So, what scenic spot does Jingfeng Temple belong to? A: Win by quietness.
The trend of Jingfeng Mountain is ups and downs, just like Youlong tends to an island corner. The forests and bamboos are vast, the waves are rolling, and the relatives are surrounded by water on three sides. According to local people, Jingfeng Temple has been nestled in the depths of this mountain forest for hundreds of years since its birth. The boundary line of the land strait seems to have a quaint and refined meaning, rejecting the noise of the world.
Terrain, the prerequisite of natural formation, doomed the loneliness of Jingfeng Mountain. In my opinion, tranquility and solitude are not only a phenomenon transformed into space, but also a kind of psychological intuition and inspiring feeling, a positive energy and the most conquering force. Therefore, the mountains are not dangerous, and the water is not surprising. Oh, Jingfeng Temple, how can a "spoon" that is quite loud just by the word "static" be great!
Walking into Datun Peninsula, a fishing village in the east of Hui 'an County, Jingfeng Mountain Temple is focused in my field of vision. The first time and the first place, I made a verification. The south of this vein is a mountain, and the east is a sacred place. It is pure and quiet, showing its uniqueness, and a rising small "brand" is in harmony with its popularity.
Go quietly. I want to see Master Hongyi first. In the middle of last century, the government and the people joined hands to establish the "Master Hongyi Memorial Hall" in the temple. I have collected enough information about the activities of the mage traveling here, such as writing brush and inkstone stationery, manuscripts, letters, Yin Shi, copybook Mo Bao, real photos and even daily necessities. Add a new orientation to the whereabouts of the mage before his death, accumulate cultural connotation for Jingfeng Temple, and enhance readability.
Back in those days, it should be Jingfeng Temple, which stood still, leading the footsteps of Master Hongyi. He went south from Hupao Temple in Hangzhou to Quanzhou, wearing a cassock and a pair of sandals, and traveled all over the towns and villages in Jinjiang Valley. Later, he took a fancy to Jingfeng Temple and stayed there for a while. He was in a particularly good mood, reluctant to leave, and even sprouted the idea of dying in a temple at the end of his life.
A three-dimensional history caught my eye. Master Hongyi stands tall in the world and is admired for his talent and prestige. But it was only a fleeting time. His life and career were in full swing, but he suddenly turned and fled into an empty net, leaving a heavy back for future generations. With the most powerful "Nanshan Method", he studied and sorted out the teachings lost for more than 700 years and devoted himself to "rescue". Be an ascetic in silence.
From the conversion of various methods to Buddhism to the intersection of sadness and joy, it is still an image mystery in the literary world because of causality, and it is still controversial. It's interesting to say. I have searched for the trace of Master Hony, published relevant words, but I can't sort out his life variation. Perhaps the practice of Jingfeng Temple has given him new experience, which only he knows.
Accompanied by the morning bell and the evening drum, Master Hongyi walked alone, paying special attention. He explained the scriptures in the recitation room, preached Buddhism, and sat on the paper under the lamp of the meditation room. One day, after work, he opened the window for ventilation and lighting. The fiery sunset touched his inspiration and imagined the brilliant blooming of chrysanthemums. Then the grass wrote a poem "Jingfeng Planting": I planted it, but my flowers didn't bloom. Are there no good colors? Leave it to future generations.
The original text of Poem of Chanting Chrysanthemum presented to Jingfeng Temple is engraved on the poem tablet. I stood silently reciting, simulating the scene of Master Hongyi in my mind. He quiet inside, obsessed with holding a pen on yellow paper, or sitting on a rock watching the wind and waves, or pacing and singing in the dense forest. Fishing lanterns gather on the far shore, and the shadow of flowers protects the Zen gate, setting off the silhouette of his camel, so thin and cold, but so generous and merciful!
Slide with your fingertips and follow the strokes of the font. I am not copying calligraphy, but exploring the mental journey of the mage, the wordless poem behind the poem. It suddenly occurred to me that I had read another poem by him in Fuzhou Xichan Temple, which also described the image of chrysanthemum: a graceful chrysanthemum with high specifications and strong festive atmosphere. What color is the cloud? Martyrdom requires blood.
I thought with a low eyebrow. If the previous poems of Xichan Temple expressed the consciousness of "martyrdom", they committed themselves to the extreme. Then, let's look at the last song of Jingfeng Temple. Context clearly expresses life and calls for "future generations". The mage's merits and virtues are complete, and he deserves to be the leader of a generation of eminent monks.
With the feeling of becoming a monk, Master Hongyi rejected vulgarity and impetuousness and deliberately moved to Jingfeng Temple. His thoughts and Buddhist studies have undoubtedly entered a new field. No matter what path one takes, it is not easy for one to contribute to society. It must be a great contribution for Master Hongyi to practice here and leave so many achievements for future generations.
The person with the top box, let's talk about another person, whose last name is Zhang Mingyue. Fortunately for Jingfeng Temple, the mountains are crystal clear, the tides rise and fall, and birds sing in the spring, which makes the thickness full of more tranquility, poetry and fantastic magic. To attract the attention of people of insight from all directions, Zhang Yue, a great genius of Hui 'an in Ming Dynasty, should be regarded as one. Since you are in Jingfeng Temple, don't forget to know Zhang Yue.
Zhang Yue is predestined friends with Jingfeng Mountain Temple. His ancestral home is Xitou Village on Jingfeng side, and his mother and wife are both locals. In other words, the mountains and seas of Otsu Peninsula have cultivated him into an excellent son and daughter. Zhang Yue was brilliant, open-minded and has a backbone since he was a child. In the main page of Ming History, Zhang Yue River is famous and highly respected.
Once a person is famous, there are many stories. I heard all kinds of rumors about Zhang Yue. The most unforgettable thing in my mind is a work called Zhang Yue Cook a Ghost. A vicious plague broke out in one year, and countless villagers died tragically. Neighbor children are unfortunately infected, have a fever and faint, and their lives are dying. Mother's sad cry prevented Zhang Yue from reading. I pulled myself out to visit. As soon as the foot entered the room, the child actually sat up and played with a smile. As soon as he turned away, his mother began to cry again. Deception is accompanied by magic Make Zhang Yue suspicious.
How to break it? After repeated secret inspections, Zhang Yue was very surprised. It turns out that the plague ghost is afraid of its own dignity. I plucked up my courage and decided to fight the devil. Zhang Yuemo wrote many big banners "Zhang Yue is here" and sent them to every household, hanging the lintel on the bed. This neighbor just didn't post it, so he hid behind his tent. Those evil spirits who have no place to make trouble pounce on the children. Zhang Yue exclaimed, scaring all the ghosts of plague.
Next, the problem is obvious. What about the piles of plague ghosts? Zhang Yue had a brainwave, called the villagers to work together, grabbed them around and threw them into the iron pot. Sweep the rest into the steamer, fasten the steamer cover, and boil it into medicine soup. Laughter resumed inside and outside the village, and Zhang Yue was called to dance and revel.
It's a little weird, isn't it? But this is just "unofficial history", which has been passed down by word of mouth since ancient times. And the real Zhang Yue, please meet the boss. Walk from one side of the main hall and cross the long corridor. You see, there are a series of characters' allusions under the boulder wall of the fence, all of which are Ying Jie in the history of Hui 'an, and our Zhang Yue is among them.
Born in Jingfeng Temple, close at hand, the deep courtyard is locked by thick green and light green, with spring flowers and lush vegetation, which is a good place to specialize in industry. Zhang Yue began to get close to the mountain temple, or attack poetry books, or practice martial arts, and his figure flashed in the thick wall. It can be said that Jingfeng Temple laid the first "red carpet" for this young man's future. Later, wherever he went, Jingfeng Temple in Otsu Peninsula was most concerned about his homesickness.
During Zheng De's reign in Ming Dynasty, Zhang Yue took the exam and was promoted in middle school. He is listed in the Dragon and Tiger List and is a college student in Diange. Tang Xianzu, a great playwright of his time, has many representative works. "Peony Pavilion" caused a sensation in the north and south of the country, and he was still his student. Especially diligence, honesty and compassion, this is definitely the creed of Zhang Yue's self-discipline, "Nothing goes into a pearl", leaving innocence in the world until the last moment of his life.
After "debut", Zhang Yue spent most of his life on official career, and was sent to work in Guangxi, Jiangxi, Guangdong, Guizhou and Sichuan for many times. Regardless of affairs management or military command, he was encouraged by the court many times and his political voice spread far and wide. Life is like a traveler. Zhang Yue begged for help and retired from his old age. He still hides in the "old place" with the theme of quietness, writes books in Jingfeng Temple, plays chess with friends, and visits the poor and investigates disasters incognito. However, as always, he strictly avoided abusing his power to interfere in local political affairs. Historians lament: "For the people, the mountains increase and the heights are also high", which shows the admiration for his character.
Zhang Yue is the pride of Jingfeng. After his death, villagers will commemorate him with clay sculptures. He has been sitting quietly for five or six hundred years. People call him "Zhang Jingfeng". Zhang Yue visualized the word "Jing". Look at him. He is simple and upright, with a black silk scarf on his head, bright eyes and soft hands. He looks beautiful, as if he will invite you to have tea and chat at any time. You can't change your modesty, but you can't help laughing and awe!
At the same time, it is inevitable to arouse suspicion. Zhang Yue doesn't think about anything? As an adult, Zhang Yue, a farmer's child, became a great scholar and an excellent general through experience. He used to be an important official and a romantic, not to mention his fame and fortune behind him. Back home, although he lives in a house, he is eccentric and comfortable.
After a tour, I really felt the quietness, strength and charm of Jingfeng Temple. Don't blame this expert, although the times are different, he is just as fascinated. Master Hongyi took "quietness", persisted in his faith, devoted himself to the teaching of Confucian classics and wrote his own legend. Adult Zhang Yue is "quiet", far away from the current abuses and customs, keep a clear head and stick to personal dignity and honor. Scholars and politicians are quite rare and valuable, regardless of ancient and modern times.
I thought of the three major ethnic religions founded by our ancestors. Confucianism pursues self-cultivation to govern the country; Buddhism recommends that everything is empty, "there is only one heart in the three realms, and there is no other way outside the heart"; Taoism advocates contentment and advocates that "things are not things." All teaching is based on "quietness", which is understandable, but not good at words and expressions. "Quiet can cultivate the mind, quiet is extremely wise", and you can't read the true meaning of life and social philosophy!
Hey, hey, hey, there was a burst of laughter on the left. Someone sang the Buddha's name Qingyin said: although the great man died, the Buddha's heart will not be abolished and the spirit will last forever! Wow, it turned out to be the abbot of the temple, with a bright spot on his forehead and a circle of black twisted beads hanging on his chest. He clapped his hands and said. After his "mystery" was exposed, I saved the extra details.
On the mountain road in front of me, there was a sudden burst of footsteps, from far and near, just to wake up my thoughts. Wow, a group of graceful women flashed against the green background of the foothills. In the large and small areas of Jingfeng, regardless of the seasons, women wear yellow hats and scarves, short-sleeved shirts, wide-sleeved trousers and bare feet. Some people summed it up as: feudal head, democratic belly, liberating feet. Yes, the birthplace of Huian female modeling.
I would like to take this opportunity to add that artistic shaping belongs to artistic shaping, and Huian's hardworking and kind nature is also quite famous. Ancestors are at the bottom of life, fighting against fate and pursuing survival value. They stand up as excellent groups. Look at this line of "Huang Dou Dai Li", talking and laughing, stepping on the curved plank road and following it loosely, just like flying flowers in Yuan Ye in spring. Laughter and laughter have injected vitality into Yi Shan, a water state.
It may be "Buddha's Day" again. Hui 'an girl carries a fruit box on her shoulder and cheers and burns incense for the Buddha. Over the years, there have been too many man-made disasters and natural disasters, and the survival coefficient is almost zero. The lesson is too heavy, and they insist on the expression of relieving pain, that is, entering the temple to seek "peace." From a realistic point of view, they are satisfied with the blessing and happiness of Bodhisattva, the world is stable, young and strong, and the whole family is brave and capable. Hereditary custom behavior can also be regarded as another interpretation and interpretation of "Jing"
Standing at the top of the stone steps of the mountain gate, I feel like a flood. In my memory, I accidentally played back a classic ink painting, the proposition of "Ancient Temple in the Deep Mountains". The color blocks in that line described the idea of "quietness" beautifully and wonderfully, and it was "quiet and far-reaching" with infinite meaning. I suddenly had a wild dream and wanted to modify it a little. The "deep mountain" should be marked as Jingfeng Mountain, and the "ancient temple" should also be signed and called Jingfeng Temple. Perhaps the complete version of this ancient painting is still a rare revelation?