Smart musical notes flow out of the zen rhyme, such as the clear spring under the morning light hitting the stone splashing colorful rainbow light, allowing you to be instantly isolated from the hustle and bustle - the leaping breath of life dances lightly in your ears, crushing fatigue into dandelion fleece and drifting away with the wind; the rest of the room chime bamboo languageThe ethereal reverberation, in a trance, has regained the nourishment of the clear spring of the soul. Zen: Prajna