There are thousands of Buddhist temples in the world, but the only one that does not seek is to remain outside the human world.
This was originally a rare joke made by the monks in Buqiu Temple. The time when this sentence was originally passed down was when the Qi Dynasty was falling apart and the five religions were in decline. For the monks in secluded places like Buqiu Temple, even though they knew about Qing Xiu The most important thing is that even if the current situation changes, you still can't go down the mountain. Firstly, it is against the rules of the mountain. Secondly, you are a person who is an ascetic. Even if you know that there are big changes outside, at most it will only be a few people going out every time you go down the mountain. As you practice hard, you should not pay too much attention to worldly affairs, so it is rare for such a sentence to be passed down like a self-mockery or a sigh. People in the temple are never the same year after year. Those who come and go are reincarnated, but this sentence has been passed down to this day, but It is inevitable that although this saying has been circulated for a long time, the meaning of it has changed somewhat.
Originally, I was worried about Buddhism in the world, and I couldn't leave without seeking a temple. Even if I went out without seeking a temple, I still had to abide by the rules of the hidden Buddhist temple. Even if there were all kinds of things I wanted to do, in the end I had to sit back and watch, and I couldn't bear it. I had some complaints about not seeking the temple, so I came up with such a sentence, but now it has become a word that people in the temple often talk about. When I mentioned this, I was somewhat complacent, just because now The largest Buddhist temple in the world is probably the Buqiu Temple, which is located outside the world. Although Buddhism is a family, anyone with a discerning eye knows that this Buqiu Temple can vaguely speak for Buddhism. This is the only one. In the land, Buddhism flourished, so naturally the meaning of this statement changed.
There have been no visits or lectures recently. For several days in a row, the abbot of Buqiu Temple has stood at the mountain gate and looked out. Although the abbot, who is over sixty years old, is short in stature, he has extremely broad shoulders and a handsome face. He is only around fifty years old, but he can carry the entire Buqiu Temple on one shoulder and welcome Buddhists. Nowadays, there are more and more Buddhists in Buqiu Temple, and the Dharma is becoming more and more profound. Except for the four disciples who are the leaders of the lectures, there are In addition to his efforts, the abbot is more willing to protect the monks scattered all over the world. Although he is more than sixty years old, he can still preach for more than three days in a row. He does not ask for all the birds and beasts inside and outside the temple to gather in front of him. Although he has no tongue to bloom the lotus flower With such strange appearances as a golden spring gushing from his mouth, he is probably the most proficient in Buddhism in the world. The foundation of Buqiu Temple is very profound. It has produced countless sages and Buddhist masters. Furthermore, the abbot has been smart since he was a child, has a photographic memory and is good at thinking and thinking. By now, he has already mastered everything in the human world. Therefore, No matter who has doubts, if he asks the abbot, he can get the solution.
Zhe Shishou didn't go back to the temple for many days. He only sat on the long steps outside the temple, letting the heavy wind and snow fall all over his body. Not a drop of water nor a grain of rice entered. He actually sat directly outside the temple to enlighten himself. Everyone in the temple knew that, But no one ever came to disturb him. Only the other three senior senior brothers often came to check on him. Seeing the vague white air covering Shishi's mouth and nose, they also never came forward, for fear of disturbing their junior brothers' practice, and told the monks in the temple not to talk to him. No one bothered me, but the young monk who plowed the snow every day could often pass by Zhe Shi. I felt that the first senior brother's face was becoming more and more compassionate for no reason. Even though it was covered with layers of snow, the bird with black and white feathers often stopped there. On the bright forehead, there is some Buddhist charm.
Apart from the young monks, the one who comes to see Zashi most often is the abbot of Buqiu Temple.
The scenery of Buqiu Temple is really excellent. In the summer, the sky looks like a wash. In the twilight, white birds with golden feathers form in groups, from far to near, carrying the sun on their backs at dusk, and green trees surround the mountains. During this period, the mountains, pools, mountains, streams and waterfalls are all green and blue. When the sun shines, you can see the waves sprinkled with silver and gold, and the colorful carp jumps. The sun spares no effort, and everything you see is clear-eyed. Therefore, the time travels through the summer. The red and yellow flowers and the lush green trees have become more and more distinct in color. Each piece is carefully looked after, so the green trees are more beautiful and the flowers are more delicate. If now, when winter is getting deeper, a sudden snowfall comes and the north wind sweeps the ground and the sun disappears, it will be like dividing the Buqiu Temple into two colors, with gray cornices and plain white, covered with heavy snow, just like rice paper spread out with thick ink overflowing. The temple is motionless but slowly moving with blank space, and it is really beautiful to look at the winter sun that often shows its rays in the distance.
Therefore, even though the abbot of the temple has not seen the magnificent scenery inside and outside the temple for many, many years, he still feels that it is not enough. In the end, he realized that he came to visit his apprentice. He suddenly felt a little embarrassed, so he always had to leave before leaving. Before that, he went to Zhe Shi's side and sat cross-legged for a while before getting up and leaving.
It was the same today. Seeing the sunset, the abbot stood up and was about to leave. He put the thick monk's robes he had brought very lightly on Zheshi, for fear of disturbing his disciples' practice. After all, it had been like this for many years, even though he did not seek help from the monks in the temple. The greater the number, the fewer people are able to enter the Tao. Unfortunately, as a young disciple, he is the first to realize the Tao before three senior brothers.
, no matter what kind of Buddhism has been understood, it is also a good thing, so the abbot rarely felt very happy and happy. He looked at his disciple and felt that something was wrong, so he went back again and again to get a bamboo hat. It was very light and slow, and it took half a stick of incense to put it on top of Zhe Shi's head, and looked at it with satisfaction.
"It seems that he is not too old yet, and his hands are as stable as before. Based on this calculation, he should have many years left in his prime, and he can still do things for Fuqiu Temple for many years. This is already excellent."
The old monk counted on his fingers how many years he had spent in this temple, but he counted four or five rounds with his fingers one by one. In the end, he couldn't even count. He immediately laughed at himself, calling him "It's so easy that there is no snow to sweep today." There are three young monks sitting side by side on the steps. One is the leader who is still wandering around and enlightening, one is the abbot of Buqiu Temple, and the other is a very inconspicuous young monk in the temple. They look very strange. .
"Dharma is difficult, do you think there is any difference between people in this world who do not believe in Buddhism or gods and monks?"
The young monk had never had too many scruples. He tilted his head and pondered for a long time, scratched his forehead with his fingers, and said in a very unsteady tone, "You shouldn't speak ill of people behind their backs. I don't believe in Buddhism, nor do I believe in gods in the world. Although these people are not necessarily bad, they are not as good as those who believe in something of their own, but it is difficult to say what is good and what is bad."
"There is no difference between good and bad." The abbot seemed to have heard something very funny. He wrinkled up his whole face with laughter and rubbed the little monk's forehead hard, which made the little monk's forehead feel very warm. "Standing in front of a group of people In this world, you look at people's good and bad. If you think good, you are good, and if you think bad, you are bad. The same is true when you are standing alone. You may be good to others, but it may not be good to me. In the final analysis, we are just you and me. Two words, so there is always a big river between good and bad. Standing by the river is you on one side and me on the other side. Since there is a river barrier, how can they be the same?"
"But it cannot be said that all the good and bad deeds and evil thoughts in the world can be ignored. Just caring about one's own thoughts is also too arrogant. It cannot be said that the rules and opinions under the tree in the world for thousands of years are all useless. After all, as long as everyone in the world has to stand in the world, whether it is through words and deeds as a child, or through encountering many people in the world, most of the ways of looking at the world learned from others are very consistent with the ideas inherited from ancient people. Vision, this is both inevitable and reasonable. You are not a bird in the mountains or a deer in the forest. Even though you are in the human world, you still have to do things according to the etiquette, law, good and evil of the world. The Buddha was also an ordinary person in the beginning, so don't I feel how high the Buddha Dharma is, and how high the people in the Buddhist sect are. All living beings can only see their own good side, but they must also see their own evil side. When they see a woman with extraordinary beauty, many people will have their hearts moved, but if they can suppress it, In fact, these thoughts are not considered a violation of the precepts. They are not raw jade in the first place. After years of hard work and hard cultivation, it is possible for the ordinary and stubborn stone to slowly approach the raw jade. Buddhism and Buddhism are neither big nor small. Some are very big and some are very big. Xiao, it just depends on what you think."
The young monk Fanan thought about it for a while, but he was still puzzled and said, "Abbott, what is the difference between those who have deep faith and those who don't?"
"To light the lamp or not to light the lamp, to restrain or not to restrain."
"When you enter Buddhism, there will naturally be people who point out, either straightforwardly or obscurely, what you should do. Don't do evil things and always do good deeds. The same principle applies to the saying that there is a god three feet above your head. When you speak and act, you should always remember that there is a Buddha above your head and look up. , so you will naturally be able to abide by the rules and principles better. Don’t do random things, don’t do ridiculous things or things that are not allowed in the world. The so-called restraint does not mean that you cannot be free everywhere, but it makes you know that some things are difficult for most people. It's wrong in my eyes." The abbot looked kindly, glanced at Zheshi, and continued, "But we can't let everyone in the world feel that knowing good and evil is a very important thing. People are born with selfish intentions. Although the Buddha leads people to do good, but as the situation changes, more and more people always feel that distinguishing between good and bad, abiding by good and evil, and adhering to the original goodness are not very important. Instead, whether it is effective or not, it becomes whether to do good or not. A reason to believe."
"So there is something to ask for, something to gain, and only then are you willing to pay homage to the Buddha and enter the Tao. This is a bad root of human beings, and it is also a thought that exists since birth. I have something to ask for, and you have something to say, and you want me to listen to you. Then I have to ask for something first before I am willing to listen with peace of mind.”
"And now what I want is not far from this mountain gate. My mind is very strong, and there are faint clues of it turning into obsession, so I can feel that what I want is getting closer to me." The abbot stood up and looked at the confused person.
Fa Nan smiled and said, "Go back, it's going to snow. It doesn't have to be plowing the snow." Then he stopped looking at the little monk and continued to look down the mountain. There was mist and snow, thousands of miles away. Move slowly outside.
From the northern boundary of the Great Yuan Dynasty, two monks and a guest came, braving the wind and snow, and walked through the sea of dark forests that had existed for who knows how many years.
The two monks are the abbot of Zhongtai Temple and the master of Buqiu Temple. One is wearing a red and goose yellow cassock, the other is wearing a moon-white monk's robe. The swordsman following behind him is wearing a green robe. He always felt that the weather was freezing, so he picked up the gourd. Chao kept pouring wine into his mouth, but he was in high spirits.
Drinking wine and drawing swords at the end of the world, it seems that there is no more majestic thing than this.
