Life is there as long as indifference .

We still go out of their way to even sunshine or rain. There tortuous bumpy passage also filled with fragrant grass where, on her life journey will give the lesson, for in each one turning point of his life, we sailed inventory full of new things. Let love take the path that we go, not to nonchalance with morning dew condensation on the grass, with sunny sunset on the confluence.

 

Body parts are only a finite life in the infinite of heaven and earth. Then the rest nothing but vast nothingness, like a star far off suddenly, it was all about not eternal. We wait day shore wipe white hair  sitting together sang adventure travel  My Life! clouds drifting through the door  Holding hands ..... I of nowhere place human life is how much real long, it went half new way of life. Everyday wake up smell the breath of life around us, still feel the passion burning aspirations. But gradually shorter days, each day that passes is a day closer to a separation. Yesterday at the market met a woman acquaintance, she was nearly seventy, white-haired but still stay trail of a great spring. She went from the streets, their heads held high, the deep wrinkles on the skin, alone amid the hustle and bustle. I wondered, Where girls like flowers morning one time captivated so many guys, where's the woman beauty that bewitched how salty guy. All then went over, grim and cold! I am of a youthful vitality day, seemed to fill a hat, leather stone quarry moment silver hair. The dream is still ahead, but time has left behind it. Each of us must do people Travel on your own path. Just as one-way! there will be no wonder if the front turn twisty bumpy. My father was on the eighty year old, day after the dinner he and his son drinking brew a pot of tea on the board, which overlooks the courtyard after the original contract had shed full of purple flowers. His story is much the nostalgia of a bygone era, of which most were friends of nothingness place. Sometimes the father and son for hours without saying anything, just quietly drinking tea. At such times his eyes distant views of the yard after contract purple flowers. He is resurrected with his days, a time when he still call "back then" when he tells the story of his life. I understood and loved him infinitely. But how ?, human capacity too small before the harsh laws of nature. "A plane go" and then to "on"! The tyranny of life is that you must accept to go to the end of the road, even sharp stones can make your blood splash foot. An end will come despite increased then we can try to postpone it. Body parts are only a finite life in the infinite of heaven and earth. Then the rest nothing but vast nothingness, like a star far off suddenly, it was all about not eternal. Only once we go through this  once secular roam alone  and there is once again  Do indifference with warm sunny days over. We still go out of their way to, or even rain to sunshine. There tortuous bumpy passage also filled with fragrant grass where, on her life journey will give the lesson, for in each one turning point of his life, we sailed inventory full of new things. Let love take the path that we go, not to nonchalance with morning dew condensation on the grass, with sunny sunset on the confluence. Be sincere and open mind with everyone, you will recognize the price true value of life. We will no longer be lonely pilgrims, alone a ball again if we learn to listen and be interested and will split. You will find lots of interesting and innovative things in the life around him. Please open your heart not to nonchalance to life, I believe you will have a lot of friends who accompanied all the way to share life, you will not be lonely pilgrims.END=VIETNAMESE TRANSLATE ENGLISH BY=THICH CHAN TANH.THE MIND OF ENLIGTHMENT.WORLD VIETNAMESE BUDDHIST ORDER=VIETNAMESE BUDDHIST NUN GOLDEN LOTUS MONASTERY=AUSTRALIA,SYDNEY.8/9/2015.