I am a bodhi tree, and my heart is like a mirror platform.
Wipe it frequently to prevent it from accumulating dust.
-Tang Dynasty (Shen Xiu)
Bodhi trees have no trees, and the mirror platform is not a platform.
There is nothing, so there is no dust.
-Tang Dynasty (Hui Neng)
Untitled/wounded Zen/sage
The golden hall is full of affection, and the old White Horse Temple has little spring breeze.
Realize the Tao, practice Zen and realize the nature, and life geometry is also in a hurry.
Untitled/enlightened Zen/sage
Shallow feelings lead to dreams, but fate is still empty.
Only Buddhism is true goodness and pure freedom.
Untitled/enlightened Zen/sage
Who do you want to sue? Hate is always sad.
I can't worry about hate and hate, boring life is actually a slave to selfish desires!
Let the empty moon accompany the Buddha, quiet and clear, but quiet and unreal.
Two words of polo Zen, the game world is poor, Mo You!
Excerpts from Buddhist Poetry/A Collection of Sages
Bodhi is neither a tree nor a mirror. Nothing. What caused the dust?
Being a bodhi tree is like a mirror. Wipe regularly to avoid dust.
There is no elephant in ten directions, and six are extinct. Jump out of the three realms, not in the five elements.
One is high and the other is wide. Sitting outside Buddhism, I lost my way.
Untitled/enlightened/wise
Sitting and watching Yunfeng turn around, refreshing is peace of mind. The sun and the moon shine together, and the road is dry.
It is easy to feel when it is empty, but it is not touched by dust. Go and stay in the world, and feel at ease.
Untitled/shallow/deep/sage
Golden phoenix crows old, the Milky Way is lovesick, and the dragon dances with angry waves.
Why should creation be clever? Education is intangible and more carefree. Look at the present in the afterlife.
Untitled/Taoist/saint
Buddha is Tao, and Tao is Buddha! Is the Buddha predestined with me? I said, Buddha did not say!
Tao is Tao, and Buddha is Buddha! Buddha is willing to be pure, and Tao is free and easy!
Untitled/Buddhism and Taoism/sage
Tao seems heartless, but in fact he is affectionate. Doing nothing is decent, and the nature remains the same. Teach me to return to nature. The Buddha is famous, even more nameless. Spiritual awakening, hope is true bodhi. Save my sentient beings from their pain.
Taijitang sleepwalker/sage
Taiji Temple merchants Taiji tea, and Taiji worships me as a family. The clouds can't cover up, and when I wake up, bamboo smoke goes to Kunlun.
Untitled/sage
Swallows fly in front of the window, under the sentimental string beam. Since running water is unintentional, how can beautiful people pity each other?
Notes/hearts deep in mountains/people in rivers and lakes/sages.
The rain hangs high in the sky, and the clouds refer to the sunrise. Who divided Shan Ye into trees? At first glance, wheat is green and red.
Looking for steps, being walked by, bees singing, butterflies dancing and smelling partridges. Crazy talk can't help but make people feel happy.
Changes (1)/ saint
Idle clouds have nowhere to live, and the world is cold. Wild crossing the island, all over the rivers and lakes.
Changes (2)/ Sage
By the river, the dragon body was removed and the climbing branches were phoenix-shaped. Thousands of miles away, even the birds are singing.
Changes (3)/ Sage
The thunder was earth-shattering, the clouds dispersed, the tigers and leopards soared and the dragons and tigers leaped.
The changeable storm (4)
Showers fell from the sky. Wonderful branches make people awake.
The shower came violently and it was raining. Without Shan Ye, there is mud everywhere?
Changes (5)/ Sage
Ghost thunder is shocking everywhere, and the waves in the future are boundless! Become a swan song that benefits the world, dare to be angry and dare not speak, and stand out from the crowd!
Changes (6)/ Sage
Knowing is natural and unrestrained, and Mo Tao is impermanent! When the dragon is driven away, it will peck at the sky and spit golden light!
Ode to the Holy Word (1)/ Sage and Sage
Sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and help the dragon when entering the country. The wind and rain are calling, and the sun and moon are afraid.
Ode to the Holy Words (II)/Sages and Sages
From the aura of heaven and earth, but also from the essence of the sun and the moon. Origin and fate, life and heaven are in harmony.
Ode to the Holy Words (III)/Sages and Sages
Flat Peach Garden once attended the meeting, and Yamaraja Temple only rose to the hall. The throne of the Dragon Palace changed for a while, and I was called the Jade Emperor.
Yaochi wine is flowing, and taking elixir is more enjoyable. Naturally, I am free and used to it. I don't sit in the fairy mountain or meditate.
Nu Wa's painted stones are flexible and open, and she will join the WTO as soon as she changes. Six lines and five elements are free, and three religions and nine streams are actually a policeman.
Flames burn unevenly and quickly, and the golden hoop sticks hit the platform of the plague. Good righteousness and self-cultivation have positive results, and Qi Tianyang's reputation is well-known.
Pastoral poetry/sage
Yesterday, the mountain pavilion was green, but today it smells of flowers. After the death of the forest, I miss the spring in the countryside.
Ying Taiwan independence wild, colorful butterfly play Huang Dan. There is no spring, and the rain is accompanied by blue frost.
Although the beautiful scenery is gorgeous, there is little affection. It's just the end of the world, and how many people have done their best.
My heart will never return, and I will return to the battlefield. Drink spring wine in the morning and watch the sunset at night.
Fate leads to death/a saint
The sun and the moon cycle, and the four elephants change. When the stars move, everything disappears.
Get along, life and death and * * *. Fate comes and goes, gathering and parting.
Contrary to expectations, yin and yang interact. Cycle after cycle, no great achievements.
There are gains and losses. Gain and loss, gain and loss
What are the gains and losses? What are the gains and losses? No loss, no gain, energy conservation.
Happiness produces sorrow, and sorrow produces happiness. I will cry when I am very happy, and I will suffer.
Misfortune is a blessing, and happiness is a curse. Unfortunately, fate is ups and downs.
The world once expected? People have ulterior motives. Black and white are impermanent and unreasonable.
My thoughts/sages
Holy learning is intensive reading, erudition and Juexue. Generally speaking, it refers to the learning methods, ways, paths and significance of saints! Ancient Ghost Valley, Laozi and Zhuangzi, Confucius and Mohism are all great sages! Therefore: the world respects saints and scholars as saints and sages! The poem "My Thinking/Sage" says: If you think deeply and think carefully, you will have strange ideas. If you trust your teacher, you can become a famous teacher. Only when a saint has knowledge can he become a unique scholar. Knowing good is good, and good is for good. Never do evil, never give up. Don't stop saving, God won't collapse.
Analyze my thoughts;
1. If you can think more about something, you will have some fantastic ideas. In this way, it is not far from the solution of the problem itself!
2. If you can always practice the teacher's way with the belief of being a teacher! One day, I will naturally become a grandmaster and become famous all over the world!
Only by being smart, diligent and knowledgeable, that is, studying extensively and selectively, can we finally achieve an immortal learning!
4. Knowing the value and original meaning of goodness, and pursuing it, and realizing it through actions, is already perfect!
5. Sages become sages because they keep their temperament respectful, gentle and even respectful! At the same time, you can express your appreciation and reluctance to the beautiful form of yourself and things around you! They study, practice and doubt dialectically day and night, and constantly communicate, interrogate and reflect on themselves every day! Only in this way can behavior be manifest, meaningful, and thoughts and spirit be immortal! !
Dongshan Xiling is green, but it is sunny under the rain. I want to ask you more things. A pigeon gives birth to an eagle.
Lead the donkey to drink the river, and blow the waves with his nose. The shoes are on the shore and the mouth is in the water.
Hoe with your bare hands and ride a buffalo on foot. People cross the bridge, but the bridge does not flow.
Open the golden lock of the chamber of secrets, walk leisurely and let go of the door. A flute without holes will blow out a phoenix cloud.
Clouds disperse, leaves return to their roots. Looking back at the smoke waves, fishing songs go far away from the village.
Stand upright and relax the moon, and the fish swim to the bottom. The scenery is occupied, and it costs nothing.
Eat when you are hungry and add clothes when you are cold. Stretch your feet to sleep when you are sleepy, and love the wind when you are hot.
The heart turns with the world, and it can be quiet when it turns. Go with the flow intellectually, no joy and no worries.
Old bamboo shoots, new flowers grow old branches. Rain urges travelers to arrive, and wind sends sails home.
From a distance, the mountains are colorful, but the water sounds silent. Spring is gone, the flowers are still there, and it is not surprising that people come.
Playing drums and pipa, knowing two families. You can go to Yang Liuan, and I will stay in Dutousha.
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
Speaking of spring, the wind is too strong. Blow flowers with the water and turn over the fishing boat.
The fish that hit the water had a headache, and the birds that stayed in the forest were surprised. No drums at dusk, midnight show.
The cock crows at dusk and the sun shines at midnight. Xue Shizi woke up and opened his red eyes.
Yang Xiaofeng Lu 'an, apricot blossom wall in spring. In summer, Qin Yu is smooth and the pillows are cold.
The dead tree is full of leaves, and Xue Mei is withered by flowers. Beat tung into wood and dip it in snow to eat wax gourd.
The sky is quiet and cloudless, and there is a bright moon in the autumn sky. The Taoist under the forest is quiet and pleasant.
The valley is smoky and the wind sends apricot flowers. Sit quietly all day and forget everything.
Leaves are rustling and dew is hanging. Cleisthenes, running to the cloud goose, sadly holding the cicada in the tree.
Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation. Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise.
My heart is like an autumn moon, and the blue pool water is clear and bright. There is nothing like Aaron to teach me how to say it!
The clay idol does not cross the water, but God shines on the world. Who doesn't fake if the snow doesn't rest?
Seven-character Zen poems
There is nothing to comment on when you are free. Get up with tea and hunger, you can watch running water and sit and watch clouds.
Reach into the field with green seedlings and lower your head to see the water in the sky. Physical and mental purity is the way, and retrogression is the way forward.
There are two kinds of spring breeze on a tree, the south branch is warm and the north branch is cold. A while ago, I came to the west, one flew west and the other flew east.
I've been looking for spring, but I can't see it. Mango shoes have broken through the clouds. When I came back, I smiled and sniffed the plum blossoms. Spring has come to the branches.
There are flowers in spring, moons in autumn, cool breeze in summer and snow in winter. If you don't mind your own business, this is a good time on earth.
The golden duck incense burner is beautiful and indulged in music. Only beautiful women know about the affairs of adolescence.
The beauty didn't bother to comb her hair when she slept, so she rested with a golden hairpin. On the whole, his muscles and bones are good and romantic, and there is no red powder.
On the 28th, the beauty embroidered late, and the bauhinia bloomed with orioles. When the pointer stopped talking, pity hurt the spring.
Yinger sings in warm spring, and people smile at ordinary times. A few fallen flowers went with the water, and a flute came out of the cloud.
Listening to the cool breeze around the cave stream, I gradually saw the autumn rush into the micro. The fisherman breaks the Xiangjiang River, and the firewood father steps on the pine nuts to return.
When teacher Xihe heard of Kyushu, he was covered in golden hair and animals. A roar, the world is quiet, and all corners of the country are kings.
Dead trees and flowers rob foreign spring, but riding a jade elephant instead of riding a unicorn. Now it is high and hidden away from the Thousand Peaks, and the moon is bright and the wind is clear.
In Vientiane, only people want to be relatives. Looking for it on the road in the past is like looking for ice in the fire today.
The fallen leaves go with the running water, and the spring breeze does not bloom. Qingshan's face is still there, and the sun is shining.
Smoke warms the soil and pastes the farmers, and a plough of new rain breaks the spring ploughing. The suburbs are endless, and weeds and idle flowers are second to none.
I advise you to stop annoying and call it a normal turn. Indifference is completely tasteless, and once it is lifted, it is new.
Bai Yunfei, outside Qingshan Gate, attracts guests with green water. Don't blame me for sitting here often to persuade you to drink. I have seen you since I left you.
On both sides of the river, reeds float on boats, and the midnight breeze is like a hook. Thousands of feet didn't throw it, even though it was Xiujiashan.
The world is full of turmoil, and it hurts to meet you once. Where the water falls, it is the spring at the mouth of the cave.
A few times I got wet and dragged my back. My old heart was lonely and I didn't know it. The wanderer doesn't look down in the air, but a stream of water falls with it.
A heavy mountain has heavy clouds, and the end of the world has turned bitter. Mo Yi came back to sit in the house, and the falling flowers were like birds in spring.
The wind is rustling, the trees are flying and the geese are not coming. No one played the song "The Return of the Native", which made me clap my hands and hesitate.
When all the creatures outside are clear, the cow plays the bamboo flute sideways. A song from the secluded mountain to the green, this situation is not known by Baiyun.
The beauty of ice and snow is the strangest. She often blows Yu Di to people. The music is infinitely charming, and it is the first one created by Xu alone.
Last year, don't leave me on the beach, but today I met you at the seaside. Seeing each other late, I was speechless, crying, and the birds were still in spring.
The dirt and dust, the flower street and the willow lane are cheerful and true. The golden rooster sings the dream of Xiao Qionglou, and a tree blooms in spring.
Jin Lin tried to swallow the boat through the net and kept going upstream. However, it was lured by fishermen and drifted with the waves.
Near Taoyuan, the scenery is quiet, and a pot of bright moon is like autumn. The mouth of the cave reflects the sunset in spring, and countless Hong Ying chase the running water.
Deep in the blue waves, the fisherman was exhausted in the erbium-throwing cable. I don't know where I am in the Crystal Palace under the cool breeze and bright moon.
The east street is smoky and green, and the west lane is peach blossom red. Look around, see enough, and pay a little spring breeze.
Mountain flowers are like spring brocade, and streams are like blue Zhan Ran. Walking into the depths of white clouds, you should know that God never shuts one door but he opens another.
Mountain flowers are like brocade and water is like blue, which highlights Gan Kun without showing his face. I stepped across the road by Wuling stream, and the spring scenery in the cave was different.
No flowers before the rain, no flowers after the rain. Hu Die has climbed over the wall, and I don't know whose spring scenery will fall.
A 100-foot pole does not move, although what you get is not true. We must work hard to make progress, and the boundary of ten parties is the whole body.
Knock down the Yellow Crane Tower with one punch and overturn Nautilus Island with another. Add a good mood when you are in a good mood, and add a good mood when you are in a bad mood.
Dong Jian water flows west, Nanshan Yun Qi Beishan cloud. See you backstage at the front desk, and the bell will ring at the upper boundary and the lower boundary.
Knowing that it is unintentional, the eight winds are urgent. There is wind, there is no place for me, and there is no boat.
Clouds and winds are light, and the sky is like water, and the bright moon flows all over the world. Ashamed of the cowboy's infatuation with the old man, his heart is still at the head of the magpie bridge.
The rain washes the red peach calyx tender, and the wind shakes the willow lightly. Strange stones are exposed in white clouds, and ancient trees are clear in green water.
Rain and dew are on the troubled sea, and clouds and thunder are in the mountains of ignorance. The charcoal in the iron pot is blown out, and the sword tree is drunk and makes it rush.
In the late spring, the white cows were not idle, and they still followed the regiment into the chaotic mountains. Pull out the loquat plow to pay off the overnight debt, and then show the tail to others.
Lotus leaves are like mirrors and water chestnuts are like cones. The wind blows away the catkin wool balls, and the rain hits the pear blossoms and butterflies.
A long life is not a boat, you have to go with the flow. Today there is wine, today is drunk, tomorrow there is no money, and tomorrow there is sorrow.
I was homeless when the oblique wind and drizzle came. Looking up at the clouds, I saw the innocent bamboo hat spinning the rivers and seas into hemp fibers.
Huang Du will watch the cooking, and the white cow has been driven very pure. My work has been used all the time, and my family style is everywhere.
However, it is suitable to make tea in the fire cave, and it is difficult to enjoy the cool when the wind blows. Four snakes saw that he was made of the same reed, and two mice invaded the vine without measuring themselves.
Moon rabbits shadow mica fields, seabirds dream of sleeping on coral branches. Sitting in an empty white place in the ring, struggling to move in the dust.
You might as well ask when you see the color, but Yuanyang is embroidered in flowers. Since I met the lily, the wind has blown my sleeves full of fragrance!
When the clouds are gone, the bright moon will eventually become a career. There are six scenes hanging outside Qian Shan, where is the breeze not at home?
When you know right from wrong, mountains and rivers are not in the mirror. On a frosty day, when the moon set, it was already half past midnight. Who * * * looks at Chengtan coldly?
The use of Meretrix meretrix is profound, and the use of the body is unique in ancient and modern times. Snow songs sing little, I don't know where is a bosom friend?
If there is a sound on the piano, why not ring it in the box? If the sound of the piano comes from your hands, why can't you hear it?
I forgot to say what I said for a moment. I said my dream was empty. How can an empty flower have two fruits? How can a sunny flame find more fish?
Monks also have Fang Chunxing, so Zen has not stopped. When you look at Zhan Ran in the pool, are you never influenced by the shadow of flowers?
The four major complexities are like water. When encountering twists and turns, there is no compromise. Is there anything in the world that touches the ground but doesn't care?
The unique branches are not stretched, and the crazy bees and butterflies compete for spring. No matter who is qualified to be the ambassador of Hua Lian, he has his own explanation.
Yu Baolian Taiwan Province wins Zuqi, and I am very glad to be honored. There was nothing in the attack on Tsing Yi, only Leng Yan continued to be called.
The blue night is full of sunshine, and the mountains and waters are singing. I wish I had never been old, and I could swing freely in the clouds.
I'm glad to enter Tathagata, but I don't want to take a step forward. For no reason, the White House is full of glory and does not live up to Simon and reunification.
Climbing branches and flowing water reflect red flowers, and the shore is full of fragrant willows. There is no happy celebration day, and the spring breeze is often sent by the blind.
Zao Xiang sat quietly in the leisure, when she suddenly heard singing outside the window. Always remember the autumn harvest, so the ears are as yellow as gold.
An endless stream of Tibetan monks and nuns in the Song Dynasty
Enlightenment poem
Looking for spring all day long, but not seeing spring, straw sandals break the ridge.
When I came back, I smiled and sniffed the plum blossoms. Spring has come to the branches. "Shaolin Spirit in Songshan Shaolin Temple;
Nanquan north leg Shaolin stick, Weiguobao Temple health itself; Worship Zen and martial Shaolin people, patriotism and protection of Shaolin soul; Do not strive for peace with Shaolin, stop evil and promote good Shaolin roots; Persuade people to get rid of greed with morality, and then attack people with Shaolin Gate. Honor teachers and monks' parents, abide by laws and regulations, observe precepts and obey ancestral teachings; Agricultural Zen is the foundation of the temple, and medical Zen helps the world and the poor; Compassion is charity, and letting go of fame and fortune is not poverty; Martial medicine is the medium to promote Buddhism, and Shaolin disciples are in spirit.
Shaolin Temple "Shaolin Zen Song";
Shaolin temple is retro, and dead trees and new buds are born in spring; Point directly at people's minds and view nature as Buddha and Zen; Zen literature, Zen martial arts and Zen medicine, Zen tea and Zen farmers; Zen language, Zen poems, Zen cases, Zen books, Zen paintings and Zen music; Chan Ci Chan Xiao Chan Fa Tong, Chan Tang Chan Master Bao Chan Jing; Convert to Sambo Buddhism and Buddhism, convert to self-awareness; Abide by the rules and regulations and follow the teachings to cross all beings; Self-reliance, hard work, practice according to law; Walking, sitting, lying down, abstaining from wisdom and getting rid of delusion are Mahayana; Shaolin disciples should remember patriotism and the prosperity of Buddhism.
Wang Wei's Zen Poems and Learning Zen
Later generations often say that there is no difference between poetry and Zen. Poetry, poetic thinking, Zen interest and Zen machine are inherently easy to blend. Especially in the Tang Dynasty, influenced by the prosperity of social poetry, Zen monks often used poetry in enlightenment, demonstration and general discussion of questions and answers. This further illustrates the close relationship between Zen and literature. From the perspective of poetry creation, traditional poetry expresses ambition, and poetry is beautiful because of emotion. However, whether it is to express ambition or destiny, it is all in the language of the soul, so in a sense, Zen's theory of seeing nature will inevitably affect the poetry world.
Wang Wei's Zen and Zen Poetry
China's Zen is very literary, and there are quite a few literary elements in Zen literature. It can be said that the development of Zen Buddhism is closely related to literature and has an important influence on each other. Zen in literature is unique and important in the content and form of China literature. China's Zen culture more clearly reflects the characteristics of China's traditional ideology and culture.
The core of Zen theory is the theory of seeing nature, that is, the self-nature of all beings is pure and complete; Self-nature, straight into the Buddha; You just need to be conscious, conscious, and don't ask for it. This is the further development of self-centered Buddhist theory, Mahayana Buddhist theory and Tathagata Tibetan thought, and it is the product of the fusion of Buddhist theory of mind and China's traditional theory of human nature (mainly Confucian theory of good nature). This theory of Zen is bound to have an indissoluble bond with literature.
In fact, as later generations often say, poetry and Zen are consistent, and there is no difference. Poetry, poetic thinking, Zen interest and Zen machine are inherently easy to blend. Especially in the Tang Dynasty, influenced by the prosperity of social poetry, Zen monks often used poetry in enlightenment, demonstration and general discussion of questions and answers. This further illustrates the close relationship between Zen and literature. From the perspective of poetry creation, traditional poetry expresses ambition, and poetry is beautiful because of emotion. However, whether it is to express ambition or destiny, it is all in the language of the soul, so in a sense, Zen's theory of seeing nature will inevitably affect the poetry world. The creation of the Tang Dynasty gradually flourished from the Tang Dynasty to the prosperous Tang Dynasty, forming a situation of letting a hundred flowers blossom, which echoed the development of Zen Buddhism, indicating that there are similarities between the two in ideological background. There are not a few poets who are keen on Zen in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, such as Wang Wei, Du Fu and Li Bai. Both the poet's practice of Zen and the combination of poetry and Zen are typical. Of course, their performance is different. In the poem of Juyuan Yang, a poet in the middle Tang Dynasty, he said:
The origin of silence comes from deep thinking, and the exploration of singularity is a self-understanding of Zen wisdom.
When Wang Wei testified, Fu Shuiyue and Du Fu were crazy about the world.
The Tang people have seen the great influence of Zen on the creation of Wang Wei and Du Fu. In the history of China's poetry, Wang Wei was called Shi Fo. His friends commented that he was a contemporary poet and good at Zen. Zen and Zen are the words that later generations evaluate his poems. In the prosperous Tang Dynasty poetry circle, Wang Wei's poetry has made special achievements with its unique creative style and artistic characteristics, which has had a great influence on that time and later generations.
Wang Wei's boyhood was the period when Dongshan Law flourished and spread widely in the Central Plains. His mother Cui Shi, in her thirties, is a student of Zen Master Dazhao. She avoids meditation and lives in the mountains in search of peace. His mother had a great influence on him, and many of his friends were closely related to the Zen master at that time, such as Pei Di and Cui Xingzong, who practiced Zen with him. Wang Wei's enthusiasm for meditation is related to his personal experience and personality. He was born in the Kaiyuan period, and like the scholars at that time, he was interested in serving the political talents at that time. This lofty ambition is sometimes shown in his high-spirited works written in his early years. However, his official career was not smooth, especially the dismissal of Zhang Jiuling (736 in the 24th year of Kaiyuan), who was grateful for his promotion, which dealt a great blow to him. He found a way for my middle-aged heart (my retreat in Zhongnanshan). After his forties, he was keen on Zen. He said: how many sad things have I had in my life? I didn't sell them to an empty door ("sighing with white hair"), but went to an empty door to seek sustenance. He is weak in character and not so persistent in principles. In his later years, he chose the road of being an official and hiding. In fact, he took the number to rub it, which clearly showed his admiration for Vimalakīrti Reyeman.
According to the Book of Old Tang Dynasty, he lived in the capital and ate more than a dozen monks every day, enjoying the mysterious talk. There is nothing in the den except a mortar and a rope bed. After retiring from the DPRK, he burned incense and sat alone, taking meditation as his career. In Sending Brothers and Sisters to the Mountain, he also said that there are many couples in the mountain and Zen is a group. He later made many so-called Zen people.
As can be seen from the above, Wang Wei was strongly influenced by Neo-Zen as a powerful social trend of thought. This prompted him to understand life and social dynamics with Zen thoughts and viewpoints. There are many viewpoints that the influence of Zen in Wang Wei's poems is mainly manifested in three aspects: Zen language, Zen interest and Zen method. In fact, strictly speaking, the first aspect is not Wang Wei's originality. Because, since the Six Dynasties, many poems about Buddhism have used Zen language. This kind of poems mostly write metaphysical poems. Can only say that Wang Wei also has this kind of creation. But the performance is dull, but there is no artistry. For example, this poem "Two Poems for the Literati who died of Hu Jushi", I only copy a detailed view now:
When I am excited about dust, I will show my body. If you see the underworld, where can you put me and others?
Obstacles are real, and fun is empty. Be fearful and realize in the maze.
I am sick because I love fruit, and I feel poor because I am greedy. The color and sound are true, and the illusion is my truth.
Sida can be sent in any way, and it is extremely safe. Hu Sheng is a carefree man, but he is lonely and has no neighbors.
Overcome your hunger for food and pay for it. If you don't start to be different, let's talk about sparseness and secrecy.
This poem has a new concept of Zen in content, but at the beginning, it says that only with delusion can I be persistent; If we look at the five yin and eighteen realms like this, then we are all empty. This is still the traditional view of Mahayana Buddhism. But the following said, with me, there is a man, my master. If you insist on emptiness, it must be an external reality. Therefore, it is a delusion to wash one's mind and realize enlightenment. However, although this poem has such fresh ideas, it only uses Zen language to reason, and the whole poem is like a poem. Ji Yun once said that poetry has Zen flavor, but he didn't want Zen language. Can be used to criticize such works. Some of Wang Wei's poems with vague artistic conception are often damaged by the use of Zen language. Such as Ji Xiang Temple:
I don't know where Ji Xiang Temple is, so I climbed several miles into the clouds and peaks. Ancient trees are towering, but there are no pedestrian paths, and there are bells in the mountains in the temple.
The spring water in the mountains hits the dangerous rocks, and the sun in the pine forest is cold. In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon.
This poem gives people a solemn and peaceful state from the perspective of choosing scenery and setting colors, and effectively shows the detached and peaceful mind of visiting Buddhist temples. But the conclusion is that the story of drug-making dragon is used to spread a Zen. It is also a Zen meaning of words. Should be a failure! I remember reading a sentence before, which is also a criticism of Wang Wei. The wording is harsh, but it is also to the point: if Wang Weiduo talks about Buddhism and later people argue about it, isn't it Zen? Zen ears of special characters. If it weren't for Tao and Li Zao, they could hardly speak. I don't remember who said this sentence. The voice of criticism is harsh, but it is more realistic to point out that the use of Buddhist language in Wang Wei's poems is a kind of Zen.
Of course, Wang Wei is known as a generation of Shi Fo, and there are still works that are beautiful and elegant, and do not talk about Buddhism. They not only have their own characteristics in poetic art, but also open up a new world of poetic artistic expression. The important point is that he organically integrated the concept of seeing nature into the situation of poetry and expressed the realm of things and me.
Zen boils down to all methods, such as Wang Wei's description of banana in the snow, which was once commented as:
A poet has a wonderful view of what he wants, and can't be limited to rope and ink! For example, Wang Wei painted a banana in the snow. From the perspective of law, he knew that his expression was contained in things, while popular theories mocked him for not knowing whether it was cold or hot.
This kind of expression is embodied in things and is a unique way of thinking expression in some poems of Wang Wei. You don't have to combine all the ways with passionate lyricism, but you have to write a world with original heart. This is better reflected in his landscape poems. For example, My Retreat in Zhongnanshan.
After middle age, I have a strong kind heart, and I didn't settle down at the edge of Mount Zhongnan until my later years. Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation.
Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise. Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.
This is a poem that has always been considered very Zen. The white clouds and flowing water here are not only objective scenery, but also symbols of the poet's soul. They vividly set off the poet's heart with nothing and freedom. The white clouds and flowing water in Wang Wei's works are the scenery reflected in his mind, and its free curling form also implies the poet's mentality. For example, the image of white clouds is often used in Wang Wei's poems.
Leisurely distant mountains at dusk, alone in white clouds. ("Back to Wangchuan Work")
Empty forests and white clouds. ("Working in the Mountains in Early Autumn")
When you ask the question, you know beyond the white clouds. ("Answer Pei Di")
Looking at the lake, the mountains are green and the white clouds are rolling. ("Wangchuan Lake")
And so on, the meaning in his poems goes far beyond objects, and he uses white clouds to express his heart. Xu Zeng, a layman in Qing Dynasty, once commented that Wang Wei said poetry was the ultimate principle, but he just expressed his own thoughts. If Tao in the Jin Dynasty and Tao in the Tang Dynasty, he is also a person.
In addition, in Wang Wei's poems, objective scenery is often used as a reflection of the soul, while objectivity is used to reflect subjectivity. Such as Chai Lu:
No one can be seen in the silent valley, only the voice is heard. Go back to the forest and shine at me from the green moss.
There is no one, no sound, no sunshine, only the brilliance of reflection, thus showing the emptiness of the sunset forest. This poem is an empty and gloomy scene. But it gives people the feeling that it is lighter and thicker, closer and farther, because the artistic conception expressed in it is worth tasting. You can also take an autumn night in the mountains as an example:
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
The main feature of this poem is that it is both dynamic and static, and all the images show how the empty mountain rises above the hubbub. Therefore, a fresh and vivid night scene in the mountains reflects a empty word. An empty mountain on an autumn night in the mountains is obviously not an empty mountain, but a feeling of the soul. This feeling shows inner emptiness and tranquility. This is the same as the empty mountain in Chai Lu. There are such quatrains from time to time in his collection of Wangchuan.
The branches of the topmost hibiscus flowers are full of scarlet calyx in the mountains. The mouth of a stream is silent, without a trace. They open and fall.
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty. At the beginning of the month, birds are startled, and spring streams are singing.
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Here, moving is static, and static is moving; Real and empty, color is empty. Ontology is outside them, they are one. This is the stillness in the movement, the emptiness in the real scene, the noumenon in many phenomena and the eternity in the instant intuition. Flowers bloom and fall, birds sing in the spring stream, but at this moment of insight into nature, you feel immortal.