Some people say that there is no story in their time, just like the hands that are stretched out, nothing and nothing, only the monotony and repetition of mood and life; some people say that time is full of stories, like a sponge that absorbs water, Gently pinching, the past will flow into my heart, cold or warm, clean or turbid.

Time is ticking, ticking by ticks, and going round and round, neither quicker nor slower for anyone. Some people say that time is passing, it flows forward without looking back, it does not stop because of beauty, and it does not retreat because of ups and downs; some people say that time is leaving, and what has been experienced is like the growth ring leaving traces in the heart, and it is also like shellfish. The stone sinks in the sea of ​​​​heart, either deliberately or inadvertently, and the memory of the past years is salvaged. The second hand on the clock moves step by step, catching the pulse of time and keeping pace with time; like a heartbeat, it matches the pulse of the body and synchronizes with life. Some people feel that life is a competition, and the pursuit of everything is ahead; some people feel that they are left behind by time, and there is only one left to move forward. And time itself walks slowly and slowly, no matter how fast or slow it is.

Some people are passive and sluggish in time, and some people grow up actively in time; some stories have seen the end in time, and some stories have just started in time. And sometimes, what ends is also a new starting point, and the new starting point and occurrence also contain many past karma. The second hand, minute hand and hour hand on the clock, the second hand is ticking, turning round and round, passing the minute hand and hour hand, every time it is the same, because the minute hand is still the minute hand, the hour hand is still the hour hand, the meaning represented It has not changed; however, each encounter is different because the time represented has changed. Sometimes the encounter is a reunion after a long absence, and it is also an opportunity for change. The second hand is ticking, like a person who is running around for life, constantly busy and repeating for study and work, people keep walking, day after day, in time, or actively enterprising, working hard for tomorrow; or numb, just Drift with time. In the rotation of day and night, people also study, read and work, and do some positive things, hoping to fill their empty garden of life, but in the passage of time, they will also feel troubled and confused. Fortunately, in the turn of time, there is still a reunion and encounter. The second hand moves around in circles, growing up day by day. In the home of time, there are minute and hour hands that accompany it, just like its parents. When the second hand and the minute hand meet, it has a feeling of coming home. The minute hand and the second hand are family affection at the beginning. The second hand is ticking, like a bouncing child. It grows day by day and grows up. On the way, there is closeness or distance with family, there is also the warmth that is integrated with family, and there is loneliness and bravery alone. Later, with the growth of the second hand, it has more emotional expectations, about friendship and love. In the second hand's home, the hour hand is solemn and silent, but the hour hand's words also carry the most weight. Like a serious father, he is not like the minute hand. Every time he walks, he has a step response to himself. The hour hand and the minute hand meet, but the response of the hour to the minute hand is sometimes slow and silent.

The response of the minute to the second hand, just like the mother's emotional response to the child, affects the child's own emotions, as well as the response and expectation of others' emotions later. The response of the hour to the minute hand, just like the father's response to the child's thinking and way of doing things, affects the development of the child's own thinking and ability to deal with things. The second hand, minute hand, and hour hand are also like three kinds of people in the world, mortals, lovers and practitioners. Ordinary people are always moving, constantly changing in their own minds and the external environment, rushing through life, and rarely stopping for comfort and tranquility; there are lovers who wait for the opportunity to move, and have a little more nostalgia and calmness for the present, at the right time. Move to the next moment; practitioners, in the change, are not moving, not chasing, not stubborn, but more of composure and tranquility. Everyone is a mortal, and mortals revolve in the world, walking day by day in the twilight of their own mind, day and night, and the development of world affairs. Time has no temperature, but human hearts are warm and cold. When people's hearts can fall in love, or meet people who are in love with each other, mortals become affectionate people. Affection brings people together and walks together in time. People without affection and love are indifferent and numb, but those who are overly entangled in love and sinking are fiery and troubled, while those who practice cultivation seek stability and liberation in their hearts, and find cool water in their hearts. , balancing the fiery lust of desire. The second hand, minute hand and hour hand are constantly rotating, different people are also rotating around different goals, ordinary people rotate for desire, fame, money, etc., some lovers rotate for love, affection, spirit, etc.; practitioners rotate for mind, wisdom, etc. . Day and night rotate in the forward movement, and also move forward in the rotation. Tsangyang Gyatso said in his poem that turning mountains, waters and pagodas is not to cultivate the next life, but to meet you on the way.

When you have mountains and rivers in your heart, you will have a yearning for them. Small bridges and flowing water, and green hills outside buildings are people's longing. The more feelings of landscape, the less desert feeling in people's hearts; the more poetic in people's hearts, the more the meaning of landscapes. If you have a Buddha in your heart, you will have a respectful heart towards the pagoda. You will cultivate and realize the Way, and you will be free from suffering and achieve happiness. This is what people yearn for. Heart. The more compassion of the Buddha in the heart, the less the heart to do evil; the more the wisdom of the Buddha in the heart, the less the heart of trouble. What is in the heart, what is established, it will rotate and move forward, and on the way, only to meet you on the way. Sometimes, the flowers haven't bloomed, not because they don't want to bloom, but because the time for them to bloom has not come; Time goes by frame by frame, which can shorten the distance between each other and make each other meet again. Just like the second hand, the minute hand and the hour hand, the movement of time makes them separate, but in fact they are never separated, because the hearts are attached to each other and the hearts are together. I can't see the time, but I can hear the ticking of the clock, I can see the rotation of day and night, and I can feel the change of seasons. Time just passes by, and what can be left is a person's own story.

Some people say that there is no story in their time, just like the hands that are stretched out, nothing and nothing, only the monotony and repetition of mood and life; some people say that time is full of stories, like a sponge that absorbs water, Gently pinching, the past will flow into my heart, cold or warm, clean or turbid.

Time is ticking, ticking by ticks, and going round and round, neither quicker nor slower for anyone. Some people say that time is passing, it flows forward without looking back, it does not stop because of beauty, and it does not retreat because of ups and downs; some people say that time is leaving, and what has been experienced is like the growth ring leaving traces in the heart, and it is also like shellfish. The stone sinks in the sea of ​​​​heart, either deliberately or inadvertently, and the memory of the past years is salvaged. The second hand on the clock moves step by step, catching the pulse of time and keeping pace with time; like a heartbeat, it matches the pulse of the body and synchronizes with life. Some people feel that life is a competition, and the pursuit of everything is ahead; some people feel that they are left behind by time, and there is only one left to move forward. And time itself walks slowly and slowly, no matter how fast or slow it is.

Some people are passive and sluggish in time, and some people grow up actively in time; some stories have seen the end in time, and some stories have just started in time. And sometimes, what ends is also a new starting point, and the new starting point and occurrence also contain many past karma. The second hand, minute hand and hour hand on the clock, the second hand is ticking, turning round and round, passing the minute hand and hour hand, every time it is the same, because the minute hand is still the minute hand, the hour hand is still the hour hand, the meaning represented It has not changed; however, each encounter is different because the time represented has changed. Sometimes the encounter is a reunion after a long absence, and it is also an opportunity for change. The second hand is ticking, like a person who is running around for life, constantly busy and repeating for study and work, people keep walking, day after day, in time, or actively enterprising, working hard for tomorrow; or numb, just Drift with time. In the rotation of day and night, people also study, read and work, and do some positive things, hoping to fill their empty garden of life, but in the passage of time, they will also feel troubled and confused. Fortunately, in the turn of time, there is still a reunion and encounter. The second hand moves around in circles, growing up day by day. In the home of time, there are minute and hour hands that accompany it, just like its parents. When the second hand and the minute hand meet, it has a feeling of coming home. The minute hand and the second hand are family affection at the beginning. The second hand is ticking, like a bouncing child. It grows day by day and grows up. On the way, there is closeness or distance with family, there is also the warmth that is integrated with family, and there is loneliness and bravery alone. Later, with the growth of the second hand, it has more emotional expectations, about friendship and love. In the second hand's home, the hour hand is solemn and silent, but the hour hand's words also carry the most weight. Like a serious father, he is not like the minute hand. Every time he walks, he has a step response to himself. The hour hand and the minute hand meet, but the response of the hour to the minute hand is sometimes slow and silent.

The response of the minute to the second hand, just like the mother's emotional response to the child, affects the child's own emotions, as well as the response and expectation of others' emotions later. The response of the hour to the minute hand, just like the father's response to the child's thinking and way of doing things, affects the development of the child's own thinking and ability to deal with things. The second hand, minute hand, and hour hand are also like three kinds of people in the world, mortals, lovers and practitioners. Ordinary people are always moving, constantly changing in their own minds and the external environment, rushing through life, and rarely stopping for comfort and tranquility; there are lovers who wait for the opportunity to move, and have a little more nostalgia and calmness for the present, at the right time. Move to the next moment; practitioners, in the change, are not moving, not chasing, not stubborn, but more of composure and tranquility. Everyone is a mortal, and mortals revolve in the world, walking day by day in the twilight of their own mind, day and night, and the development of world affairs. Time has no temperature, but human hearts are warm and cold. When people's hearts can fall in love, or meet people who are in love with each other, mortals become affectionate people. Affection brings people together and walks together in time. People without affection and love are indifferent and numb, but those who are overly entangled in love and sinking are fiery and troubled, while those who practice cultivation seek stability and liberation in their hearts, and find cool water in their hearts. , balancing the fiery lust of desire. The second hand, minute hand and hour hand are constantly rotating, different people are also rotating around different goals, ordinary people rotate for desire, fame, money, etc., some lovers rotate for love, affection, spirit, etc.; practitioners rotate for mind, wisdom, etc. . Day and night rotate in the forward movement, and also move forward in the rotation. Tsangyang Gyatso said in his poem that turning mountains, waters and pagodas is not to cultivate the next life, but to meet you on the way.

When you have mountains and rivers in your heart, you will have a yearning for them. Small bridges and flowing water, and green hills outside buildings are people's longing. The more feelings of landscape, the less desert feeling in people's hearts; the more poetic in people's hearts, the more the meaning of landscapes. If you have a Buddha in your heart, you will have a respectful heart towards the pagoda. You will cultivate and realize the Way, and you will be free from suffering and achieve happiness. This is what people yearn for. Heart. The more compassion of the Buddha in the heart, the less the heart to do evil; the more the wisdom of the Buddha in the heart, the less the heart of trouble. What is in the heart, what is established, it will rotate and move forward, and on the way, only to meet you on the way. Sometimes, the flowers haven't bloomed, not because they don't want to bloom, but because the time for them to bloom has not come; Time goes by frame by frame, which can shorten the distance between each other and make each other meet again. Just like the second hand, the minute hand and the hour hand, the movement of time makes them separate, but in fact they are never separated, because the hearts are attached to each other and the hearts are together. I can't see the time, but I can hear the ticking of the clock, I can see the rotation of day and night, and I can feel the change of seasons. Time just passes by, and what can be left is a person's own story.