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My hometown was embraced by mountains, my elder generation’s fields were irrigated by mountains, my school was surrounded by mountains, and my road to the outside was escorted by mountains. Everything I have is closely related to the mountain, but I have never understood the wisdom given by the book mountain. Until one day, I accidentally read Wang Jiaxin’s on the other side of the mountain, which caused me to think accidentally. This was the first time I had thought deeply about this mother who protected my growth since I grew up. I have always believed that human spirituality and natural spirituality are interlinked, and one side of the water and soil nurtures one side of the people! For example, those sages and Masters, either live in the plateau of meditation, or live beside the sea or the plain of Ruoran. They all have the mind cast by geographical location, where profound cultural deposits germinate and spread. Looking back at the mountains and terrain of my hometown: The shape is flat, it seems to be high and not dangerous, it is bare and rocky and remote, and the sudden feeling is inferior by comparison, and I feel a little self-abased. This lack of confidence can easily make an ignorant teenager feel a little confused when dealing with others. Therefore, the sea in the dream at night is the end of the mountain. I thought that the bottom of the mountain was the bottom of the well, and one day I could see the wonders of the vast sea and clouds. This is what I want to face the sea in my twenties, even if everything is innocent and romantic. Blue Sea is the source of desire, and plateau mountain is the end of desire. There are people constantly shuttling between the end point and the source point. Since then, I was curious about the outside of the mountain. But I always went to college, everything seemed to be played by the mountain, and I could not escape from the shadow of the mountain. The more you want to escape, the more likely it is to be arranged by coincidence. In the case of no omen, one day when you find that what is filled in your heart will pick up your thoughts in peace and safety, and then change an angle to measure the significance of rejection and yearning to inner peace. My thoughts remind me of the calm and vigorous mountain morning, the heavy and open-minded noon, the melancholy and romantic evening, the quiet and peaceful night. The feeling of being surrounded by the mountain is hazy depression and knowing contentment! When I look up at the sky, it is a canvas made of continuous mountain tips, or blue, gray or purple background color. Romantic painters draw those paintings called clouds on the canvas. At first, I didn’t believe that there was purple in the sky. Until I was in my twenties, I held purple wild chrysanthemum alone for the first time, waiting for my favorite girl at the intersection of the country. The sunshine in the morning dyed the land between the mountains reddish. The blue sky at noon made white clouds my loyal sunshade. Until the end of the dusk, the mountain put on a gray coat for my lonely figure, I didn’t know it was a dusk when the purple wild chrysanthemum petals fell asleep in my hands. One day’s Red hope was gone, and the cold silence of blue faded. Everyone would know that red and blue were the predecessors of purple. The mountain made me understand that passion and courage can’t stop the fate that is destined to die. The clouds in the sky changed the body of the mountain into plain flowing coats one by one. The mountain raised its head, still calmly looking at the changing clouds, the rising and falling of the sun, and the cloudy and sunny Moon. He was extremely like a meditation master, knocking on the wooden fish, the murmurs in the mouth make people at the foot of the mountain work day after day. In this way, people’s thoughts are followed by the mantras of the mountain, but people’s thoughts are not completely controlled by nature. For selfish desires, they are stingy, jealous, hateful, dishonest, intriguing, vanity …… life is filled with these things, not lofty, not narcissism, but not yourself. I began to calm down in the calmness of the mountain, the compliance of the mountain, and the eternity of the mountains and stars. In this life, I really need a piece of pure land in my mind, a piece of pure land without flowers and plants. I don’t know whether it is influenced by Buddhist thoughts, but this is good, even if fooled, I would rather spend my whole life as a fool! Some people think that many Chinese have already lost their faith. I think I used to be a member of that part of people, the arc of living like a walking corpse. Winding streets, Zen rooms flowers deep. It is the deep and quiet thoughts given by the mountains, but thinking is still struggling ahead of the human journey.

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