half past four
At 4: 30 in the morning, before the sunrise appeared, melodious bells rained down and echoed in the temple. The iron pestle struck the clock full of seal characters. Tap 18, tap 18 slowly, then tap 18 slowly, and so on twice, * * * ring 108. Accompanied by the bell, the well-dressed performers walked steadily to the Buddhist temple. The lights of the main hall dedicated to Sakyamuni gradually lit up, and the monks who also had morning classes filed in. A few minutes later, Sanskrit sounded. He has been used to this life and adapted to the work and rest of the temple. In the hall, wooden fish and chanting began his day.
six o'clock
At six o'clock in the morning, the incense cloud board sounded and the monks hurried into the big room. Everyone stood face to face with their hands folded. The abbot burned incense and worshipped Buddha, and the "two-hour shurangama instrument" sounded at the right time. Breakfast is done quietly and quickly. Yan Zhen is still a little novice monk, so he is close to the door. Breakfast is white rice porridge and steamed bread, as well as fried cabbage, carrots and other vegetarian dishes. After dinner, Yan Shi really stayed to wash the dishes. His family runs a restaurant. His father is the general manager and his mother is the manager. Usually busy socializing. As the only child in the family, he grew up with Yan Rufo's grandmother before junior high school. In his memory, he rarely communicated with his parents and was in a "free-range state" since he was a child.
eight o'clock
In the eyes of many people, the life of monks in the temple is very quiet and leisurely, with morning bells and drums, green lights and yellow rolls, which makes many people envy. However, the real temple life is actually very hard, and everyone has their own division of labor and tasks. At the same time, it is also very regular and rhythmic. Sleep when you hear the bell, sleep when you hear the drums, smell the temple on the chessboard, smell the thunderbolt in the hall, day after day, month after month, year after year. As a little novice monk, Shi is no exception. His job is to help in Dalian, that is, to cook. From washing cookware after breakfast to preparing lunch, washing vegetables and picking vegetables; Cutting vegetables and cooking, 19 years old, he has been busy all morning and has little leisure.
1 1:00
At eleven o'clock in the morning, all the people heard the incense cloud board and lined up to confess at the Zhaitang. Yan Zhen ate vegetarian food silently and quickly, and began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks busily. From being unfamiliar and clumsy at first, I can be independent now. In the year he came to the temple, he had learned many details of life. When asked about his feelings about life now, he said, "Buddhism, Buddhism, is actually a living method, a living method." Living with your heart is enlightenment. "When talking about whether he feels that life is bitter now, he replied humorously:" Speaking of the word' bitter' is actually the expression shape of people's five senses when they are in pain. But it's just the appearance, and the heart is motionless. "He practiced calligraphy since he was a child and has a strong interest in China's classical culture. There are some writing brushes hanging on the desk and pen, and ink is poured in the tea bowl. In his small home, his "works" are pasted on the walls everywhere.
14:00
Wolong Temple is a Zen Dojo, and its routine is different from other temples. At two o'clock in the afternoon, Yan Yan came to Ursa Hall early to prepare for the evening self-study. At 2: 30, the evening self-study begins on time. Stand in front of the temple, put your hands together gently, turn your troubles into music, spit them out from your mouth and listen to them in your heart. Choosing Wolong Temple as a monk's Dojo is the answer that Yan Zhen has seriously considered. Wolong Temple in Xi 'an, now one of the three forests in China, is as famous as Shinnyoji in Yunju Mountain and Gaomin Temple in Yangzhou, and has always been pure in Taoist style. In addition, as a Jilin native, he is more accustomed to life in the north. When asked why he became a monk, he was silent for a while, looked up at the window for a while and didn't answer. I just said, "My parents are very opposed and don't want me to come, but I really want to become a monk. There is nothing to miss."
17:30
At half past five in the evening, temple diners. The temple gate slowly closed with a creaking sound. Yan Zhen picked up a big broom and cleaned the fallen leaves, garbage and disappointment in the corridor. Eighteen-year-old Yan Zhen is also playful, and Xi 'an's bustling bell tower is separated from the temple all the way. There is a banquet outside the wall and an ancient Buddha inside. "I couldn't calm down at first, and I will get better gradually." "Actually, once I sneaked out, the night scene in Xi 'an was really beautiful, but my heart was quiet." "I also want to play, but I know that the outside is not the end. "Talk to him in his bedroom, the room is small, two people live, clean. He also raised a pot of dripping Guanyin with green leaves as nutrient solution. The desk is full of books, including Buddhist scriptures and famous books. On the pillow is a copy of Fortress Besieged by Mr. Qian Zhongshu.
2 1:00
In Zen forest, drums are played first and then bells are rung at night, which is also 108, which is opposite to the morning bell and dusk drum. After the bell rings, it is called Anban. At this time, in the dead of night, the pilgrims and tourists are gone, the incense in the incense burner is still burning, the noise of the day has stopped, and the temple has returned to a state of silence. Yan Zhen lit a plate of sandalwood and a frock in the room, sat down, lowered his eyes, stopped the excitement and anxiety of life and entered the realm of Zen. The performance at this time was really quiet, and the corners of the mouth rose slightly, like clay sculptures enshrined in temples. Now, he has been able to sit like this for two hours, and he is no longer the little novice monk who quarrels with his leg pain after a while.
In recent years, young people's practice of becoming monks is on the increase. From Longquan Temple in Beijing to Dongzhi Temple in Sichuan on the snowy plateau, young people are left to practice. Hair loss, shaving and becoming a monk. This is not only a choice of personal religious belief, but also a choice on the road of life. Choosing to become a monk means choosing a lifestyle, a clean and hard way. All work and practice in the temple is a state of life, and it is a state of life pursued by monks. For life, for liberation, for all beings, let go of persistence.