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Chapter 13 Qinghuan

on the cloud 林清玄 3519Words 2018-03-18
When I was a teenager, I read Su Shi’s Yijue Ci and liked it very much. I can still recite it now: The drizzle and the slanting wind make a slight cold, Light smoke and sparse willows favor the sunny beach. Entering the Huai River, Qing Dynasty, and Luo Dynasty gradually become long, Snow Foam Milk Flower Floating Lamp. Trial Spring Plate with Polygonum Velvet and Artemisia Bamboo Shoots, The taste in the world is pure joy. This rhetoric, Su Shi wrote beside it "November 24, the seventh year of Yuanfeng, from Uncle Liu Qian of Sizhou to visit Nanshan". It turned out that Su Shi and his friends went to the suburbs to play and drank snow foam milk in Nanshan. The small wine of flowers is paired with Polygonum cabbage, chrysanthemum chrysanthemum, new bamboo shoots, and young shoots of weeds in the mountains and fields in spring, and then I admire: "There is a taste in the world, it is joy!" , the most important thing is that I love the last sentence, because the ordinary Qinghuan taste of wild vegetables is more delicious in the world. What is "Qinghuan"?Qinghuan is almost difficult to translate. It can be said "light joy". This kind of light joy comes not from other places, but from a kind of love for a peaceful, sparse and simple life. When a person can Tasting the fragrance of wild vegetables is better than the delicacies of mountains and seas, or one finds a more attractive taste than diamonds in the stones on the side of the road, or one feels more moved by the sound of birdsong in the forest than walking a bird in a cage, or I even realized that sipping a pot of oolong tea quietly can cleanse the soul better than having a noisy dinner party... These are "Qing Huan".

The reason why Qinghuan is good is that it has no desire for life, it does not pay attention to material conditions, but only pays attention to the taste of the soul. The realm of "Qinghuan" is very high. It is also different from Du Fu's "Life is full of love and tears, rivers of rivers and rivers of flowers" Is it the ultimate "such sad thoughts, or the helpless sigh of "we don't meet each other in life, but we move like participating in business; tonight and night, we will share this lamp and candlelight together". We live in this world, and there are thousands of kinds of life. Wen Tianxiang's is "everyone in life has died since ancient times, keep the loyalty to reflect Han Qing", we can easily feel his strong ambition. Ouyang Xiu's is "Life is naturally love and infatuation" , this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon", we can feel his continuous love and hatred. Nalan Xingde is "a person who is passionate and passionate, but now he is really not passionate", it is not difficult for us to realize his helplessness Sadness. Even like Wang Guowei's "Life is just like the wind before the wind, happiness is also sporadic, sadness is also sporadic, all like Jiang Diandianping!" The deep-rooted feeling of life's impermanence can still be known.

But "Qing Huan" is difficult! Especially people who live in modern times almost have no joys. What do you mean Qing Huan?We wanted to take a good walk on the side of the road, but the sounds of people and cars kept roaring past. There was hardly a moment of pure silence in a day. When we went to the restaurant, we wanted to eat some light side dishes, but it was almost impossible to get them. Too much oil, too much sauce, too much salt and monosodium glutamate have become the biggest features of Chinese cuisine. Sometimes we are afraid of being so greasy. In particular, I asked the cook to cook a dish for nothing. When the dish came out, people were shocked because there were more salads on the dish than the dishes.

Sometimes we have nothing to do, and our mood is only suitable for drinking a cup of tea and a cup of coffee with friends. Unfortunately, we have our mood and friends, but we can’t find a place. The place with tea and coffee is always noisy. And it is difficult to find a place to drink tea while viewing the scenery. There is no Qinghuan in the world, so go to the mountains!to the sea!However, Shanbian and Haimei are not pure anymore. Wherever people can go, there will be garbage, filth, and noise! There are a few places I used to go to often, like Baiyun Mountain Villa in Yangmingshan, called a pot of orchid tea, overlooking the stacked high-rise buildings and human desires in the Taipei Basin, drinking tea by myself, you can taste the refreshing taste of tea. joyous.For example, there is a small lake by the side of the mountain road between Beitou and Yangming Mountain. There are hawkers selling Kung Fu tea by the lake, a small coffee table, and a rattan reclining chair. I drive there alone, walk through the stone path, order a pot of tea, and sit on the reclining chair. Leaning quietly on the bed, sometimes the lotus in the lake blooms, it is really amazing the silence of a mountain, once I went with a friend, the two of them drank tea quietly on the recliner, and they couldn’t speak a few words all afternoon, at that time I think this is probably "a taste in the world is a joy".

Now I can't go to these two places, and I can only feel sad when I go there.What is in the lake is not lotus, but soda cans floating, and it is impossible to lie quietly by the pool, because there are more people than grass, and the stone slabs are also damaged by trampling.On holidays, it’s hard to walk without jostling with others, let alone sit down and drink tea. If you’re even more unlucky, you’ll meet bikers whizzing by and young people dancing with music players. At that time, all the sensory and sensory circuits went off fire, not to mention Qing Huan, even Huan was gone. It is getting more and more difficult to find Qinghuan day by day.

When I was a student, I had a friend who lived at the foot of Zhonghe Yuantong Temple. I often went to him in a bumpy bus, and the two of us walked, sat, and walked along the stone steps up the mountain at no speed. Stop and take a look, at that time, there were hibiscus flowers growing messily on both sides of the stone steps on the mountain road of Yuantong Temple. We walked all the way, picked up a ripe hibiscus flower, sucked the dew at the bottom of the flower, it was as sweet as honey, And the fragrance is better than honey, gently contains the taste of a flower, and there is a kind of joy that only spring can have in my heart.

Yuantong Temple is a temple made of solid stones. Those black and strong stones sit on the mountain like an immortal castle, shaded by green trees, and the breeze is gentle. We stood in the front yard paved with stone slabs and watched In a growing small town, the temple at that time was clear and quiet, making people feel that walking such a high mountain road and being able to look into the distance from that platform is the joy of life. Later, my friend got married and went abroad. I went to Yuantong Temple. The mountain road has been opened up, and the car can go around the mountain. The small mountain road is rarely used by people. There are full of vendors at the gate of the temple. , there is a machine horse for children to sit on, children's chirping songs shook the mountain, and there are two sausage stalls. The white smoke of roasted sausages is drifting towards the big Buddha in the ancient temple. The child ate sausages and beat the two children, screaming and rushing violently... I didn't even enter the gate of Yuantong Temple, so I turned around and left in silence. The mountain is still the same mountain, the temple is the same, Why does it feel completely different, is there something missing?What was lost was Qing Huan.

The mood of going down the mountain is unbearable. Thinking of the separated friends, the mood is not sad, but melancholy. What floats up is a poem and a poem. Into the sky, as if in a dream!" The poem was written by Li Gou: "People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, but when you look at the end of the world, you can't see your home; I hate that the Bishan Mountain is separated, and the Bishan Mountain is still covered by the evening clouds!" It was dusk at that time, In the sunset covered by urban smog, I really saw a kind of tragic orange. When I was twenty years old, when I was in a bad mood, I went to the horse riding field opposite the Youth Park to ride horses. Although the horses were tame and slow, they were all young and tall with smooth coats.When the legs are clamped hard, it will snort and rush forward like an arrow, and the rush of the wind will pass by both ears. What I remember most is when the horse is running, the green grass that is moving quickly, green and fluffy, As if full of life juice, after running a few laps, all the evil moods dissipated in the wind, in the green grass, and in the howling of the horse.

Especially in the winter morning, when the rein is drawn, the horse stands on the ground, kicking its long legs, with wisps of white air coming out of its nostrils, the air can last for a long time, when the horse's breath disappears in the air, People also seem to have gained some relief. After riding the horse, go for a walk in the Youth Park, and walk under the shade of the trees. The cold and strong air is flowing in the forest. You can breathe deeply and indulgently, and taste the elements contained in the air. The elements are not The other one is Qing Huan. One day recently, I suddenly thought of riding a horse. I haven't ridden for more than ten years.When I arrived at the horse riding ground in Qingnian Park, I almost fainted. It turned out that there was no grass in the huge horse farm. The horse farm without a grass is probably only found in Taiwan. When the horse ran, the dust billowed and caused the palm  mace wood ∈ sled Zhao crisp board ⒌ curtain servant grain  killing stability is difficult to say Α B 桪 fear? The hair color is stripped and loses luster.

The most frightening thing is that at some point a plastic shed was built on the horse farm, and the concrete floor was paved.Why sacrifice this racecourse for a small profit? I know that horses will always be old, and people will change. I can't understand the fact that there are robot horses where there are real horses, and there is no grass where the horses run. The youth park just across from the racecourse is no longer a park. The people are more crowded and noisy than Ximending, the air is worse than a cafe, the trees are withered, the grass is yellow, and the sun is no longer shining brightly.I walked across the park, thinking of my boyhood

My heart aches like twisting in this park, not to mention Qinghuan, it is just like the "five turbidity evil world" mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures! Born in this era, why is "Qing Huan" so hard to find.If you want clear eyes, you will not find green mountains and green waters; if you want clear ears, you will not find peace and harmony; if you want clear noses, you will not find clean air; If you want to be happy, you can't find a cool and pure land; if you want to be happy, you can't find wisdom and a bright heart.If you want to enjoy pure joy, the only way is to stay in your own small world and cleanse your soul, because the more material world we have, the more we lose our light joy. The joy of modern people is to eat fried crickets in beer halls where the oily smoke is bursting and the sanitation is worrying; Going to the Tuji Mountain Villa to drink booze; and doing Fangcheng in a small room, always repeating the action of drawing cards... These filthy and carefree lives thought they were joyful, but when they think about them, they are rather sad.Why can't modern people live a pure and happy life, but instead regard turbidity as joy and purity as suffering? When a person takes turbidity as joy, it is difficult to experience the taste of clarity in life, and when the joy is over and the turbidity reappears, the world becomes more and more tasteless. This reminds me of another poem by Dongpo: The pear blossoms are pale white and the willows are deep green, When the catkins fly, the city is full of flowers; Melancholy about a branch of snow in the southeast, How clear is life? Su Shi looked at the pear blossoms outside the railing with Donglan. When catkins were flying all over the city, the pear blossoms were also blooming everywhere, but the pear blossom in Donglan protruded from the deep green willows, as beautiful as snow, with a kind of The beauty of melancholy, but in life, how many times can you see such a clear and delightful pear blossom?This is exactly the disposition of romantic figures through the ages, and this is exactly what Qing Dynasty painter Sheng Dashi said in Xishan Woyou Lu: "The more sophisticated a mortal is, the more witty he is. The more witty he is, the less he is. Very elegant." "What is there in the mountains? There are many white clouds on the mountains, but you can only be happy, and you can't bear to give it to the king. You are a first-rate person." What is the first-rate character? A first-rate character is a character who can experience the taste of the world in Qing Huan! The first-rate characters are those who can find joy in the filthy world! December 15, 1985
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