Imagination today

The hustle and bustle of true and false,
up and down, right and wrong.
In the mornings and evenings, the virtual and the real,
the success or failure under the ups and downs.

I have struggled with success and failure, and I
feel that I live quite like a person.
The samurai in the sunset laughed,
he thought I was living like a dog.
After I disdain and resent my realization,
I have to admit that I live like a dog.
From then on, I indulged myself in the barking.
Mount Tai, under the rising sun, smiled
.
I am confused and puzzled by my efforts to enlighten me,
but I can't understand how to enlighten me.
From then on, I sink into chaos on the ground.
Sometimes it is like a sharp blade that penetrates the hearts of others, and
sometimes it is like a piece of shit just pulled from a beggar.
Sometimes like a clay idol.
Sometimes it's like a torn old book.
There are many interesting things in every perspective, the
same is dust, and
some are a piece of shit,
everyone can't avoid it.
Some are a statue, and all the
people devoutly bow their heads.
Suddenly, the universe changed.
If you have a dream in your heart, the
feces will protect the flowers more beautifully.
Without faith,
it is useless to step on the ground with clay sculptures.
I finally realized that
I am dust,
but not dust.
Originally nothing, what is dust?
Phoenix Nirvana, reborn from ashes.
Nirvana is not the body, but the me without enlightenment. What
is reborn is the spirit, a fresh and alive soul.
Follow the beautiful original intention and dance lightly,
let the sweat of wisdom cheer with the singing.
Sometimes it is cautious and subtle into the dust, and
sometimes it shines brightly on the sun,
adapting to the situation.
Let your own dust shine.
Twinkling, twinkling, and radiant, it
returns to peace and quiet,
hiding in the endless darkness.

It is difficult to be confused under the plain and
clear, and it is clear that the white guards the black.
Seriously, keep a low profile and keep a low profile
.