Red leaves, a pot of deep autumn

  • In the late autumn, gently pushed aside the door of the years, along the winding road in the woods, admiring the red leaf gold, searching for the heart. In the autumn of love in the bright red, pick a cloud of without makeup, warm a pot of deep autumn tea, yu yunchen meditation in the case of fine products, light listening to the wind and rain poetry. Still guarding time, quietly mottled the leaves of a ground, know autumn also the subtle feather dew of autumn wind. Over the world of mortals, the memory of the pulse, gently twist the appearance of a smile, quietly in the collection held a warm sweet, into a disc spring autumn red shimmering, wonderful qing madadayo tingting, with red leaves dance warbler song...

     

    Hold a cup of deep autumn, love in the precipitation of the years. A leaf of red leaf, a book of a book of poems; A drop of crystal dew, a drop of low-brow rain; A gust of wind, the autumn wind that rings a breeze. Autumn leaf is red, a cup of autumnal cool blowing loose heart warm feelings, a gust of autumn cold sweep leaves the hair of red leaf. Inkstone of a Taiwan independence place of ink, gently spray a picture of the tail autumn, looking at the flowers fall, watching the leaf break, a wisp of deep autumn in the shallow years, quietly release the thought of the feeling. Such poetry, such time, all in the silent feeling, engraved in the face of the wrinkles...

     

    Warm up a pot of deep autumn, fine taste slow action. Grass and trees, life is like tea. Warm water, the spirit of the tea, as clear as jade. Through the heart of tea, the fragrance of the first I was released. In the crystal clear leaf sink, yi did the poetry of tea, fragrance escape into the interest. Tea into zen, with the green light ancient Buddha company, the poem of autumn, maple painting, the zen heart of the good, sowing the love of zen. In the deep autumn, the guard of the pure land, with the deep roots of autumn leaves, sucking the earth's milk. Stay away from the dust, stay away from the noise, hug a warm. In the life of the ups and downs, the long roll of the years, holding a simple letter, writing to do that unforgettable...

     

    The autumn color is strong, the autumn is just right, the red leaves are linked together; The moonlight is bright, moonlight is bright, deep feeling is sending far away. Listen to the maple leaves and see the forest. Picturesque, like poetry, like a song, drink a pot of deep autumn...