Ask Buddha-Cang Gyatso

I asked the Buddha: Why not give all women the appearance of Shama?
Buddha said: It is only a epiphyllum, used to blind the eyes of the secular
No beauty can ever reach a pure and loving heart
I gave it to every woman
But someone's got it covered in ashes.

I ask Buddha: Why is there so much regret in the world?
Buddha Yue: This is a whirling world, whirling that regret
No regrets, to give you more happiness will not feel happy

I ask Buddha: How to let people's hearts no longer feel lonely?
Buddha Yue: Every Heart is born lonely and incomplete
Most of them spend their lives with this deformity.
Just because I met the other half that made it perfect
is not a neglect to miss, or has lost the qualifications to own it

I ask Buddha: If meet can love person, but afraid can't grasp what to do?
Buddha Yue: How much love to stay in the world, meet the Thousand changes
And lovers, do happy things
Don't ask, it's the edge.

I ask Buddha: How can you be as wise as you?
Buddha Yue: Buddha is an experienced person, the Buddha is the future of the world is divided into 10 realms: Buddha, Bodhisattva, sound smell, edge sleep, days, Asura, man, Beast, Hungry Ghosts, hell;
Day, Asura, man, Beast, Hungry Ghost, hell. for six sentient beings;
Six sentient beings have to undergo a causal cycle and experience pain from it.
In the process of experiencing pain, only by penetrating the true meaning of life, can we get immortality.
Phoenix, Nirvana

Buddha said, life has eight bitter: health, old, sick, dead, love parting, resentment long, beg not, put not.
Buddha Yue: Life is made from the heart, the world is a phase of all things, the heart does not move, everything is not moving, the heart is unchanged, all things are unchanged.
Buddha Yue: Sit also Zen, line also Zen, a flower a world, a leaf as come, spring to spend from green, autumn to leaf wandering, infinite wisdom heart at ease, the language static movement body nature.

Buddha said: All the laws are born, are the fate, the occasional encounter, the twilight of the look back, doomed to each other's life, only for the moment of convergence of vision.
The origin is extinguished, and the margin born is empty.

I was as naïve as you were.
Buddhism said that a person has three stages of enlightenment: "The exploration of the broken, put down, comfortable." ”
It is true that a person must be put down to be comfortable.

I ask the Buddha: why always snow when I am sad
Buddha said: Winter will pass, save some memory

I ask Buddha: Why every snow is I do not care about the night
Buddha said: When inadvertently people will miss a lot of real beauty

I asked Buddha: it will not snow in a few days
Buddha said: Don't just stare at this season, Miss this winter

The Gyatso also has a very wide range of poems:
The first best not to meet, so you can not love.
The second best not to be acquainted with each other, so it is not acacia.
The third best not accompany, so can not owe.
The best is not to cherish, so it can not be recalled.
It is better not to love each other, so you can not abandon.
The sixth best not relative, so can not meet.
The seventh best not to mistake, so it can not be negative.
The eighth is best not to permit, so it can not be continued.
The nineth is best not to depend on each other, so it can not be together.
The tenth best not to meet, so it can not be together.
But when we met, we met.
Ann and June phase is absolutely, free from teaching life and death as Acacia.

That day---Cang Gyatso

That day,
I closed my eyes in the mist of the temple,
Suddenly hear you ode to Scriptures's mantra;


That January,
I shook all the warp tubes,
Not for the cross-over,
Just to touch your fingertips;

That year,
The long head creeping on the mountain road,
Not for the audience,
Only for the warmth that is attached to you;

That lifetime,
Turn the mountain and turn the water to the pagoda,
Not to fix the afterlife,
Just to meet you on the way


That January,
I turn lightly over all the warp tubes,
Not to cross over, just to touch your fingerprints;

That year, I had a long head to embrace the dust,
Not for the Buddha, only to stick with your warmth;

I've been through 100,000 mountains in that world,
Not to repair the afterlife, only for the road to meet with you;

Just that night, I forgot all about it,
To abandon the faith and give up the reincarnation,
Only for the rose that had wept before the Buddha,
Already lost the luster of the old

Ask Buddha-Cang Gyatso