Like to prefer to be alone

A round of Dim moon, gray sky, a few bats flying around. The Dark Earth, a few neon, clear Changan, this is the Carnival of Quiet night. Day Stiff Night Black, you know me?

An old friend, after a minute or 60 seconds, gave the last consolation, Ann. The universe will be a foul. Look at the hour, has been 0 points, the night is so quiet, I began to part of the carnival! I wish I could be lonely, if I could be alone in a deserted house and spend the whole day and night, what a joy! Can be such a few days less, the kind of relaxation, the kind of vast, is the true Zen, empty nothing! After one minute and 60 seconds, After all, hidden in the screen, his QQ signature is clear in the eyes: "You are willing to do the desire to hug the hedgehog!" or a bruise will hide the snail!

In this world, we are like a hedgehog eager to hug, but in a tight embrace of the instant, sad almost lost breath. Immediately again become a, every injury will hide the snail. Night, very quiet, quiet only to hear the keyboard banging sound. Cricket on the balcony, cautiously called, that voice, how many people dream of nostalgia. Often family relatives, I want to be a person in the home, but this time, exactly too little. A man, how free. Hungry, dine. Sleepy, planted. Nobody cares, like this world, just as long as I am alone. At this time, the mind is the Buddha's position: The sky, the only one!

No one disturb, no one nagging, measure also "sea wide with diving, sky high as a bird fly", thoughts will be "when Ling, at a glance at the mountain small." I love peace, is such a preference for solitude, the source of the heart empty Nothing, is bliss Ah! Every day, the heart is filled with the vulgar things, really tired! Love is tired, be loved also tired. Heart has concern, is happy, but lost the charm of the open, far less than the body and mind without, come to the whole. Otherwise, that Nanshan's mountain, the open temple of monks and nuns, where come quiet and comfortable.

Reading Wang Wei's poems on a quiet night is an opportunity for further negotiation. "Moon Pine, Spring stone high." After the empty mountain Xinyu, the weather came late to autumn. "Empty mountain, empty man, hollow. All things are suddenly zen, empty world, a round of moon, a disorderly stone, a stream of spring, a pine forest, the whole has been xinyu washed, no one's world, how peaceful! The best don't want to, let themselves in this vast expanse of heaven and earth, forget the overall. "Lotus flower at the end of the wood, red calyx in the mountains." No one in the valley is open and falling. "Lotus at ease to open and fall, that is a realm?" Sitting alone in the Huang, playing the piano complex shouts. Deep Forest men who, the moon to photograph. "And what kind of joy?" I Cry, my song, I am Crazy, I laugh, a sound shouts, may wish to eliminate the chest, long time feeling sorrow!

A person, four feet eight fork, head up in bed, that is called cool! There is a "wild Watanabe boat from the cross" of the interest, as if a person, Lian Yu between the world, I am the universe! The universe is me! nothing but me. The heart, is "Qian Shan bird flies, million path people trace out." Another meditation, no body and mind, then directly to the six fathers Hui can "nothing, where to provoke dust" zen. At this time, the void breaks, slowly fade away-the color also disappears, empty also disappear ... A thing does not have, a word is not seen, not empty color. All around, clear and clear, a needle on the floor of the sound, can hear the understanding, the heart, is so silenced, is a mountain collapse, thunder and lightning, also is not frightened, shape with utopia. Man is detached from the elephant and is not in the world.

Heart all, unrestrained, not live, no, not, do not rely on, the original premises to go around, good like, "destined to live without, a breeze to send white clouds."

Like to prefer to be alone