“鹤发红颜入蜀门，黄卷青灯苦空心。御剑飞行无所诣，参禅悟道客愁侵。”漫漫仙途，清修孤苦，上仙自拜入蜀门以来，每日晨钟暮鼓，勤勉修行，早已脱胎换骨，飞升仙籍。然而静坐独处之时，每每内视观心，是否仍对红尘的留有一丝眷恋不舍？坐看凡间百态，是否也曾艳羡过凡夫俗子们灯下闲读时的那一缕红袖添香？1...
" hair roots in Shumen, bitter in the life of a Buddhist hollow. Sword flight no go, Zen enlightenment off melancholy invasion." Since the long way, Qing Xiu lonely, immortal self worship in Shumen, daily reminders, diligent practice, already reborn, soaring membership cents. However, in solitude, often within view of the heart, is still on the dust a bit sentimentally attached? Sit and watch the world of life, have had their lights under the ordinary people envy the idle read that a wisp of netrose? One
