Chapter 12 Chapter Eleven

For the sixth Dalai Lama who lives in Buddhism, his hometown is a curse.What this spell opens is his involvement with this world.This is undoubtedly a dangerous signal. What Buddhism pays attention to is that even if you are in the world, you must have a mind that is beyond the world.To be detached from things is to be free from the constraints of matter, to be free at will, and neither the origin nor the extinction can disturb the dust of the heart.We often hear that "jumping out of the three realms, not in the five elements", this is the state where the body and mind are not in the world.The Five Elements here is a Taoist statement, while the Three Realms is a Buddhist statement.

In Buddhist philosophy, the world includes three realms: the realm of desire, the realm of form, and the realm of formlessness.In layman's terms, the so-called Desire Realm is the realm of desires. We are in the Desire Realm, and the Infernal Hell is also here.Therefore, the world of desire is the most material world, complicated and endlessly entangled. If one cannot leave this realm, one cannot truly enter the Buddha realm. The realm of form is a realm that has been separated from desires. There are no desires for men, women, or food, but there are various images.In Buddhism, form corresponds to emptiness, form is form, formlessness is emptiness.Since there is still an image here, it also means that this place is not empty, it is still clinging to the world of existence.

The Formless Realm is a world without even an image. In an empty space, there is a mind.This is like a world with only spirits, all perceived with wisdom.But even if you want to, the world is not empty.Only when everything is emptied can one enter the truly free Buddhaland. Looking at such Buddhist teachings is like reading a science fiction novel, which seems to be the evolutionary history of life in the universe.But what would a world without consciousness look like?It's hard for many people to imagine it, let alone say they can't get in.Therefore, many people in the world believe that it is the realm of the gods, a realm that cannot be reached by humans.

In fact, the principles of Buddhism do not need to be separated from the world in which we live, to go to a higher world to experience it.The so-called world of desire is nothing more than the word "desire". If you give up the desire for desire, you can escape from the sea of ​​desire in this world.Even in the mortal world, there is no desire or desire.Even Confucianism advocates "one can be strong without desire", which shows that there are many people who can reach this state. If you want to be outstanding, you need to use the word "color".Form is a tangible existence, and you don't care about the existence of the image, so you won't be confused by the scene in front of you, and you can only see the essence of the facts.This is a kind of wisdom that sees the world clearly through the fog. Many people who are good at analysis are exactly this kind of masters. They are famous all over the world for their brilliant wisdom.

To leave the Formless Realm is to empty out this clever heart of wisdom.There is no imagination of being smart, no troubles of wanting to know everything, no obsession with a certain thing, the human heart has been free and easy to the point of incomparable comfort, just like an ancient hermit, walking at sunrise , Living at sunset, guarding against the wind, drinking when there is water, the change of heaven and earth can't disturb their minds, they shape with things like water, carefree. To sum it up, we can see that people who can jump out of the Three Realms in the world are actually people who can understand the truth of things, have no desires, no desires, no worries, and live in peace with the situation.Such people have real great wisdom. They may be rich or poor, but they are all at ease and extremely happy.Freeing human beings from life and death is the wisdom that Buddha wanted to give human beings.It's just that people in the world are ignorant, so they use all kinds of exaggerated comparisons to compare the realm of the soul to the real world, so that the world can worship and pursue it.

Although there are not many people who can reach this state in the world, there have always been them.They may be high-ranking people who live in seclusion, and Confucius should be taught by them; they may be eccentrics who behave insanely, Jigong with broken shoes and hats, so they are called living Buddhas by the world; they may also be street people. The common people live leisurely and happily in the tedious daily necessities; or high-ranking officials, when the politics are clear, they live in the temples, doing things that benefit the country and the people; .They all have one characteristic, that is, they do things without hindrance, at least without hindrance to their own hearts.

Tsangyang Gyatso once hoped to reach this state.He studied the scriptures seriously, hoping to get a magic weapon to make him forget the world.But the environment that Sangye Gyatso created for him to break away from the mundane, on the contrary aroused his yearning for the mundane.Those involved nostalgia, with Tsangyang Gyatso's heart, went straight to the mortal world.Here, there is the pain of parting from life and death, the pursuit of love between men and women, and the pain of not getting what you want.Everything here will take Tsangyang Gyatso's heart to the endless hell and make him suffer from the torment of desire.

Loneliness is Tsangyang Gyatso's only impression of the Potala Palace now.He wanted to get away from it all and return to the joys of childhood.He proposed to Sangye Gyatso that he wanted to go out to play.From the boy's eyes, Sangye Gyatso saw the sadness that young people rarely see, so he agreed.Perhaps it would be better to let him go to relax than to stay in the Potala Palace all the time.He arranged for Cangyang Gyatso to shoot arrows on the island in the pool behind the Red Mountain.So Tsangyang Gyatso took his bow and arrows and his entourage, put on the clothes of ordinary people, and descended from the high heaven to the world.

In order to build the Potala Palace, a lot of soil was excavated.It was time-consuming and labor-intensive to transport the soil from a distance, so we dug directly behind the Red Mountain. Over time, a large pool of water was formed here.In the center of the pool is a small island, covered with green grass and verdant trees. Amidst the movement of birds and fish, it is a natural scenery.Not many people come here.Occasionally, people who come to Hongshan will rest by the pool.Young men and women in love in Lhasa will also come here for picnics when the weather is fine.Sangye Gyatso believed that this was a very quiet place, so he didn't have to worry about Tsangyang Gyatso getting in touch with the world too much, so he let him go there with confidence.

Tsangyang Gyatso liked it very much.Everything here makes him feel that his hometown is near.The fragrance of the grass and trees, the rippling of the pond water, everything naturally made his heart open.He put himself in this lush greenery and concentrated on practicing arrows, as if by doing so, he could return to the mountains and rivers of his hometown. But the secular world is not a peaceful landscape. The rippling poetic and picturesque here often attracts desires.Cangyang Gyatso, who originally wanted to practice arrows quietly, saw men and women in the forest. They sang songs, danced, and offered sweet barley wine to each other when they were thirsty.His heart was hit by the noise. When had he seen this situation?

That was when he went on an outing with Rigzin Wangmo.That day, she brought food and blankets from home, and went with him to Rinka outside the city to bask in the sun.He sang a love song for her, and the blush on her face surpassed that of the sky.She danced to the song, and it was the most beautiful dance he had ever seen. He also remembered a poem he wrote for their tryst: Where I meet my lover, It is in the black forest of the southern mountain gorge, In addition to talking parrots, No one knows. Talking parrot invited, Please don't talk too much on the crossroads! (Translated by Yu Daoquan) It was a period of unbridled emotional years, everything was so happy that there was no sorrow.Like the men and women in this forest, it seems that life should be indescribably beautiful. Cangyang Gyatso felt a throbbing pain in his heart: How long has he forgotten her?What happened to the girl he loved so much now?Is she still waiting for news from him?Yes, she must be waiting for him, waiting for him bitterly.As she said, only death can separate them!Cangyang Gyatso's heart ached even more, he forgot her because of his superior status, how could he do this!He thought of her helpless eyes at the time of parting, and her smaller and smaller figure, and his heart trembled.He wants to see her, he wants to hear from her! A gust of wind was blowing, and Tsangyang Gyatso breathed against the wind full of longing.His heart is full of longing, looking forward to the arrival of the girl he misses.He wrote her a new love poem: Where does the wind come from? Wind, blow from home! The lovers of my childhood, The wind brought her! (Translated by Gao Ping) Let Feng'er bring her, even if it's just a trace of her breath, it can still make my heart feel a little comforted.In this world, there is no one who is closer to the soul than her.When relatives leave me one by one, the lover who once wanted to be together for a lifetime is the closest person.But this person is far away in his hometown, how can he meet her? ! The green cuckoo, When do you want to go to Menyu? I want to give to the beautiful maiden, Send the past three messages! (Translated by Gao Ping) For Cangyang Gyatso, who is not free, the free bird may be the best messenger.Let their wings vibrate, take his longing, go to his beautiful girl, let her know that the lover in the distance is still missing her. Cangyang Gyatso's longing became more and more intense, and the girl's figure could break into his mind at any time.His mind was in a trance, and the scriptures that were close at hand seemed to be floating outside the sea of ​​love.From time to time, he recalled the days when they were together, those beautiful days seemed to be yesterday.There was a smile on the corner of his mouth from time to time, but the moment of sobriety would make him fall into disappointment again. So he tossed and turned every night, unable to sleep every night.When he was awake, he looked into the distance, hoping to get news of his lover from any sight.Even the white clouds floating on the distant peaks have become lovers' prayers for him: On top of the western mountains, Blossoming white clouds drift, That is Rigzin Wangmo, Burn high incense for me. (Translated by Gao Ping) For those who suffer from lovesickness, any scene may be used to express lovesickness.In this association of objects and scenes, there is that unresolved emotion. Lovesickness is one of the most beautiful human emotions, a complex of love and resentment.Its beauty, with incompleteness and pain, is mournful and desolate.It is a kind of nostalgia, but also a kind of expectation. Whether it's Wen Bacha's "Fresh and wash, lean on the Wangjiang Tower alone. Passing a thousand sails is nothing, the slanting light is flowing and the water is long. Heartbroken Baipingzhou", or Li Taibai's "September butterfly yellow, double fly on the grass in the West Garden. Feeling This hurts my concubine's heart, and I sit and worry about my beauty. I will get off the three buses in the morning and evening, and I will send the book and newspaper home in advance. It is not far to meet each other, until Changfengsha", and this lovesickness is written very deeply. People who enjoy love hope that their lovesickness will be less painful; the appointment date will come sooner.However, who knows, it is this pain that makes people cherish the time together.It is this cherishment that makes people prefer not to jump out of the Three Realms, and is willing to be bound by the world. I think that the most beautiful love must have experienced an unforgettable lovesickness in the barren fleeting years.Just like Tsangyang Gyatso, sitting in the lonely Potala Palace, shaking the prayer wheel in his hands, chanting the supreme Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, but the woman named Rinzeng Wangmo is in his bleeding heart smile.