The Zen learned by Xieying is still far from spiritual practice.

The Zen learned by Xieying Girl is a spoonful of spiritual chicken soup.

I lit a room full of sandalwood and sat cross-legged on the ground. All the girls listened with their eyes closed. Some listened to it with excitement, some listened to it, and some listened to it and some went to bed.

One exhale, one inhale, one exhale, one inhale.

Xiaoxiao practiced a class of yoga at the last moment. Anyway, everyone closed their eyes and no one could see anyone.

"Picking flowers and smiling, crossing the sea to dress, you and me are separated by thousands of lamps. Now everyone is just open and calm, so that you can calm your mind."

Mr. Chen Yin talked to the end and slowly opened his eyes, looking at the students' sitting posture with compassion for all things: some sitting with their knees, some sitting half lying, some taking a nap... The most shocking thing was that the girl sitting in the last row completely tied up her body and limbs. In the eyes of Mr. Chen Yin, she looked like a desperate goat passing through the ravine.

Xiaoxiao was indeed having fun, and he hastily ended his complicated 'Ace Pigeon's yoga movements, resumed cross-leggedness, and adjusted his breathing.

It seems that the gentleman saw it...

Xiaoxiao closed her eyes in a complicated mood. When she heard her husband's steps approaching, what should she do? She insisted that she was sitting cross-legged just now. She insisted that she was the illusion of her husband. She must have not done those snake sperm positions...

Hearing the gentleman sigh, he asked himself, "Do you feel bitter?"

Xiaoxiao opened her eyes and shook her head slowly.

"Can you suffer if you substitute for the things around you?"

This question is too difficult.

Xiaoxiao looked at everyone in despair, and everyone was still closing their eyes and pricking their ears.

Xiaoxiao saw the rosy plum tree outside the window and said, "When the flowers bloom, I will suffer for her."

"Where does this suffering come from?"

"Some people say that peach blossoms are like beautiful women, and they are definitely indispensable in the singing and dancing arena. Li Ru female Taoist priests should be placed in the smoke, clouds, springs and stones, but there is no need to be multiple ears."

The lay Buddhist Chenyin smiled deeply: "You can know that people are suffering, but your heart is good."

The end of get out of class bell rang.

Xiaoxiao would be crazy if he continues to meditate like this.

The students returned to their original position by relying on the desks and stools placed around the classroom.

Ruicai pulled and smiled: "Did you go to the toilet?"

"I don't know where the toilet is yet, let's go together."

Girls’ friendship often starts with going to the bathroom together.

After leaving the classroom, there were already several classmates walking or sitting in the corridor. The phoenix-like eyes were called Xuanhe, and they were sitting in the corridor with a girl. When they saw Xiaoxiao, they smiled at her, and Xiaoxiao smiled at her.

"I've been very popular recently for making small gourds, with various glass beads." Ruicai took out a big red gourd from his purse and said, "Here, this is what I just made before. If you like it, I'll give it to you."

"It's so beautiful." Xiaoxiao said bluntly that it's not easy to give to others when you receive a gift you don't like, and you don't wear it yourself, so you can only sit still.

Ruicai was a little disappointed and wanted to give Xiaoxiao something in his heart.

Xiaoxiao said again: "Why give me a string of white?"

Ruicai was happy again, but said wonderingly: "Will the white gourd vine look good?"

"It will look good with colorful glass beads."

Ruicai thoughtfully: "You know how to match the colors. Last time I said I was suitable for duck egg green. My mother made me more than a dozen duck egg green clothes at once, and I was tired of wearing them."

He laughed and laughed: "There are too many! Last time I chose the color for you, in addition to duck egg green, apple green and painted green, all suitable for you. Furthermore, the colors of the clothes are fixed, and the styles can be of various shapes. In addition, the color matching, such as collar slap, skirt, purse, and sachets, can all play the role of color matching. For example, your string of gourds, dresses of different colors will have different styles."

"Style." Ruicai heard this word for the first time and thought it was very nice. Tang Xiaoxiao in front of him had a very special style. "If you have time, come to my house and help me choose the color well!"

Xiaoxiao also prepared a small gift, thinking that if he had a good partner at school on the first day, he would give it to him. So he chose a lace sachet with ginger and amber square beads from his purse: "I made this myself, do you like it?"

"The color you choose is of course the best," Ruicai took it and said in surprise: "A such a thin network?! How small is this made by the hands?!"

Xiaoxiao and said, "This is a lace collar, which is made with a small copper hook."

Ruicai looked at the lace sachet carefully and was a small sunflower pattern that kept its head: "It's so delicate, even the melon seeds in the heart of the sunflower can be seen!"

"If you like it, I will teach you how to do it!"

"Really?" Ruicai jumped tall in the spot happily, "Then they must beg us to teach them! If you don't teach, you won't teach!"

"It's fun to make it together."

Ruicai thought for a while and nodded: "The strange Taoist Chenyin lay Buddhist is dedicated to meditation with you. Your heart is generous and can tolerate others."

"Actually, sometimes I'm pretty scheming." Xiaoxiao couldn't tolerate many things, such as Yun Yi and as small as wheel biscuits.

There are three roads down from the flower slope, one of which is a stone staircase located in the sea of ​​flowers. Xiaoxiao came from here when he came, but the coldness of the neon festival overshadowed the beauty of the sea of ​​flowers, and Xiaoxiao didn't appreciate it much; the other is a large gentle slope on the east side of the sea of ​​flowers; the third one is currently walking with Ruicai, located on the north side of the hillside, with pyracantha planted next to it. In the words of Ruicai, there are few people walking here and it is quiet.

Walking past a pavilion with a peculiar shape, there is a small pavilion above the pavilion. Looking at the plaque, it says "Locust Pavilion".

Xiaoxiao said, "Many of our buildings are named after insects. If the Kareem Bridge is suitable for men, I don't know what the connotation of this locust pavilion has."

"I know that it is a katycodile. What is a locust? a locust?" Ruicai asked.

"It's very similar to locusts, but the head is small and pointed, and the big ones are often carrying small ones."

"Oh!" Ruicai suddenly realized, "In our countryside words, it is just 'take-and-take-and-take-and-take-and-take-and-take-and-take-and-take-and-take-take-and-take-take-and-take-take-take-and-take-take-take-take-take-take-take-take-take-take-take-take-take-take-take-take-take-take-take-take-take-take-take-take-take-take-take

"Why is it called a sacrificial battle?"

"We caught it and pinched the hind legs, and it just popped up, and the children sang 'Hold, bear, bear the fight!'"
Chapter completed!