Chapter 22 Twenty-two, cause and effect

Life cannot be bargained, no matter whether the fate is fair or unfair, we have to bear it.The causes of the previous life will have the retribution of this life. A friend who has been lost for many years can still call your name when you meet again by chance, you will definitely think that you are the person he misses.In fact, although there are countless living beings in this world, they are nothing but you, nothing but me, and nothing but him.So remembering and forgetting don't seem to be important, maybe we will meet at a certain intersection someday.The so-called meeting is worse than nostalgia, and nostalgia is worse than forgetting each other.In the end, we all have to return to lakes, rivers, seas, deep valleys and deep mountains, neighbors with dust, and companions with vegetation.

Therefore, although walking alone in the world is lonely, you can encounter many unexpected scenery along the way, and even harvest some legendary stories that have been inadvertently shaken by time.I finally understand why so many people like to travel far away with their bags on their backs. It is because the world is tired, and the beauty of natural scenery is an irresistible temptation.We just want to rub shoulders with some customs, hold hands with some souls, and say goodbye to some time on the way of the journey. It is said that the cherry blossoms in Japan are beautiful and unparalleled in the world.How many people admire the name of cherry blossoms, and rush to that remote island country with the dust from all over the world, looking forward to forming a relationship with cherry blossoms.When they came, they didn't know what would happen in this strange country, whether it was sadness or joy, blessing or disaster.Life is an adventure, the road ahead is blocked by smog, we can't see the direction, but we still have to go through both wind and rain.One's life is spent in pursuit. Those eminent monks sitting on the futon seem to be quiet and inactive, but in fact they have reached a height of ecstasy in the years of meditation, leaving the sea of ​​suffering in the world, staying away from upside-down dreams, and finally reaching nirvana. The boundary of the disk.

Those who come to see the cherry blossoms do not know that Japanese snowflakes also have a breathtaking charm.When Su Manshu went to Japan to recover from his illness, it was the season when snowflakes were flying.This island country is covered by ice and snow, which also conceals its past vicissitudes, leaving only a piece of innocence in the world.We can dream in this white and clean world, and no one has the heart to destroy this perfection.Su Manshu is a poet. Poets have a complex for ice and snow, and the poems written with snowflakes also flow with spirituality and coolness.And we also like ice and snow, the snowflakes flying all over the sky carry the romance of isolation, washing away all the filth in the world.

In January, Su Manshu met Sun Yat-sen, Ju Zheng, Tian Tong, Yang Cangbai and others in Tokyo. They were all influential figures of the times, and they gathered here to talk about state affairs and discuss life.They are a group of people who share the same boat, sailing on the sea of ​​truth, using deep thoughts to wake up the lost souls in the world.Perhaps it was because Su Manshu was ill, he preferred to gather with his close friends, cook tea around the stove, and talk at night in the cold window.Be a person who carries a pot, boil thousands of years of history and culture into fragrant tea, taste it with a Zen heart, and the life filtered by tea may be more clear.

The past love is always unforgettable. Under the romantic snowflakes in Tokyo, Su Manshu recalled the kite player.Being in the same city, he could almost smell her breath, and smell the strong aroma of coffee wafting from her simple room.After four years of separation, since that time when Su Manshu turned around and left, Baizhu also disappeared without a word.In fact, Su Manshu also inquired about her quietly, not to renew her relationship, but just to know if this singer girl from the end of the world is doing well in the chaotic world.Su Manshu knew that even an apology was unnecessary between him and her.In his heart, Baizhu is a figure like ice and snow, scattered in the world of mortals but with a noble soul.He was afraid that any warmth from him would melt her, and her fearless attachment made him end up escaping.

Su Manshu never denied his cowardice, and if he was asked to bear all the sins of the past, he would have no complaints.But he has no regrets. Su Manshu doesn't think that what he did was wrong. If time goes back, he will still run away.Everything is due to temperament, the country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change, Su Manshu changed his temperament easily, is he still Su Manshu?If he converts to Buddhism wholeheartedly, reads ancient scrolls under the green lamp, and is not moved by worldly emotions, how can there be so many legends in his life?Even if he is infatuated with a certain woman and promises her that the world will last forever and the sea will dry up, then he is just a man in the world, living a life of smoke for four seasons.Will his poetry continue to flow?Will his story be pursued by the world?

In February, Su Manshu visited Biwa Lake in Xijing, Japan, and wrote a poem "Xijing Step Fengzi Rhyme", "Live and hate flowers, hair and willows with smoke, drifting in the East China Sea for 20 years. Repent to the full of Zen and space, and sleep by the side of Biwa Lake." Su Manshu Manshu seems to be playing games in the human world, but deep down in his heart he has never forgotten that he is a Buddhist disciple.The world seems to be chaotic, making him unable to sit quietly on the futon, and the five aggregates are all empty.This kind of pain of indulging in the world, the helplessness of falling into the dust net and unable to escape, I am afraid that I can't really understand it without personally experiencing it.How many years have been floating around, old and beautiful, but there is nowhere to tell the vicissitudes of half a lifetime.Over the years, Su Manshu has been explaining the scriptures for others, but he doesn't know who will interpret the scriptures of his own life.

So he wrote: "Follow the fate to pass the time, and make a living in the old cassock." A blurted sentence also made people deeply moved.The world ebbs and flows, and no one can withstand the passage of time. We are all passers-by walking around the world, wearing our own costumes and playing one or more roles.Across the rivers and lakes, life like straw ropes will be gone one day.At the moment when the dream is broken, all the regrets and regrets are wiped out.Life cannot be bargained, no matter whether the fate is fair or unfair, we have to bear it.The causes of the previous life will have the retribution of this life.If there are debts that cannot be settled, and causes that cannot be explained, they are all attributed to the previous life and entrusted to the next life.

During these days, Su Manshu attacked the "Three Discourses".Sanlunzong is a Buddhist sect in the Sui and Tang Dynasties in China. It is named after the creation of three treatises based on Nagarjuna's "Zhonglun", "Twelve Gates" and Diva's "Hundred Treatises".It is also named Kongzong or Dharmatazong because it expounds "everything is empty" and "all dharmas are empty".In fact, it is not necessary to go to ancient temples and forests to practice Zen and enlightenment. The world of mortals can also be a Taoist place, and the taste of the world can also be boiled into Bodhi.Just like many hermits, they trek across mountains and rivers to build a thatched hut on the cloud cliffs in secluded valleys, thinking that they will be far away from the hustle and bustle, but a simple common thought in their hearts can shatter all their dreams.There is also a dust-free state in the depths of the world of mortals. People are like this. The more they want to turn back, the more they can't turn back. When one day they walk too far and can't find a way out, they will turn back involuntarily.

In the cold spring, although Su Manshu is immersed in Buddhism and Zen, he still does not forget the delicious food in the world.His illness relapsed again, and the reason was that he was exposed to the wind and dew while swimming in the lake, combined with excessive eating and fatigue.The pain was unbearable, so Su Manshu had to go to the doctor to rest.Lying alone on the sickbed, loneliness and helplessness wrap him tightly, only the shadow of the tree will occasionally come to his window to pace on moonlit nights.When sitting in meditation, he often forgets whether this life is safe or not, and the scriptures that are usually difficult to understand can be realized in an instant.When he was sick, although he was lonely, he had enough time to re-examine his life.

Singing madly all over the world, fighting wine and yellow chickens at the family of scholars. The flowers and plants in the world are too hasty, and the flowers are empty when the spring is not over. Fangcao Tianya people are like dreams, green peach blossoms are like smoke in the next month. He wrote lonely and hurtful poems in the cold spring of March. He was looking forward to meeting a certain beauty unexpectedly and holding hands for a spring banquet together, but he was afraid that he would not be able to sit at the table.How much I want to make a bet with time, and find that the chips are getting less and less after the age of 30.He didn't want his incomplete and broken stories to disturb the early green of early spring, but he was so unwilling to be lonely.If at this time, a graceful and affectionate woman walks by, I wonder if he, who is half-monk and half-vulgar, will still recite the poem "I hate to meet you when you are not shaved"?