Chapter 28 The world of mortals is a Taoist place, misty rain washes the building

On a day when the lotus has not yet fallen, I went to Huishan Temple.This scar left in Xizhu has become a knot in my heart in this life, and it is impossible to untie it.Whenever I am tired of dust, I want to come here, pick a ginkgo, sit on the stone steps, and listen to the ethereal Sanskrit.In the early autumn, Huishan Mountain has many peaks and ridges, and the verdant mountains and forests have been embellished with red leaves and yellow edges, adding a sense of Zen.The thousand-year-old temple, with blue tiles and yellow walls, and a few corner cornices, is like entering a clear state.Those humble dusty thoughts living in the heart no longer linger on at this moment, but also concentrate on watching the scenery and realizing Bodhi quietly.

Huishan is really a good place to practice, living in a bustling city, but surrounded by mountains.With flowing water and winding paths, pavilions and pavilions, pines and ancient apricots, you can overlook the world of fireworks, and you can sit and watch the clouds rise from ancient temples.Here, the mountains, rivers, land, vegetation and forests are all Buddhas, and all the harm and troubles in the world are insignificant.How many people have climbed historic and famous mountains, but hidden in the peak forest, they are just insects and ants.How many people, boating on the vast Taihu Lake, can float in the cloud water, just a drop of water.The swallows are still in front of Wang Xietang, the emperors and generals have passed away, and the vicissitudes of life, who is in charge of the ups and downs?Compared with all things in nature, human life is really insignificant.

After passing the promenade of the temple, a Buddhist poem came into view, and suddenly I felt that I could see the moon through the clouds, and my heart was clear. "White clouds send each other out of the mountains, eyes full of red dust can't be removed. It doesn't mean that there is nothing in the city, every dust, every moment, every tower." After reading this poem, I feel that all my insights just now are so superficial.In order to avoid the abbot of the world of mortals, I pursued the black time of Huishan, brushed away the dust and crowds, and arrived at this pure land.I always feel that there is a lotus lamp, which lights up for me alone.When I am lost and helpless, it will support me and continue to walk the road that should be finished.In fact, I know that the temple is just a post house in my life, and I still have a long way to go to Lingshan.The fate is not over, the responsibility is in the body, and the fate is hard to handle, how dare you make a clean break and run away resolutely?

It was the Fifth Patriarch Fayan who wrote this poem.A monk of the Yang Qi Sect of Linjizong in the Northern Song Dynasty, a native of Mianzhou Brazil (Mianyang, Sichuan).He has a deep connection with Buddhism, and he has a clear and thorough understanding. The Buddhist poems and verses he wrote are all unique and have a Zen style.He first lived in Simian Mountain, and later moved to Baiyun Mountain. In his later years, he lived in Taiping Mountain and moved to Qizhou Fifth Patriarch Shandong Temple.On June 25th of the third year of Chongning, Emperor Huizong, he went to the hall to say goodbye to the congregation, and passed away after washing his hair and body. He lived for more than 80 years.It is known as "Five Patriarch Fayan" in the world.Such a concise process, as if every stroke of the painting, is full of Zen.

From ancient times to the present, thousands of people in the world of mortals have gone into the mountains in order to avoid the secular world. Some choose to become monks, and some choose to purify their hearts.Relying on his clear comprehension, Chan Master Fayan penetrated deep into the inextricable dust.The world of mortals has turned into a bodhi dojo, and the various states of life have become empty of all five aggregates.In his eyes, all worlds are the fruit of Buddha, and the filthy land is the pure land.A clean heart is not covered by dust even in the hustle and bustle of the city.Just like a lotus flower born in the world, it grows in the mud, still elegant and natural.If you are in a quiet mountain forest and you don't forget the worldly affairs in your heart, the mountains are also extremely noisy.If you are in the noisy world of mortals, if you recite the scripture Bei Sanyin in your heart, the world of mortals will also be cool and peaceful.

In the mind of Chan Master Fayan, the world is the pure land, and the mortal world is the ancient temple, which is also the Dharma field for his practice and the tower for his enlightenment.The so-called idle mind is everywhere, and the mind is quiet everywhere. It does not stick to cities and rivers and mountains, and has nothing to do with prosperity and tranquility.He can live in the vicissitudes of life regardless of his age, or he can ignore his age with rotten stones and pine trees.Maybe we all understand such a state, but it is not easy to understand it thoroughly.Our heart is like a ship that has untied its rope and is involved in the rolling dust waves. It has sunk too deep and gone too far.If you want to call it back, how can it be done overnight?It is said that at the beginning, the ending can be predicted, but often the ending will still surprise you.We have no way of knowing whether this exile has brought complete happiness or left regrets in vain.But as long as we have a Buddha in our hearts, we will not let ourselves go too far, to an irreparable and out-of-control situation.

For an ordinary person, Zen Buddhism is blurred and illusory, but being bound by countless emotions, that emptiness has become the yearning of this life.The wind of time, will read at will, and flow backwards.The materialistic world of mortals has come to the era of pursuing a return to basics.Maybe we don't have a Buddha heart and can't comprehend a deeper realm, but we can be an ordinary person in the world and have simple happiness.In a simple house, amidst the smoke from cooking, you can also practice Zen and cultivate your mind. Nowadays, many people, in pursuit of inner peace, like to carry their bags and send themselves to deep mountains and old forests.It seems that the more remote and inaccessible the place, the more fascinating it is.At the Hongchen Ferry, propped up a penny, boarded a blue boat alone, and was exiled in thousands of rivers and mountains.I just want to find a paradise, live in a hut, and eat wild vegetables.Every day, I look down at the green mountains and green waters, and the clouds and smoke in my dreams. Sometimes I really forget where I came from, and I forget the passing years of Jinse.

Build a thatched hut by the water of Yangliuxi, where rape blossoms bloom, work at sunrise and rest at sunset.The sun and the moon are the clocks, and the landscape is the stage of life.A simple farmer walks on the ridge with a lotus hoe; a chaste peasant woman mends clothes under the old window; innocent children play and play on the green lawn.A few cows and sheep strolled in the fields, and a few chickens and ducks played hide and seek on the fence.The woodcutter sings and the fisherman encourages.Birds go to their nests and leave people to go home.What a simple picture, until today, it has become a Taoyuan that we will never be able to reach.

Taoyuan is not necessarily a garden full of peach blossoms.A hut is not necessarily a thatched hut.It's just that deep in our hearts, the peaceful destination of one side, the peace we are looking for, is actually in our own hearts.Remove the smoke and dust in your heart, and the world in your eyes will be clear and clear. Yesterday's misfortune will become today's happiness.The land we step on is our home, our dojo, our building.In this land, you can settle down and live, you can write the years, and leave some small and old stories for future generations to chew and recall. Everyone born is a piece of jade in the rough, and it is naturally vicissitudes.In the process of growing up, some people carve themselves into a piece of beautiful jade that can be worn, hang it in the spring breeze and autumn moon, and accompany them for the rest of their lives.Some people stick to the simplicity, do not embellish, and go through a long life to restore the truth.No matter what the ending is, stick to being yourself, get rid of the world of mortals, be calm in your heart, come lightly, and go lightly.