Chapter 44 Burning Will, Burning Phoenix Flower(42)

I have always liked the flowers that bloom on trees, and I always feel that there is a kind of beauty that combines rigidity and softness--flowers may not be shy and weak, but upright and firm.The phoenix flower is the first flower I know that blooms on trees. When I was young, there was a poinciana tree by the bridge of the small river in front of my house. I used to play with my neighbor’s children under its tall and tall trunk.Sometimes when the wind blows, the phoenix flowers fall like rain, and after a while, the ground is full of petals.We picked up the petals of the phoenix in a hurry, and then made them into red butterflies and put them in the books.Every time I open the book, the red butterfly is like a burning phoenix about to fly away...

On the first day of elementary school, I was not used to group life, so I skipped school and went home. For several days, I voluntarily left school early.A few days later, when I was pacing all the way home, I found a figure standing under the phoenix tree. It was a mother who was pregnant with her little sister!He still has a bamboo stick in his hand!I got a beating, so naturally I didn't dare play truant again.In my impression, that was the only time my mother hit me. The poinciana tree in my childhood has my mother’s expectations for me; the poinciana tree on the back mountain of Xiangguang Temple has the self-expectation of a group of monks for becoming a monk.

A few days ago, when I went to the corridor behind the main hall, I suddenly found clusters of fiery red clusters in a green forest on the back mountain. I remembered it!That's the poinciana I planted!That year, several of us planted a row of poinciana trees on the top of the back mountain, hoping that those who come to the mountain in the future will be able to see a sea of ​​fireworks in the green shade of the mountain as soon as they step into the mountain. The scene of sweating and planting trees in the past came before my eyes, and I still vaguely remember the laughter echoing in the mountains at that time... Now, the poinciana on the mountain is really blooming!

The flaming red flowers are burning on the top of the mountain.At that time, some of the mages who planted trees together had already left and became abbots; Work.Although the old friends are scattered, everyone is still diligent on the path of Bodhi. It must be because of the power of the vow of "pursuing the Buddha way above and transforming sentient beings below"! Indeed, as long as one embarks on the road of practice, everyone is a "solitary monk"—a thousand family meals, a long journey of thousands of miles, facing inner troubles and external tests all the time, and being merciful to all sentient beings. How difficult!Relying on a high degree of self-expectation and unchanging willpower!Know where your will lies?Not forgetting the original vow is the eternal persistence of the practitioner—"If there is a wish, there will be a destiny", "How big the wish is, how long the road is".

The burning phoenix flower represents the power of burning wishes.What is your wish? (This picture is provided by Wu Xiaodan)