Text/Seven Bitterness
The Buddha said: Life, old age, illness, death, resentment, hatred, love and separation are not desirable, that is, seven sufferings.
Life is hard.
The evening breeze blows, the residual flowers float, and the canvas shakes gently.
Between breaths, there is only a faint fragrance, which seems far and near, as if nothing had happened. Closer, I will see a faint peach blossom red, soft and flickering. Through the layers of fog, I will know that I have arrived at Peach Blossom Island.
Before the boat landed, I jumped up happily and went straight to pink. A gust of wind has passed, and my face is red and very comfortable.
Peach Blossom Island, like the last time I was here, always blooms undefeated. I just don't know if this kind of gratitude will last forever.
"Xianger!" Grandpa gently called me when he was playing peach blossom, full of pity, like this peach blossom full of trees and forests, straight and colorful, burning hard to reduce.
A rare visitor came to Taohua Island, Prince Nandi Duan.
He is an amiable old man with a beard. My grandfather called me near, so I greeted Duan casually. It's just the first time I met him, but there is an unspeakable fate.
Many years later, I realized that it was called Buddha's fate.
Duan's adult likes me very much. I can see that he is as warm and loving as grandpa.
A corner of the peach blossom is white. I sit under the tree and pluck the strings to play the piano. The music is difficult to make. Duan Wang Ye suddenly appeared and smiled and took the test paper that Pan held in his hand. Later, there was a giggle:
Ask what love is in the world and teach life and death. Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times. Have fun, leave the bitterness, and there will be more children in school. If you have something to say, Wan Li has a cloud. Qian Shan sunset snow, only to whom.
Yuan greeted Qiu Yan Ci, but only Shangque. A cool tune is half sad and half confused. I don't understand this feeling.
"Xianger, would you like to follow me into an empty door and ignore the world of mortals?" Duan asked me, and he smiled seriously.
I unknown so a wink, and then shook my head.
I know Duan's story. His beloved aunt hated him all her life. Although there was a world of mortals later, it was a pity that the word "love" was not given, and it was thrown away. After struggling for half a lifetime, it was still trapped.
Grandpa said that the day I was born was in late autumn, and the stars changed in time.
Duan Ye felt predestined relationship when I first met him. He told me that I could not escape the suffering of the world of mortals in the future and was doomed to die alone. I might as well enter an empty net early, cut off 3 thousand troubles and avoid the suffering of the world.
I smiled and said, I'm not afraid, but also my parents, siblings and grandpa.
Three days later, I said goodbye to grandpa and Duan, and my parents asked me to go back to Xiangyang and let my sister pick me up.
I smiled in the spring breeze. The world of mortals is not a sad song to me, but a passer-by, coming and going, having a rest.
When I heard Duan Wang's gentle sigh, I couldn't help thinking of that sentence: ask how the world is, teach life and death. Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times.
I don't understand why my life has just begun and I am suffering.
Duan said that in the world of life, entering reincarnation, all kinds of hardships come one after another, so life is suffering.
The boatman released Soman, and the boat slowly left Peach Blossom Island. I shook my hand at Grandpa and Duan, and Peach Blossom Island gradually blurred in my eyes.
I want to come to Peach Blossom Island again in my lifetime, I think so.
I just don't know, when I came back, it was already a change on Peach Blossom Island, and my mood was different.
I was fifteen years old that year, and I heard that life is hard.
Erlaoku
Hualin thanked Chunhong and hurried away, but the cold rain came early and the wind came late. Western Western jackdaw is thin, and the bell rings at dusk. I opened the window and looked out. Mount Emei is frozen.
Sitting in front of the silent mountain, layers of pines and cypresses blocked my view. I can't see the Fengling Inn, the Andu old shop, the Woods of Wanshou Mountain Villa and the place where I first heard about him.
I want to go out for a walk again. I want to take a walk where he has been. I just looked back in the mirror. My temples were frosted. Fifty years later, I am too old to walk in the rivers and lakes, and I can no longer set foot in the places where I stood with him.
Strength weakened, mental decline, physical decay, the day of prime of life is gone. This is old bitter.
In the end, I can only live alone in Emei.
It's just that after so many years, the memory has passed, and it is still empty and spotless.
The first time I heard his name in Fengling Inn, I was silent for a few moments, and a trace of expectation came into being.
My greatest wish in my life is to travel all over the world and make friends with heroes. If I can really meet the condor warrior, I am really lucky. When this statement came out, it caused a burst of laughter. At that time, I knew that the condor heroes came and went without a trace, and few people were so lucky. Even if they see it, it's not true.
Fortunately, I really saw it later.
I overheard several people who abused the condor heroes, and they were the most unbearable. I went out to help him rehabilitate, but I fell into someone else's way. Every dark cloud has a glimmer of hope to be saved by him.
I followed him from a distance and walked tirelessly on the long sand. He never looked back.
A sculpture, a figure, reveals a lonely gesture. I don't know what he went through to have such a strange personality.
He was always tired of my follow-up, so he stopped by the side of the road and waited for me. The wind blew the white hair on his temples, which was extremely vicissitudes.
I tried my best and ran to him with a smile. When he saw that I was about to fall to the ground, he gave me a hand.
I can't see his original appearance, only a pair of bronze masks shining in the sunset.
I'm so nervous that I'm embarrassed to say my admiration for him directly. He just smiled indifferently, calling himself a bad guy and calling me courageous.
I laughed out loud: "I'm not afraid." If you really hurt me, would you say it first? Once upon a time, in America, the condor warrior could hurt a little girl? "
I doggedly followed him for three days, and he finally listened to me.
It was only when I proudly said that my father was and my mother was Huang that he changed his tone and told me to go back as soon as possible.
Later, he promised me three gold needles and three wishes before I compromised. On that occasion, I learned that his surname was Yangming and he had left his wife, Little Dragon Girl, for nearly sixteen years.
It was also that time that two gold needles were exchanged for his true face and the meeting at 16 birthday party. Last wish, but I can't think of it. He promised to leave it for the future.
This time I went back to Xiangyang, and he went to Tianya, waving his hand. His figure is as fast as lightning.
I vaguely remember his handsome face, only a little vicissitudes of life seeped into my heart, and it will accompany me for life.
Three diseases and pains
Sitting in the ice and snow on such a day, my body is cold in my old age, which is inevitable.
Fengling is my apprentice, an abandoned baby at the foot of Zhong Nanshan Mountain. When I accepted her, I blurted out her name without thinking: "Just call it Fengling."
Andu Store of Fengling Inn is famous for its condor heroes.
I never forgot my love for you when I was a teenager.
Fengling helped me into the room, lay on the bed, and then went out to prepare soup.
Hokkekyo says: Physical diseases torment the five senses, while heart diseases torment the mind. This is pain.
Here and now, both body and mind are sick, and suffering is bitter.
I still remember that summer, when he gave me a 16 birthday party, I was so eagerly looking forward to it. I caught a cold in the rain and didn't care much.
At the Xiangyang conference that day, my brother-in-law Yeluqi became the hero that everyone expected. My parents and sisters were very happy, and so was I.
However, I didn't expect him to come early and use two thousand Mongolian soldiers; Food and grass for Mongolia's 200,000 troops; Fireworks in the sky, which read "I wish Miss Guo Er many blessings and longevity"; Exposing Huo Dou's plot is my birthday present.
I was moved beyond measure.
It was the night mother who made me make a wish, and I made it. First, I hope my parents will lead the troops and kill the invading Mongolian soldiers with other heroes, so as to make the people in Xiangyang safe. Second, I hope my parents will be healthy and live a long life. I hope everything can satisfy my parents. Thirdly, I hope that the great condor hero Yang Guo and his wife, the daughter of Xiaolong, will reunite at an early date and enjoy peace and happiness.
Seeing that my parents were relieved and nodded with satisfaction, I just had time to leave early, and I would keep a sick body.
I quietly walked to the dark forest outside the pavilion, regardless of the night wind, looking for him everywhere. Finally, I saw him standing on his back in a corner of the tree shadow and hurried forward. He turned around, and it was the bronze mask again.
"Big Brother, can you show your true colors when you see me?" I whispered that he gently took off his mask and smiled warmly and handsomely. I blushed slightly and bowed my head.
"Do you like the present I gave you?" He asked, I couldn't help nodding, as if I really liked it.
A cold wind blew and I couldn't help coughing repeatedly. When I was young, I had a big robe on me. He reached out and grabbed me, leaned over and whispered in my ear:
"It's windy outside. I'll take you back. " It's like whispering, and it's so gentle ...
The wind chimes forgot to close the window, and the winter breeze blew in. I can't help coughing violently, and my face is full of tears.
After all these years, now, the person who will dress me and take me back to my home should be gone, right? The disease has no medical intention, so it really becomes a disease.
You die in the end of the world, I wander in the ends of the earth, I can't see you again in life, and I have no news in death. Fate has come and gone, as if I never knew it in my life.
Four deaths and pains
After coughing a lot, I stopped coughing and suddenly became infinitely awake. I know this is a precursor to death.
The limit of man is near, if the candle will go out, or it will go out, or it will die of natural and man-made disasters. This is a painful death.
Let it go, this life will come back eventually, and there is nothing to be afraid of after seeing many deaths.
Suddenly, when I was fifteen years old, Duan said, Xianger, you can't escape the bitterness of the world of mortals in this life, and you are doomed to be lonely all your life. You might as well enter an empty door early, cut off 3 thousand troubles and avoid the suffering in the world.
If I had believed him, would it really be unnecessary to be so lonely?
My eldest brother once gave me a black iron epee, and soon he and his wife were far away from the Jianghu and never set foot on it again.
1July, 262, Yuan Xianzong Mongo led an army to attack Xiangyang, and his parents fought for guarding the city, and the people of Xiangyang were United as one. But today's emperor is weak, listens to rumors, refuses to send troops to support, and Xiangyang city is in danger.
My mother looked at me, and it was hard to show her eyes. I knew she couldn't let me go, and she pretended not to care and smiled, saying that my parents and daughters were not afraid.
Before Xiangyang City was broken, my mother melted the dark iron epee that my eldest brother gave me, and made it into the eternal sword and Tu Longdao. Hidden inside are the secrets of the art of war and the essence of martial arts, which were given to my brother and me respectively, and left behind "the supreme martial arts, cutting the dragon and giving orders to the world, don't dare not follow!" If you can't rely on heaven, who will argue with you? " These words.
Only later, when my brother broke the city, he died with his parents, and the Dragon Slayer was wandering in the rivers and lakes. At this point, I am the only one who knows the secret of the dragon slayer.
Unable to live up to my parents' expectations, I rushed out of the tight encirclement with my sword and began to wander around the world.
As I thought four years ago, I returned to Peach Blossom Island, thinking that Grandpa was the only relative in my life.
Only bloom on the island is still brilliant red. Grandpa's coffin stood quietly in the secret room, and there was a suicide note on the case next to it. He doesn't know what happened in Xiangyang city. His daughter and son-in-law were killed, leaving Xianger alone.
This is also a good thing, life and death are unknown, saving a lot of sadness and travel.
I buried grandpa's coffin with grandma according to my words, and stood quietly under a peach tree, as if grandpa had called Xianger softly from the peach blossom not long ago, and finally couldn't help crying on his monument, as if crying all the joys and sorrows of this life.
In this world, from now on, no one will call me Xianger.
There are countless treasures on Peach Blossom Island, and many people have coveted them for a long time. However, because of grandpa's fame, I have never been able to do it. My grandfather is a very quiet person, and he doesn't want others to disturb him and Ah Heng.
The last time I came to Peach Blossom Island, and the last time I left, the blazing fire lit up half the sky, and it burned for three days before it really became a desert island.
Peach Blossom Shadows Fly Excalibur, Blue Ocean Tide Press Yu Di. From then on, it was just a legend.
Five grievances will be bitter.
My eldest brother saw me after Xiangyang Heroes' Meeting and left in a hurry. He said that 16 years has passed, and he is going to find his wife. I can't interfere
Because I like it, I am unwilling.
As the saying goes, resentment lingers, but when we get together, resentment will suffer.
Behind my parents and elder sister's back, I secretly left Xiangyang and followed him. Finally, I met him at the edge of the cliff. When I saw him jump off the cliff, I only had time to shout, "No!" " He jumped after him without thinking.
Fell off the cliff, but it was nothing serious. When he saw me, he was surprised and asked, "How did you come?"
"I saw you jump, so I jumped with you."
"Nonsense, nonsense, aren't you afraid of death?" A trace of anger flooded his eyes, but I retorted desperately: "You are not afraid of death, and I am not afraid of death."
Seeing that he stopped talking, I took the last gold needle out of my arms and said, "Eldest brother, you gave me three gold needles that day. You said that with each gold needle, I could have anything, but you didn't agree. I came to beg for mercy today. Whether Mrs. Yang Can sees you or not, you must not kill yourself. "
He always promised to come down, and then I was sent back to Xiangyang, and then I met him at the third Huashan sword talk.
Still carrying the nine swords of Dugu, the only intact hand, tightly holding another woman's hand, only to see that the woman's eyes are beautiful, her appearance is beautiful, pure and free from vulgarity, and her white dress is even more beautiful and lovely.
Listening to him, he leaned over her ear and gently called the dragon son. His eyes never appeared on himself again, gentle and tender. It was his wife, which really described Xiangqu, a pair of lovers.
Looking up at the white sky, I blinked hard, silently resenting myself and feeling sad. I should be happy for him.
After Huashan's third sword talk, eldest brother won the title of "crazy in the west", but decided not to be a prodigal son in the rivers and lakes, and took the dragon son away from the rivers and lakes for life.
He told me a lot, but he didn't listen to a word.
When I finally smiled calmly at him, I couldn't help asking, "Brother, will you come to see me again?"
"No, so Xianger should take good care of herself." Having said that, he rolled his eyes and looked at the woman in white not far away.
He finally left, and I stood at the top of Huashan Mountain, watching the white figure snuggle together and drift away, and his ears echoed with what he said over and over again:
Zhongnanshan gorge
Living dead
The return of the condor heroes
Dead rivers and lakes
Tears finally flowed down unscrupulously, splashing white water on the skirt and being wiped off instantly.
Autumn wind is clear, autumn moon is bright; When the fallen leaves are scattered, the habitat in western Western jackdaw is full of surprises. Acacia knows when to meet, and this night is embarrassing.
At the top of Huashan Mountain, the wind is getting stronger and stronger. I regard sunrise as sunset, but I never thought this farewell would last forever.
Six loves leave no pain.
Catkin peach blossom, flying warbler horseshoe, shallow grass idle people, go to Jiangnan to catch spring; Snow is flying outside the customs, the sky is high and the clouds are far away, the silver tree is first frost, the red stove sells wine, and Mobei beyond the Great Wall has lofty sentiments.
When I was twenty-four, I ran all over the country, but I couldn't find him anywhere. Looking up at the dilemma, where is the return to the shore?
It's just that in this life, I can't stop looking, not because I have to, but because I have no choice.
Passing Shaoshi Mountain, I remembered that I had more or less opportunities with Buddhism in recent years, and I stopped by to visit Shaolin colorless Zen master.
Leaves are flying all over the sky, much like the Woods of the Hundred Animals Mountain Villa, except that there are trees in the air, but there is no white hair at the temples. I was so excited that I sat on the floor at random and took out the test tray, which made my thoughts everywhere:
Last night, the west wind withered the trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. If you want to send colorful stationery, you will know where it is.
When I was a child, I had a faint flute sound, which sounded like my test pot, but it was undoubtedly "sword plus".
The Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. Tracing back and forth, the road is blocked and long. Swim back from it, in the middle of the water
After the ensemble, I put away my rock test, stood up alone, and quietly looked at the young childe coming towards me, dressed in Tsing Yi, covered with dust, which must be what the colorless Zen master said about the afterlife He Zudao.
"Dare to ask, but Miss Guo?" He gave me a small gift politely, and his face turned red inadvertently.
I just don't know, and I smiled gently: "You misunderstood me. My little girl's name is Guoer, which is a word. You can call me Guo Xiang. "
Tsing yi childe face shan shan, but also surprised that I know he is anonymous. He asked me to go to Shaoshi Mountain with him, but he met Zhang Junbao, the boy who gave him a gold bracelet, in the bamboo forest.
At that time, Xiangyang city was still there, parents and sisters were still there, and eldest brother was still there. It is said that Zhang Junbao stole Shaolin Wushu, so many monks hunted him down, and gave him a bracelet as a token to teach him to find his parents alone, so that he could be safe for the time being.
I don't want to, but a bracelet has caused infinite ripples in his heart. Now that things have changed, my mood is dim. When I saw my old friend again, I was not free at that time.
I am in a dilemma between He Zudao and Zhang Junbao. They fought behind my back, and the loser left voluntarily. At the Shaolin tournament, He Zudao surprised the audience, but because of Zhang Junbao's profound internal force, he was ashamed and returned to Kunlun.
I said goodbye to Zhang Junbao. He looked at me in surprise and saw specious feelings in his eyes. I just finished singing "Yu Meiren" with a smile:
The silver bed is green and old, and the autumn color sweeps the powder. There is a lot of money in the incense shop. Why can't you hate it when you pick it up? The cloister is full of lovesickness, and the moon is lonely. Ten years' journey and ten years' heart.
He will know that my heart has never been confined to one person.
"What are Mr. Guo's plans in the future?" He is not entangled, but he has the demeanor of a generation of masters.
When he asked him where he was going, his heart was sour and he murmured, "I have nowhere to look, and I don't know where to go."
Life and death are impermanent, gathering and dispersion are uncertain, and relatives are not allowed to get along. This is love and parting.
Someone gave me this pain, and I still owe it to others. Am I hurting others or being fair to myself?
Seven is not bitter.
In the colorful youth, I passed by picturesque places, walked through the edge of the desert and watched the sunset snow in Qian Shan, but I didn't stay too much in any place. There is always a little luck in my heart. He knows I'm looking for the ends of the earth, and maybe I'll meet him in my lifetime.
In the Jianghu stories, true or false, I left many deliberate blessings or well-intentioned fulfillment. Later, they called me Xiao Dong Xie, and I just wanted to be like him.
At the age of 40, I met a storyteller in Niujia Village.
He told a very old story: two fish lived in the sea. One day, they were washed into a shallow ditch by the sea, and they had to feed each other foam to survive. This is the origin of the idiom "caring for each other".
But Zhuangzi said that this kind of life is not the most normal, real and helpless. The truth is that the sea is finally coming up, and the two fish are finally going back to their own world. Finally, they should forget each other in the Jianghu.
At that moment, I realized that even if I had been looking for it for ten or twenty years, it would only be a long way and the final song would be in vain.
People in Jianghu are forgotten in memory.
Peach Blossom Island is a needle in my heart, which hurts when touched.
Xiangyang city full of memories, this life is empty.
Fenglingdu has become a place I can't get over all my life.
Looking around, you can see the vastness of heaven and earth. Where is my hometown of refuge?
Finally, I am on the top of Mount Emei. I live in a house under construction. He is a prodigal son, I am a wanderer, and the fallen leaves return to their roots.
The years of changing robes in Tsing Yi, the ancient Buddha lamp, began from that moment.
Just escaped into an empty door and was regarded as a legend.
People in the Jianghu say that I am the girl that the Three Sages of Kunlun have been looking for all their lives. He Zudao, the founder of Kunlun, heard that I became a monk and finally became a Taoist. Later, Zhang Junbao also founded Wudang, changed the word Sanfeng, and truly became a generation of martial arts masters.
Those teenagers who lost me, those teenagers who lost me, those teenagers who are as beautiful as flowers and jade, have passed away, and finally they can't get it back.
Whether it is a flower beauty or a teenager here, if you can't wait for the person you are looking for, you can teach loneliness and openness.
Everything in the world has a philharmonic but can't get it. This name cannot be bitter.
End of movement
When I am very old, I occasionally think, at that time, I was so ignorant, but he didn't know, did he?
Naive girl, such trust and love? He actually knows everything, but since there is no way to respond, he won't say anything.
Look or not, so as not to cause trouble. Children's Home, what can be taken to heart? Make a hullabaloo about, give some lively things, children's feelings, and put them aside.
It's just that he didn't think that life could be very short, and youth passed away in nostalgia, and I finally never saw him again.
In the end, it's just a thousand miles to find him back, or to Qingshan Road. Castle Peak Road or Castle Peak, which way does it point? Both heart and words are wrong, and it hurts in smoke.
Fengling helped me into the yard. I asked her to take the test pot and gently raised her hand, playing the "Qiu Yan Ci" by Prince Nandi Duan.
Cross grave road, flute and drum when lonely, smoke is still flat. What's the point of evocation? Shan Gui secretly calls the shots. The sky is also jealous. If you don't believe it, birds and swallows are all loess. For generations, leave it to poets to sing, drink and visit Qiu Yan.
I gave the sword and the ring of black iron to Fengling to take over Emei. She said with tears in her eyes, Does Master have any unfinished wishes?
I suddenly remembered what he said, the tomb of the living dead, the condor heroes, disappeared from the rivers and lakes.
I left a note. If there are descendants of Zhong Nanshan visiting in the future, I will definitely respect and allow everything.
At the last moment of life, the dawn dawned, much like the fireworks in Xiangyang city on 16' s birthday. I gently close my eyes, it was the girlhood that the Shaolin Temple master once recited:
Trouble comes from love, and fear comes from love; If you leave your lover, you have no worries and fears.
Who says all good things must come to an end? It's just that the feast hasn't been staged yet and people have already left.
Those greed, anger, stupidity in life, smiling at flowers, failed to remember in the end.
Postscript: long life, sitting in front of flowers.
On the top of Kunlun Mountain, a narrow path ran up. He whispered to Kunlun Sansheng, who was sitting like a bell in front of the immortal flower, "Master, the ghost bell in Emei rang, and Master Guo died."
The three sages of Kunlun opened their eyes faintly and looked at the clouds and blue sky in the sky. Those long-lived flowers drifted down vaguely. With a wave of his hand, the path came down quietly.
I took out a scroll from under my wide sleeve and slowly opened it. The woman in a jade yellow shirt stood quietly at the foot of Zhong Nanshan, her eyes slightly wrinkled. He remembered that many years ago, she said to the tomb of the living dead that would never be opened again, "No one in this world will ever call me Xianger again."
If the voice stuck in my mouth at that time could be called out calmly, even if the final outcome remained the same, would there be less regret?
He reached out and touched the beautiful face of the woman in the painting. There was no time to give a sigh, and something fell into the dust.
Finally, I trembled and lit the scroll, watching the flame devour the woman's eyebrows. I was born in my heart as soon as the evening bell rang. The peace I have been pursuing all my life is just a face. The man left, taking away his last care and fetters for the world.
Looking up and scanning, there are long-lived flowers everywhere.
The Three Sages of Kunlun and the Three Blessings of Taiji were once two great myths in Wulin. Both Taoist priests are saints who have insight into the world and will surely live a long life. He smiled. Besides Zhang Junbao, there are no enemies, not to mention the mighty Condor Warrior. Even if he becomes a saint in the eyes of the world, he can't be a hero in her heart.
The next day, He Zudao, the founder of Kunlun Mountain, sat on the top of Kunlun Mountain and lived a long life. Without leaving a word, only the longevity flowers of that tree are scattered in succession, covering the long-term youth before and after. ...