Mountain Back to Mountain

There are three realms in life: looking at mountains is a mountain, looking at a mountain is not a mountain, and looking at a mountain is still a mountain. When I was young, I had a sincere heart, and everything I looked at was pure. The mountains were mountains, my hometown, the distance, and the magnanimity and hope that I could see to the end. After growing up and stepping into the world of mortals, being polished by the world and wrapped up in desires, the mountains they once were gradually became distorted and became obsessions, shackles and the illusion of unfulfilled desires. The mountains were no longer mountains. After thousands of sails, the tired bird returns to the forest, and when we return to the green mountains, we suddenly realize that the mountains have never changed, only the people's hearts have changed. Get rid of your glitz, let go of your obsessions, and finally reconcile with yourself. Mountains return to mountains, people return to their hearts. After experiencing mountains and rivers, they are still clear; after reading all the worldly affairs, they still recognize mountains as mountains.