All the encounters in the world are reunions after a long separation. Autumn plum style, autumn water article? A famous writer in China, Bai Luomei, used the most beautiful words to interpret an essay on the most classic Buddha Shi Fo Ci in history. Here is a brief introduction to the main contents of this book, I hope you like it!
Content introduction:
At that time, you were an ancient temple and I was a blue lamp; At that time, you were a fallen flower, so was I.
Embroidered mother;
At that time, you were akashi and I was a crescent moon; At that time, you were a strong man and I was a fine horse.
The Buddha said that the five aggregates are empty, but this world of mortals is always full of many predestinations. Buddha enters the world of mortals, and the world of mortals is the Dojo.
Bai Luomei, a talented woman who lives in seclusion, writes the world of mortals with Zen and lives with Buddhism. She selected dozens of classic works from Zen Shi Fo's ci, and turned her heart into fireworks. Tired and sad, it is better to make a cup of tea, walk into this article and live a quiet life [1].
Catalogue of works:
Self-sorting [
The first volume Spring and Autumn Dream
Heart like a mirror, not dust.
Tea margin, a leisurely passer-by
Scenery, the predecessor of fate
Look at the bright moon. How many circles are there?
Please love me in the world of mortals.
Hanshan, a monk who has disappeared for thousands of years.
There are two lights in the sun and the moon, and a dream in spring and autumn.
The second volume is about Sanshengshi
How many generations of marriage on Sanshengshi?
Live up to, world-class tea cooking.
Sword dance, flowing water.
In the depths of Yunlin, there is a dusty feeling.
Flowers and trees on the earth, don't dye my feelings.
The vast sea, wide planting net lotus.
Let go of your baggage and you will become a Buddha.
The third volume Sit and watch Yun Qi
Live in seclusion in Nanshan and gather chrysanthemums under the east fence.
I couldn't bear it, so I sat down to see Yun Qi.
A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers.
Qiao Feng, is the sound of the waves still there?
The fourth volume The world of mortals Dojo
Mistaken into Taoyuan, forgot all kinds of hearts in the world.
Love affairs are only known to beauty.
The world of mortals is the Dojo, and misty rain washes the balcony.
When spring comes on the lake, monks return home at leisure.
Fireworks in troubled times plant a net lotus.
Love, ignorance and white clouds.
The fifth volume Mirror Flower Hidden Moon
The mirror was full of flowers, and then it was empty.
If time can stay at the moment when we first met.
Live up to the Tathagata, live up to the Qing Dynasty.
All sentient beings have nothing to do with this.
Ferry, light farewell.
The sixth volume A distant beauty
Qian Shan is full of water, as a dream.
Autumn chrysanthemums are falling in the rain along with the fragrance.
I am in an empty door, but I am still indifferent.
People who are too tall are more likely to be jealous, so are people who are too clean.
Embroidered maid, lying alone in the ancient Buddha in Deng Qing.
Author's preface:
When did I begin to believe in antecedents? I don't remember. I have imagined countless times what my previous life was like, or was I a performer? A poet? Is it embroidered mother? It was not until one day that I walked into the ancient temple of Zen Forest and met the Buddha that I realized that my previous life must have been an oil lamp in front of the Buddha. Because when I lit it, I knew this meeting was a reunion after a long separation. In my last life, I devoted myself to practicing in the temple, not to become a Buddha and cultivate immortality, but to be a man in this life, to learn from the Millennium white fox in the mountains, and to form a dust bond with scholars or ordinary people.
Buddha said that it took 500 years to get a shoulder rub in my life. Every day, I pass by many passers-by who pass by in a hurry; I have an indissoluble bond with all beings every day. I know that with a smile and a look back, I can find the person who is destined to spend my life with me. I am fortunate to be able to write Zen stories of eminent monks in this life with flowing pen and ink. I don't need to describe them in heavy colors, I just tell them in an understatement. I believe their souls will come to my window peacefully. At night, they just refused to disturb my dusty dreams.
I also went to Hanshan to visit the monk's path, went to the Buddhist country to get the heart sutra and picked a lotus flower, secretly believing that it was the one I missed in my last life. When I was young, I thought that Buddha was heartless, and monks should leave this world and give up all love. Later, I suddenly realized that Buddha has feelings. He gave his feelings to all sentient beings and left his indifference to himself. Although many monks can understand the mystery of fate, they can't change the arranged fate. Like us, they have to go through samsara constantly, just for one day, they can reach the realm of nirvana. And you and I, who are addicted to the mortal world, have only one wish, that is, we can take a boat in the lush orchids and be exiled to the other side of Lian Kai.
The so-called good advice is like this. My road today may be your way home tomorrow. If one day, we meet on Naihe Bridge, please don't forget that there was a lush time in the world of mortals. Don't forget that the old league in Lingshan once accompanied Pu and made it in front of the Buddha. How many colorful, unreasonably disappointed by the meager time; How much happiness is inexplicably locked in an ordinary courtyard. Since you can't stay young and miss yesterday's flowers, how can you miss this pot of tea?
I am convinced that these monks and I have an inseparable fate. I am like an elegant wandering soul on the road of reincarnation, taking a bodhi time in their story of meditation and enlightenment. My world, from then on, was simple and quiet, and the faint lotus fragrance drowned my last desire for mortal dust. Looking at their drifting back again and again, I didn't stand in the same place, but suddenly turned around and thought that after several generations, the future years would still be so long. In the Buddha's merciful and clear eyes, I saw the agreement and unavoidable affection of years like water.
I didn't mean to let Zen bloom in many quiet nights under a half-open and half-closed porch window. It is not to lay a deep foreshadowing for a story, but to plant a bodhi in the hearts of all beings. Please believe that all encounters in the world are reunions after a long separation. Maybe I am a chess game that you have been unable to solve in your last life, and you are a mystery that I will never guess in my life.
Whiteboard plum
1October 27th Taihu Lake 20 1010.
Classic lines:
? All the encounters in the world are reunions after a long separation? Zhang Ziyi's line in "The Grand Master" will never be forgotten by the audience. Similar to the films before Wong Kar-wai, The Master is exquisite to the extreme, with many golden sentences. All the encounters in the world are reunions after a long separation. ? Is one of them.
About the author:
Bai Mei, formerly known as Seo Ji-Hye. Living in Jiangnan is simple and self-sustaining. Words are brisk and the heart is like bluegrass. A woman who is proud of snow and picks up all the plum branches. Write all the scenery, customs and lifestyles with a plain pen. There is no absolute beauty, only the years are quiet. Readers praised his article? Autumn plum style, autumn water article? . There are classic works such as "If you are well, it will be sunny", "Love is like Zen and you are like Buddha", "You are a golden harp and I am a fleeting time" and "All encounters in the world are reunion after a long separation", and more than 30 essays have been broadcast in CCTV3 TV poetry prose. Aroused a strong response from readers.
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