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——Color is not different, empty is not different. Color is empty, and empty is color. Want to know that line, same is the case.
—————-“Panjara Paramita Sutra”
At dusk, under the snow Get bigger.
I was walking deep and shallow in the snow, a little worried. Why hasn’t the village indicated on the map yet arrived? According to the instructions on the picture, I should have arrived long ago. The only explanation is: this heavy snow lost me.
Water is not a problem, snow is everywhere. But the food only has two dry buns. If I can’t find a place for someone, then my life is only afraid to be calculated by points.
Turning around a beak, a light suddenly jumped into my eyes. I was shocked and happy, I stepped up and stepped forward.
This is a small grass nunnery, but it is actually not much bigger than a gazebo. On the door of the temple, there was a white wooden plaque with three words written on it: “Live buried temple.”
This eerie name didn’t scare me, I knew it was An ancient warrior gave his family a name to show the uncompromising after the tribes settled. In this temple, I am afraid that I am also a person who is dissatisfied with reality and escapes meditation–if I can talk to him all night, but I will not waste this trip.
I knocked on the door and said: “Excuse me, is there anyone?”
There is a personal response: “Come in, the door is not latched” .”
I pushed the door open.
There is only one candle inside, which illuminates a small square at the door. An old monk sat in the corner, unable to see his face in the dark.
“The donor, please sit down.”
In front of him, there is a futon. I sat cross-legged and said, “Master, I’m lost. Please let me stay for a night.”
The monk sat with his hands in motion, “The donor is like this It’s really hard to weather the weather outside.”
I just smiled lightly: “The world is bustling, it’s all profit. The world is bustling, it’s all profit.”
“But the three poisons. The scriptures say: can produce greed, aversion, and stupidity. They are often entangled by such three poisons, and they can’t get away from being free. The donor thinks about it.”
“The master speaks like a great drink, but the world does things, knowing it can’t do it. Although there are thousands of people, I will go.”
He didn’t move at all, just said : “The Three Realms are insecure, like a house of fire. People are full of bitterness and terrible.”
ITao: “Master Dharma is profound, but I’m just a vulgar person, the world of Suowa, waiting for me like the Four Saints.”
He raised his head and said, “All hues are false. The donor must have read the Buddhist scriptures, but have you ever practiced the five-stop mind view?”
I said: “No. But the world is not clean, I am clean, I have no compassion, I have compassion.” Among the thousands, the cause and effect are not ambiguous.”
“The donor has great wisdom,” he no longer smiled, “But the donor, can you listen to me tell a story? Caoan No tea and no wine, I had to borrow talks to cancel this long night.”
I sat down, leaned my back against the wall to make myself more comfortable, and took out a bun from the bag, saying: “Master, please. Master will have a bun?”
“The appetite is the most harmful. The donor is in the same position again.”
I also laughed: “When there is a phase, there is a phase. If there is no phase, how about it?”
“If you keep this in mind, you have a phase.”
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I stretched my waist and bit my bun and said, “Master’s words are still skin phases. The six ancestors said: All phases outside the world are called phaseless phases; if you can separate from the phases, it is the Fa. The body is clean. Why is there no phase in my heart, but why is there no phase in such a bun? There is still phase in eating the belly. But there is no such thing in my heart, it is phaseless.”< br>
He said: “What the donor said is not a mantra.”
I said: “It doesn’t matter whether it’s verbal or mental, just watch industry, or Listen to the story of the master.”
“Then sit down and sit down, listen to me. You know that my vulgar family is a famous family of thirty miles away. Industry. It’s just that my family Ding is not prosperous, and I am the only one left in the door.”
I said, “Why did the master leave the house as a monk?”
“When I was nineteen years old, a young uncle told me about my family, the third lady of the Bai family in Beishan Chengdetang. She is a famous beauty here, but I was so proud of it at that time. I’ll take advantage of it.”
I couldn’t help laughing: “Master was still a young man.”
“But after marriage, it’s only three A month, a serious illness took my wife’s life.”
I smiled and said, “Sorry, Master.”
“No need Sorry, all those who have a picture are false. The so-called sadness is like a cloud of smoke.” He sat with his arms like a Buddha in a shrine. “That year I was nineteen years old. After that, the world is meaningless to me, so I dug a deep hole in my family’s ancestral mountain and asked someone to carry his wife’s coffin into it, and then.”