Chapter 27 A romantic affair, the beauty alone knows
When I woke up from a nap, it was already dusk, and it was still raining outside the window.I had a dream, and the dream was deserted and cold, just like this long autumn day, although it has an end, it is always exciting.I think of a sentence my friend said a few days ago: "Autumn's love disaster." Yes, autumn is like a sharp sword that has been frosted, and no one can escape its slaughter.Maybe everyone should have a dream nest to avoid being displaced in this cold season.But many people are doomed to lose, just like flowing water cannot keep falling flowers, sunshine cannot keep white snow.I once heard a very beautiful sentence somewhere, even if I lose myself, I will not lose you.This sentence is like a promise, although it was not told by someone to me, it warmed my meager heart.
In the story doomed to be lost, all we can do is to keep a little bit of beauty.With a soft heart, pick up a fallen leaf and put it in a collection of youthful poems.Or on a misty and rainy evening, hold an oil-paper umbrella and wander in the alleys of Qingshi.Or in a deep autumn afternoon, intoxicated in the maple forest, looking for a memory of Song Ci.When I get old, looking back on these smoky past events, apart from sighs of regret, is there still a trace of sadness and sweetness?We always like to create a beautiful dream in our hearts, because the reality is too cruel, so you and I dare not touch the wounds in our hearts easily.When I was alone, I would buy drunk in the silent night, just for an irreversible love affair when I was young.
Make a cup of jasmine tea without drinking it, and feel the mist in the cup quietly.Listening to the rain through the curtain, a sound fell from the tile eaves and splashed on the smooth stones, polished so that there was no edge, and even the moss had no chance to cling to it.It is said that water drips through stone, but how many people can afford to wait for this long process.The length of time people get along with each other depends on the depth of fate. When the love is weak, no matter how deep the promise is, it will be shattered.At that time, who else will accompany who, and have a long talk in the cold night, talk about the emotions in the past, talk about the prosperity that is fading away, and talk about the tears that each other shed for love for the first time.Then we parted again, each hastily walked through the narrow passage of life, you have your haven, and I have my destination.
Recalling a Zen poem by an eminent monk in the Song Dynasty: "The golden duck incense sells the brocade curtain, and the shengge is drunk to help you return. Only the beautiful woman knows about the romantic affairs of a young man." It seems that the waves of love in the past and the turbulent waves of reality are always Will drown a firm heart.This is an enlightenment poem written by an eminent monk named Buddha Guo Yuanwu. Only one person can understand the taste of a certain love affair.A teenage love affair, only known to the beautiful woman with whom he had a love affair, and they are in love with each other, so how can they tell outsiders?
It is said that Zen Master Foguo wrote this enlightenment poem, and there is an interesting origin.The fifth patriarch Fayan, the master of Foguo Yuanwu, once wrote a poem: "A piece of scenery can't be painted, and I feel annoyed in the depths of the bridal chamber. It's okay to call Xiaoyuyuan frequently, as long as Tanlang can recognize it." Zen master Foguo listened, as if I realized something, so I asked my master for proof.Fayan knew that his opportunity for enlightenment was ripe, so he shouted: "What is the meaning of the patriarch's coming from the west? The cypress tree in front of the court!" Zen master Foguo suddenly understood, went outside, and saw a rooster flying on the railing, flapping its wings He raised his neck and cried, and couldn't help laughing: "Isn't this the voice in 'As long as Tanlang can recognize the voice'?" So he wrote his enlightenment experience into a gatha and presented it to the fifth patriarch Fayan.
Foguo Yuanwu, a famous eminent monk of the Yangqi Sect of Linjizong in Song Dynasty, with the common surname Luo and Wuzhu, was born in Chongning, Pengzhou.Throughout his life, he was the abbot of Zhaojue Temple in Chengdu, Lingquan Temple in Jiashan, Jiangshan in Jinling, Wanshou Temple in Tianning, Jinshan Temple in Zhenjiang and other famous Taoist temples in China, with disciples all over the world.In my opinion, Zen Master Foguo's Enlightenment Poems are like a romantic affair.It's just that I don't know what kind of beautiful woman can move the hearts of monks, and what kind of emotions can make eminent monks never forget when they sit in meditation.For a long time, I thought that monks who escaped into Buddhism would delete everything in the past, and the stories that happened once became the missing pages in the book of life.After reading enlightenment poems, I realized that a person with a clear mind is actually lighter than ordinary people.Any abandonment and forgetting are all obsessions, all dharmas follow conditions, come and go according to the heart, this is pure Zen.
People in the world always like to read other people's stories when they are quiet, and like to cover those ordinary days with extraordinary emotions.Immersed in a story, like approaching a vague dream, sad by other people's sadness, moved by others' moving.Therefore, we are often moved to tears by a certain TV series, do not think about food and drink for a character in a certain book, or even heartbroken by a piece of music.And everything comes from the heart-touching love affairs behind it. These feelings can add fresh greenery to the aging years, warm white smoke to the cold life, and bring fresh colors to the dead soul.
Emotion is like a cup of tea, there are different brewing methods and tasting methods, some people like it to be fragrant and sweet, while others like it to be bitter and strong.Emotion is also like a play. Different people have different arrangements. Some people prefer the perfection of comedy, while others are obsessed with the incompleteness of tragedy.Perhaps everyone knows that a person who converts to Buddhism should end the sinful fate and love debt of the world of mortals.In order to meditate and meditate, all obsessions violate the precepts and rules. Because they can't, they desire more.In the eyes of ordinary people, it is not unusual for a person in the secular world to live and die for love, and make many irreparable mistakes.However, if a monk in the sill is moved by a certain woman and falls in love with him, it will become a topic of debate.
Su Manshu said, "I hate to meet when I was not shaved", which made many people feel sorry for it.Cangyang Gyatso's words "Don't let the Tathagata live up to you" touched the sensitive hearts of many people.If these emotions are placed on an ordinary person, even if he loves him deeply, he will not be so obsessed by the world.Because they are monks who cannot be moved by mortal relationships, they love harder and more desolately than ordinary people.Although practice is good, it can be indifferent to the world and stay away from disturbances, but the lack of love between men and women in the world is also a great shortcoming in life.So no matter whether you are in the world or outside the world, there will be inextricable shackles.Although gains and losses follow fate, emotions are like a Gu in fate, piercing into everyone's body and following you and me for the rest of our lives.
The compassionate Buddha relieved the suffering of all living beings, but left the fruit of love for himself.To save someone, you must first love someone.If you are really calm and enlightened, you will store the past in your heart.When we are old and gray-haired, there must be someone who will come out with you and claim a deep-seated emotion when we were young.