On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, I want to pay tribute to my friend (excerpt)-Cai Yongsheng.
I am an ancient ghost of Zhao Yan, and I used to sing wildly at dusk. The sword lost the snow on the Kunlun mountain wall, and the pen was found in the wasteland. Grind and wash the dragon's teeth to make the piano, and carve the phoenix bone to make the sheng. Call Raytheon and Yunjun, and build and blow up our books. It rained cats and dogs at nine o'clock before Mo Chi set out. Take a trip to the sea and find the fairy mountain, which is a mirage. There is no reason to be hungry from me, and I have the fantasy to fly directly to Taoyuan. Sangchi is barren and chaotic, and life and death have never been reincarnated. Riding a crane on the Nine Peaks, standing tall and dusty. I was lucky enough to meet Peng Zusun and give directions to Jiushanhe. The bright moon lotus blooms in Jinghu Lake, and the hibiscus is like a thousand miles of clouds. The leader in his hand shouted the truth and suddenly heard the fisherman's song. The lonely sunset, dew reflected on the mountain. When you realize that you have reached the Tathagata, words overflow in your stomach. Wang Yang was swept away by the torrent, and no ant was flooded. What is the origin of the trillions of clusters in the Ganges? All methods are aware of waves, floating and drying.
Penglai Fu (Excerpt)-Cai Yongsheng
I said, "Real people have dreams; Dreamer, really. This world, what we see and think is true, is actually just a dream of God. The universe comes from nothing, everything will return to nothing, and nothing with the same name has the same name. The Big Bang Theory proved Lao Tzu's foresight. What is true and what is false? Nothing is true, there is illusion, illusion is true, really illusion. This theory can be told to people who understand it, but not to outsiders. Because it seems obviously false, I can't see Kant's opposition to God's proof theory. Just because you imagine a coin in your pocket doesn't mean there is a coin. Seemingly reasonable, but in fact there is no word. What? God's proof is not the proof that what we see is true, but our ideal existence is one of the proofs of God's existence. "
Dao An said: "In any case, the utility of scientific creation such as machinery and electricity is incomparable to the poet's poetry. The romantic literature of human beings is just smoke attached to the surface of scientific creation, and there is no so-called mechanical reality. "
I replied: "As far as God's works, that is, the life of the universe, spirit is the subject;" Material, appearance also. The body is solid, but if it is used as a body and the body is used, it is upside down. As far as human works are concerned, things created by scientists are also material; Poets and philosophers have made it, and so has the spirit. Materialization and migration turned into Sang Hai's [ice water] reciprocity, and the burial city alternated. Once the great primitive spirit was born, it was as glorious as the sun and the moon, and its existence was as immortal as mountains and rivers. Greece is in full swing, but its city-state temples are in ruins, while Homer's poems and Su Bai's philosophy are always hanging in the world. There are few traces of the prosperous Tang dynasty, but the light of the whole Tang poetry lasts forever. Therefore, the ideal is as illusory as Penglai, and the material is as real as tangible. It's ridiculous that you regard illusion as truth, truth as illusion, and then turn it upside down! "