Why does Huang An believe in Buddhism?

That's because of his third masterpiece.

There are two more albums in this batch, sister. I love you, what can I do. I never want to talk about his works, which are not very good and narcissistic. I want to briefly talk about his songs that are permeated with obvious Buddha nature-prophet, moonlight flower, name, reincarnation, because there is not much to say.

Among the prophets, standing at the window and looking out at a Buddha, that is you and that is me. I remember a story. Su Shi and Zen master Fo Yin are good friends. One day, they meditated together and practiced Zen together. Su Shi asked Fo Yin, and the Zen master looked at my sitting posture. Fo Yin said it was very solemn, like a Buddha statue. Su Shi is very happy. Fo Yin then asked his bachelor how I sat. Su Shi took the opportunity to make fun of him, saying that Fo Yin was like a pile of cow dung, but Fo Yin was also very happy. After returning home, Su Shi told Su Xiaomei that her sister was very talented and smart. She replied that her brother lost, and Fo Yin felt like a Buddha, so you looked like a Buddha, but your heart looked like cow dung, so others looked like cow dung.

If we have a Buddha in our hearts, everyone will look like a Buddha. What will the world be like if our hearts are full of rubbish?

You point to the ground and the sky with both hands. It is said that when Sakyamuni was born, one finger pointed to the sky and the other finger touched the ground, meaning that there was only me between heaven and earth.

Greed and ignorance are the three poisons in Buddhism.

You can't earn gold and silver on earth, and social dignitaries can't do it. There are ups and downs and troubles. Why not spend one month and the next? You will find that many of Huang An's songs have this idea of seeking pleasure from the world. Just like many hermits in ancient times, once they were optimistic about fame and fortune, they carefully managed the small universe of mankind and devoted themselves to how to preserve their health for the rest of their lives. Love seems to be a good way to escape. When many things are not satisfactory, but what kind of love is eternal? If there is such a sincere and beautiful feeling in the world, I would rather go to a desert island with you and see the ups and downs.

Please look at the person in front of us. Everyone will bury the grass sooner or later. How many graves have been built in the grass, and half of them are not swept every year. Although Huang An's writing is very negative, it is good. If a person loses himself and you can't turn him back, I suggest taking him to a place where there is no sound and nothing left, but it is more powerful than your words. The first time I visited the grave, I saw many young people in their thirties and middle-aged couples who gave up at the same time on the tombstones around me. Because it's not Tomb-Sweeping Day, it's quite quiet and there is no quarrel. All this silently tells you a truth, life and death are impermanent, and you wake up from your own experience. It turns out that many details in the world don't need to be persistent.

Courtesy, righteousness, honesty and shame are four dimensions in a name. Is there anything that can't be done to maintain a face, and what is more painful is to live with a mask. One more thing, it's only because my name is redundant, and it's no good echoing it here. When people in the world look like one, this sentence only feels good, but it can't be said well. One breath comes with a stick of incense, one is alive with a breath, and one is dead with a stick of incense. Born in a breath, everything is gone when you die. Only a stick of incense dedicated to him is real and ethereal. Time in the world of mortals is very long. I made a fool of myself. I am fickle. I will give you three, two, three, and I will accompany you to Liangshan. Can you make it? It's poorly written and doesn't make any sense. Huang An felt pain for a long time. He was teased, made a fool of himself and had to change his character's life. When he hosted on the stage, he was no different from other male hosts, just as shallow and ignorant. Is it three two three silver?

Dreaming in the middle of the night, what if you win or lose? Huang An is still venting his feelings, so don't talk about the idea of passive seclusion. After a while, you thought you had finished singing, but with a heavy sigh, the music started again. Although this arrangement is close to the theme of the name, I don't appreciate it.

Now, year after year, years have changed my appearance. This expression is good, though nothing new. The vicissitudes of the years are gradually left on his face, and he will surely grow old, without exception. Being rich is not as memorable as being rich. Some people are alive, but no one is really good to him. Some people died, but some people miss him. This happiness is limited, this pain is infinite, this is my destiny, the release of Huang An's pain, three classics and generalization, happiness can be counted, pain is like a vast sea, and Buddhism believes that suffering is greater than happiness. This is my destiny, and this is his karma. The last sentence is icing on the cake.

Samsara is a typical Buddhist song, but there will never be such classic songs as turning back to the other side, passing the lamp and leaving. What magic, Buddha and Asura all appear in his songs, the six divisions in the wheel of karma, heaven, humanity, Asura, beast, evil spirits and hell. The universe, every thousand worlds combined with four continents, the sun, the moon and the sky is a universe, every thousand Hanazono Sakura worlds are integrated into a universe, and every thousand worlds are integrated into a universe, so it is called three thousand worlds. Three thousand worlds are big, but a grain of sand can contain ten million worlds. This music sounds good.

Helpless and Gossip are the first two and the last two of the TV series Dharma. Although the rest of this generation of works are lying at home and have never seen the world, they can be seen. If there is a little benefit in it, it can be regarded as Huang's unfinished business, but it is not decent after all.

There is a kind of person who can't tell whether his words are true or not.

There is one thing that always makes you feel like you can't let go.

Ah, the world is so big, they go to see flowers, but I am alone at home.

It is this kind of person that makes us worry and fear.

The thing is, people seem to be counting down when they are alive.

Ah, scientists are to blame for such a big business and such a bad mood.

Gossip echoes the first two paragraphs, which is actually not bad. Originally, I only thought that Huang An believed in Buddhism, but later I realized that his thoughts were a hodgepodge of Confucianism and Taoism. Obviously, it is different from the second-generation works that only describe the impermanence and ups and downs of life with the beauty of Buddhism, and the deep concern for the soul is enlightening even if it is not realized. Now it is estimated that what neo-Confucianism and moral traditions since the Song and Ming Dynasties have imprisoned him badly, fearing to walk on a thin cliff. Isn't this what he often lamented in the wonderful books of life in Ming and Qing Dynasties? What's the matter, the coffin, Huang An here life and death also couldn't say for sure. Seeing flowers is not going to the flower fair, but generally refers to all the lively scenes. Laozi's thought, society is too complicated, and science and technology are changing with each passing day, which cannot be separated from people's intelligence and mind. Less invention, less creation, simple social return, and naturally reverse chaos.

Then move out of Wang Wen's gossip, I don't know what to write the last few words.

Because of this gossip, I went to study various images of Zhouyi.

Why is the language so vulgar? He also said that people have ulterior motives, society is hopeless, people always make enemies after the mistakes of their predecessors, and the road to enemies is narrow. Grind your teeth. It is even more unfair that the villain is blessed and the good man wrestles. Why does God still cheat his heart? Huang An is very unfair. The weather is unpredictable and it is difficult for people to master it. Outside, the situation is hot, but he is getting higher and higher. This is called taking advantage of chaos to rob and fish in troubled waters. Fate will bite the hand that feeds it. Yes, fate is unfair. Answer blows with blows, return evil for good. I can't help it As a result, the word "helpless" is a bridge connecting yin and yang. Before, would you like to drink Meng Po Tang and forget everything in this world? Don't get back at him. Without the elixir, he will go to the world. If you don't believe me, please see who has let go of the white hair on the earth. In the article "One good turn deserves another, and one evil turn deserves another", if you don't report it, that day will not come. Good and evil will eventually be rewarded, just for coming early and coming late. There is only white hair in a fair world, and the nobles have never let it go. He also deeply reflected on the general theory that there were a large number of yellow graves behind ancient dynasties. Don't read Huang An's thoughts too much, otherwise it will affect the positive mood.