The world is safe and secure

By: Rouge cold (http://wsydy.blog.sohu.com /)
Original article: http://wsydy.blog.sohu.com/6099204.html

Everyone in the world, who is in the dust, you can love and hate as you like, not a flickering sea lamp in front of the Buddha, nor is it the lonely lamp core, focus on the heart, every day. You always have the right to love and hate. In the end, you will see your personal experience.

When I was a teenager, I went to travel to the West, Qujing daughter country. At this time, Tang Miao, lips and white teeth, often have a low-profile eye, a Buddha looks, not smiling, there is a compassionate shadow in the eyes. If he doesn't convert to Buddhism, his appearance and temperament will become the man of the world's ten million ladies, but he just shave his hair, the father's instruction, and the ideal of all sentient beings, his mind has long been rooted. On the westbound Road, the daughter's country, the beautiful daughter-state King, fell in love with him. That kind of pure love for a man, without any utilitarian and computation love, that kind of love that wants to stay with him to grow old, but he is a Buddhist man. One shoulder bears the responsibility of saving all sentient beings. When she tried her best, anyone could see that his original belief had actually been shaken, even though he closed his eyes and said that he had never heard of me. If the dust has been reached, and all the four are empty, then why is it not flatly rejected? Why is there thin sweat on the forehead. Buddha told him to have a big love in his heart, but he gave birth to the whole world, not the woman on the way to learn the truth. The Buddha has no way to survive. So, he said, if there is an afterlife ...... Then I decided to embark on the Journey to the West.

He came back from westday many years later. I think, he will think of the lost fate, often recalling and regretting it, but now he has become a Buddha, and all the dust has been lost.

Compared with Tang Miao, cangyang jiacuo is a more self-and sad person. Cangyang jiacuo is the Sixth Dalai Lama. As a teenager, he has been living in the sounds of heaven and has a free spirit and human feelings. However, later he was searched for as a reincarnation and sat in the position of the Sixth Dalai Lama. He was not able to talk about things in the red dust. From then on, his life was miserable.

He holds the power of Tibet, but his heart is shining. The strict environment, regime, and Buddha are not in his eyes. He likes poetry as Fu. He wishes to be a "person" in his life, as long as he can be one of the sentient beings who have his own love and love. Even if the life of poverty and sorrow, as long as you can love and hate song cry, as long as you can fulfill your wish. It's enough. He wrote in his poems:
She can't let her go,
If this is the case,
In this life,
It will become Buddha.
Legend has it that cangyang jiacuo really has a woman she loves, the one who is very fond of her, and the one who is very fond of her. But how can she be tolerated by such an identity. After a sleep, cangyangjiacuo never saw her beloved girl again. At this time, she was secretly removed by the bucket regime. Heaven and earth, never meet again.

What a tragic role. There is a kind of person in this world that you must focus on Buddha. You cannot love anything. If you love you, you love the world, not her or who you love.

The miserable cangyangjiacuo wrote in The Pain: I once worried about the loss of the Vatican, and the fear of not leaving the city when I entered the mountains. The world is safe and full, and I don't live up to nothing!

It is hard to read. Cangyang jiacuo's resistance finally broke out. On a very common day of the year, he drove the carriage and sank into the evening of the sunset, Namu block Lake, only 24 years old.

In the westward journey, zizhibao does not know that he loves Zixia fairy. It is too late to realize it. When he was carrying a hoop, it all changed. Since then, his love and hate are related to the world, but no longer have her.

The fork of the ox devil hit Zixia fairy, and she slid toward the sun. Zun Bao grabbed her hand and tried to save her. But the tension on his head got getting tighter and tighter. Finally, his hand was opened, and Zixia fairy disappeared into the sun ......

This is the commandment of the Buddha to compete with the true feelings of the world. What is helpless is you, the man with a tight band, who does not want to put it down but must put it down. What a funny movie, but my eyes are blurred.

I am so compassionate that you can cross the world. The ultimate honor is helpless to the Buddha for the sake of all beings. However, even the powerful audience do not know, the waist of the supreme treasure has been hanging, not the beads, but the golden bell of Zixia.