The Heart Sutra of Sound Control

There are egrets on the mossy rocks, and the clouds and mist valleys flow through the stream. The water is clear for hiking, and the people are clear and close to each other. The mountain breeze knows my intention and blows away the dew on my brows. Don't be lonely in the world, lonely in the moon. ——"Qing Gu"/Feng Xiuyue

Muddy street, I follow in the footsteps of others. Snow in the wilderness, I only mark my own path. Never follow what you like, this is quality. ——"Fengxiuyue·Follow"

In pursuit of small profits, one tends to forget one's righteousness, but a ruler who upholds righteousness does not hesitate to do so. Everyone has a high or low character, it all depends on whether you cherish it. ——"Persuasion"/Feng Xiuyue

Newlyweds, new clothes, new houses, cards, candy and money. Chunxuan covers her hands and conveys her heartfelt words, while the new swallows peck at the mud and love to squeeze into the nest. ——"Xianxi Fu"/Gu Heyan

The wind controls the momentum of the clouds, and the phantom clouds roll into the blue sky. All living things are ups and downs, how many times have they been praised by future generations? ——"Tiger Platform Watching Clouds"/Feng Xiuyue

A tragic life is like an empty love. You love life, Destiny is ruthless. Passionate you, finally, Sitting down, he became an immortal monk. ——"Tragic Life"/Gu Heyan

The dragon boat flowers are as blooming as summer, and the clusters of flowers are as beautiful as the heart. There are no bunches of flowers in the heart, but the feeling of spring is still strong in summer. ——"Dragon Boat Flower Ode"/Feng Xiuyue

Spring is a girl, She only shook the hem of her skirt, Manye was fascinated by her, The flowers came together, Listen to her greeting. Spring is a girl, She just took it with her fingers, I picked out countless peach blossoms, The pink hairpin is gone, the deer calls for lovesickness, All things love. Spring is a girl, She just smiled, It attracts the mandarin ducks to play, and the heart of spring is rippling, Under the shade of the flowers, no one is there, Secretly collecting, a wave of passionate kisses. Spring is a girl, She just shook her head, The world is caught in her net, and the drizzle falls on her hair, Even the traffic lights blinked with cute eyes, Lost in the shadows of the past... ——"Spring is a Girl"/Feng Xiuyue

The rosy clouds reflect the Tongshan Mountain and are dyed with the colors of autumn maples. The suspected red brewery is intoxicating. In the windy mountains, I am as lonely as a wild goose. Fortunately, there is Linlu, and it is natural to live another life. The sad wind is incomprehensible, and the leaves are rustling and falling. The crows are singing, the dead branches are cold, the water is closing in autumn and the moon is cold. The crickets are chirping more, and the fire is dark and the fluorescent lights are appearing. I lie down at night dreaming of spring, and wake up feeling cold and swollen! ——"Yin Qiu"/Feng Xiuyue

Summer is burning, and my Zen mind is still tired and looking for shade. The dream is full of foam, and the pillow has many creases. I stood up from the cloud bed and looked at the vast sky. Where is my body? There is no way to go back and forth. Where can I find my peace of mind? ——"Dreams in Summer Mountain·A Pillow of Empty"/Feng Xiuyue