe that a person can make a thing succeed or fail by taking his left foot or his right foot first when walking. I believe that there are countless sentient beings living with us in this world besides people, but I don't believe that burning incense and worshiping Buddha every year will lead to peace and happiness. I believe that there is incredible karma between people, but I don't believe that good karma can mature without any effort. I believe that reincarnation, karma and karma can make a person rise or fall, but I don't believe that we can rise or fall with the help of a stranger's fortune telling.

27. In real life, we stare, listen and meditate, which enables us to see, listen, stop, move forward and March on a floating level. Usually when we close our eyes and disappear, we see it. When the words were silent and vague, I heard them. It becomes clear when we clear our minds and stop thinking about it. Affection is ruthless, separation is at the time of meeting, and extraordinary is ordinary, ah! Which river doesn't find its way out in the barrier of heavy mountains? If the ideal is a river, it will find its direction freely in the valley; If the heart echoes with the heart, it will be like a sword hanging from the treetops, which will be found by the people who are destined to be. Life is complicated and boring. Creation is a simple and great thing. Look at life from creation, don't get stuck in the river, always think about the scenery by the river. Look at creation from life, don't grasp the sky, but really become the sky.

28. If the picture changes, we see a clear stream flowing through the valley. There is a long reed by the stream, and a beautiful purple dragonfly, flying from somewhere in the mountains, landed on the reed tip. If there was a camera at that time, it would immediately leave a beautiful image; If you have a pen and paper, you can write down that moment. Because the dragonfly of thought won't stay long, it flies away as it came. The rainbow makes us bright, but it won't stay for more than a quarter of an hour. It forces us to put everything down and look up to it, otherwise, it will mercilessly put us down. The arrival of the soul is also like a rainbow after the rain. It won't stay for a quarter of an hour. If you don't leave it at once, it will fly away soon. As long as circumstances permit, the poet will be attached to some trees, the sea, the hillside or some colorful snow for a short time in his life.

The sound of wind chimes is beautiful and long. I don't sound like a bell at all, but music. Wind chimes are the music of the wind, which makes us feel cool in summer and warm in winter. The wind has no image, no color and no sound, but the wind chimes make the wind have an image, a color and a sound. For the wind, wind chimes are perception, observation and touching. Every time, listen to the wind chimes and feel the existence of the wind. At this time, I feel that our life flows like the wind, which is almost difficult to master. Therefore, we need the wind chimes in our hearts to perceive the flow of life, to observe the content of life, and to be moved by the accidental encounter between life and life. With wind chimes, although the wind has blown, it still leaves a wonderful sound. With the wind chime of the heart, even if life has passed, it will leave a touching trace. Every time the wind blows, every step of the years will be so real.

30. I especially like butterflies, moths, dragonflies and damselflies. They look so chic and free, with slender and beautiful wings. But I don't have the heart to kill them. I only look for butterfly wings and transparent dragonfly wings that have just died in grass slopes and Woods, and carefully put them in my own thick paper. For a time, I found that there were always thousands of butterflies in the beautiful Yellow Butterfly Valley, and I found beautiful butterfly wings every time I went there. Memory is unreliable, and forgetting can be beautiful. Scholars are different from scientists. Instead of looking for a panacea to increase memory, the literati let the memory stay naturally, write it down in words, or engrave it in their hearts, ready to meet by chance at any time. When you meet a beautiful woman ten years ago, there will be two beautiful women. When you meet the goodness of twenty years ago, there will be double goodness. When I first met Beauty, I was a teenager. Beauty would meet me, nod, smile, lose my body, fly into the flowers like wings and flee to the sky. Many years later, we have recognized the grass outside the door, tasted the sweet and refreshing breath, heard the sound of deep sigh, and walked through the long and lighted lights in the dark. At this time, we met a beautiful woman again, and the fire in our hearts was lit.

Early winter sentences

1. In early winter and evening, strolling in supermarkets and shops, the dazzling array of goods and fashionable clothes slowed people down.

2. In early winter, on the way to work by bike or on foot, the charming dance and brisk melody in Feng Ming Square are filled with healthy smiling faces everywhere.

3. In the early winter, looking at the orchard with sparse leaves and thinking about the fruits sold by fruit farmers, the confusion in autumn suddenly came to my mind.

4. In early winter, she was like a beautiful, noble and reserved princess, waving a magical veil and sending cold winds.

In early winter, maple leaves are all red, a gust of wind blows, leaves fall like petals, and the confused autumn is quietly moving forward with a little sadness and helplessness.

6. The spring morning is warm, the summer morning is warm, and the autumn morning is quiet. What about winter?

7. In winter, mixed with the confusion of autumn, I came to the countryside, drove into the city, and walked into you, me and him.

8. Winter, the last season of the four seasons, is the most promising season for next year.

9. Winter is coming, and the cold current is coming. The goose feather-like snow is flying all over the sky, and the whole world is covered with a white coat.

10. In winter, I often hold a handful of sunshine, then let go of my fingers and watch it fall to the ground like gold. I have no gold, only sunshine. I have golden sunshine, and more golden sunshine, baby. My gold.

1 1. Winter hasn't arrived yet, but the weather is very cold. The trees swayed in the wind, and the lowest temperature dropped below zero. Sleeping in bed at night, I heard the wind whistling outside, like a tiger roaring.

12. Just after 4 o'clock in the afternoon, the sun has put away its faint light, as if afraid of the cold, hiding in the clouds as thick as cotton tires.

13. In the cold winter, the windows are blocked by snow, and the ice cones hang on the eaves like translucent crystal pillars in rows.

14. In the cold winter, the river changed its former liveliness and seemed to fall asleep peacefully.

15. The snow in the evening is deep, as if there are countless emotions, and it is as turbulent as sea water, which can drown everything, and there is a sense of nudity.

16. The wind blows hard. Bare trees, like bald old people, can't stand the northwest wind and tremble in the cold wind.

17. In the middle of winter, the north wind is cold, silver-gray clouds are galloping in the sky, the cold current is rolling, and a heavy snow is brewing.

18. The autumn leaves are swept away, the snow is cold, and the pace of time is in a hurry. In a blink of an eye, winter is coming!

19. 12 snow blocked the window, and rows of ice skates hung on the eaves like translucent crystal pillars.

20. I love snow, I love snow scenes, and I love winter more. Winter is the ring of the soul. Although winter is very cold, it has incomparable warmth and hope.

2 1. It's snowing, and snowflakes are falling from the sky. In a short time, the ground, trees and roofs turned white.

22. The world after the snow is decorated with continuous snow, with lush foliage and jade, which is really a gratifying scene of abundant snow.

23. Snowflakes are colorful and crystal clear, like soldiers who go to war, wearing silver armor, and like pieces of white sails sailing.

24. The scenery in the snow is magnificent, and there is no difference between heaven and earth. I can only see a piece of silver, as if the whole world is decorated with silver.

25. A thin layer of white snow, like a huge soft wool felt, covers this vast wasteland, shining with cold silver light.

There are four seasons in a year, and each season has different scenery. I like the magnificent scenery when it snows in winter best. In winter, people seem to have come to an elegant and quiet realm of heavy snow and a crystal clear fairy tale world.

27. In the morning, the roof of the village, the straw stacks and fences, and the wooden shed of the tractor station are all covered with snow. The pine forest and bamboo forest on the mountain are covered with snow. The trunks and branches of tall maple trees and wild persimmon trees are covered with snow.

28. This winter, the ground is frozen and cracked, and the small north wind blows like a knife, and snow is flying all over the sky.

29. It's early winter, and the fallen leaves and dead branches in the forest are thick all over the floor, and my feet are soft.

Talking about early winter

1. In early winter, she was like a beautiful, noble and reserved princess, waving a magical veil and sending a cold wind.

There are no flowers this season, only fallen leaves. Walking on this land in early winter, I feel cool.

It rained intermittently this weekend, and I was a little depressed. Even the chill in early winter was aggravated by the rain.

It's been a long time, so I'll say a few words later. First, it will be early autumn and early winter, and colds will come quickly. At this moment, the hand with ten fingers tapping on the keyboard is cold, and the popular thin ankle trousers and jeans don't give up. A thin blanket with a thin duvet means it is difficult to get up in the morning.

5. In the early winter of that year, that parting, hysterical crying that year. ...

6. The world of mortals is beautiful and gentle. That warm heart sea, there is persistence in love. After experiencing the beauty of autumn, I understand the appearance of early winter at this moment.

7. Because in the early winter evening, you can look up and see the pink sunset and the blue to almost clear sky.

8. In this cold winter, I shed all my troubles and hung my brow to listen to the wind.

9. Autumn is still strong, and early winter has arrived in an instant. The eyes exposed by the sun outside the window are a bit dazzling, standing in front of the window, looking up at the vast sky, and the green wind is cool.

10. I met you in an early winter season, so beautiful and hazy. A season of missing, I am separated from you, so quiet, stop and go.

1 1. In early winter, there were no bright colors and the air was too cold, but I still saw her graceful in the wind and her myriad amorous feelings. ...

12. The moonlight in early winter mottled the floor through the cold glass, mottled the years, and a touch of slightly cold moonlight sprinkled on me, casting a complete shadow on the mottled floor, which was relatively silent to me. I just sat alone in the moonlight, and the night was as cold as water.

13. I like the leaves in the early winter sun. Even when I am facing the end of my life, I will replace the loneliness in my heart with brilliant gold, and interpret my expectation for the new buds of spring flowers in the coming year with the graceful gesture of dancing with the wind.

14. A cup of coffee, a book, a sunny early winter weekend afternoon!

15. Early winter morning, foggy, walking on campus, I found that I am no longer young!

16. Every day is a brand-new adventure. I saw the early morning of early winter, the fallen trees were raining and the stars were scattered.

17. You gave me a candy in early winter, and I ate it, but I kept the candy paper all winter!

18. The afternoon sunshine is so fierce and lively. Although it is early winter, the sunshine is warm.

19. When the cold wind blows through the old windows of the dormitory and the yellow grass in early winter is covered with frost, is there a trace of coolness in your heart?

20. In the torrent of life and the world, he is bound to dance aimlessly alone in the afterglow of the west wind like the last dead leaf on the tree in early winter.

2 1. The process is so beautiful, but why, the ending of the story has written all the vicissitudes of the world and hurt deeply. I'm the only one left, licking the loneliness and sadness you gave me on this cold night in early winter. ...

22. It's really cold today. The north wind whistling outside the window, leaves falling all over the floor, a vicissitudes of winter scene, yes, it is early winter.

23. In early winter, the night is deep and quiet. A person lying in bed, wearing headphones, listening to those familiar sad songs.