净手赏具眼神,姿势,动作。多么虔诚!我们坐在椅子上,抑或站在阳台上,静观,几缕阳光穿透玻璃,悠然地,飘渺久违的禅境。此时,身边最好有一株植物,不高,不低,不粗,不细。这样,我们就可以用绿色的心灵,聆听婴儿的小手,微微发声。这声,已经透过鲜红的脐带,触动母亲的微笑。如果有一枚紫砂壶,在恰当的节点,轻轻发出入世的邀请,这声,就会追随一叶茶,潜入我们的血脉,并从每一个毛孔里,吐出香香的阳光和呼吸! Net hand tours look, posture, action. What a piety! We sat in a chair, or standing on the balcony, static view, a few rays of sunlight through the glass, leisurely, misty long-lost Zen. At this point, the best around a plant, not high, not low, not thick, not fine. In this way, we can use the green heart, listen to the baby’s hand, a slight sound. This sound, has touched the mother’s smile through the bright red umbilical cord. If you have a teapot, at the appropriate node, gently issued an invitation to enter the world, this sound, it will follow a leaf tea, sneaked into our blood and from each pore, spit out the fragrant sunlight and breathing!