When I was in junior high school, my teachers began to encourage students to read world literature, but very few people were really interested, and even fewer were as reluctant as Jingming was to read all the books. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the library of No. 5 Middle School is not large, it has a lot of books, such as culture and education, natural science, literature and poetry, astronomy and geography, political history, etc., which is quite rich for a middle school library. It's just that most of those books are relatively boring for middle school students. Although there is no shortage of famous books, there is a lack of romance and martial arts novels that students are interested in, so there are few students who go to the library to read or borrow books.

Pure Sight is one of these few.

In the past two years, he has read all the books in the library. He never picks a book, as long as it is a book, no matter how boring it is, he can read it, and the reading speed is very fast, and he will never forget it. Others may not believe this, but Ansu knows best, even obscure scriptures can be read, and what books are written silently without any bad words that he can't read. She couldn't help but admire that such boring things as writing scriptures silently were only done by young monks. But for Jingming, one thing that he has insisted on doing since he was a child is as natural as breathing.

Jingming thought that he could only borrow books from the city library in the future, which was not very convenient. Because the city library is far away from the school, there are no bicycles, and you have to take a bus to and fro. That's a lot of money. When he was thinking about where to find books to come back to, enthusiastic alumni donated a batch of books to the school library. This is great news for Jingming. Most of the donated books are literature, including various poetry collections, and it is in this batch of books that Jingming first learned about the legendary living Buddha of Cangyang Gyatso.

He grew up in Myofa Temple, and was well versed in the strict precepts of the monastery, and although he was not officially ordained, he always adhered to the precepts like his master and brother. In his heart, he is not much different from a monk. In the temple, from the teachers and brothers, who are not pure-hearted and have few desires, not to mention rumors about the relationship between men and women, even the monks have never talked about women. The idea of renunciation is deeply ingrained in the mind of pure mind.

Cultivation and Love. Love seemed to him to be conflicting, so he didn't quite understand how Cangyang Gyatso, the most famous living Buddha in history, could chant sutras on a throne during the day and wander the streets of Lhasa at night. But the habit of never giving up halfway through reading made him read the poetry collection of Cangyang Gyatso in its entirety. The further I looked, the more interested I became in this living Buddha, because every poem he wrote was so moving. At the same time, his heart was full of doubts. He went to the city library and found different translations of Cangyang Gyatso's poetry collection, and consulted materials about Cangyang Gyatso, and conducted detailed research on the historical background, politics, religion, and other aspects.

"Living in the Potala Palace, I am the biggest king in the snowy region. Wandering on the streets of Lhasa, I am the most beautiful lover in the world. ”①

Looking at these beautiful verses, this young man, who has always been unswervingly on the path of cultivation, began to be confused.

On this day, after Jingming came out of the school library, he remembered that one of his two ballpoint pens had long been unable to write, and the remaining one would soon run out of water. If you think it's better to have a fountain pen, just add ink if you can't write it. But the only fountain pen he had had been accidentally broken, and had been given to him by a layman many years earlier. At present, the little money in my pocket cannot buy myself a fountain pen. This is one of the main reasons why he did not dictate the scriptures at school during this time. He had to buy a pen, and after thinking about it, he went to the stationery store at the school gate.

After picking two of the cheapest pens, Jingming walked out of the stationery store. Because he didn't carry a school bag, he took the few books he borrowed from the library directly in his hands. Unexpectedly, when I came out of the stationery store, I was hit by an oncoming bicycle. Fortunately, the man was not injured, but the few books he was holding were scattered on the ground.

When the owner of the bicycle saw that he had hit someone, he immediately apologized and was ready to park the car to help pick up the book. Jingming shook his head lightly and waved his hand at the man, signaling that he was okay and that he would pick up the book himself. After repeatedly apologizing, the owner of the bicycle rode away.

Jingming bent down to pick up the book.

The book that had suddenly dropped in the farthest distance was picked up, and a familiar voice was heard, "Yo! Isn't this the famous Shi Jingming classmate of the Fifth Middle School? Let me see what kind of books the top students read in the first exam. ”

Jingming picked up the books on the ground one by one, without any emotion, just looked at the people standing in front of him lightly. He found that this person has been deliberately looking for his faults recently, but the other party actually has no malicious intentions, just likes to tease him. He didn't care, just ignore him.

Then, two people came out of the small shop opposite and walked towards them, namely Xiang Hui and Peng Dongjun.

The book was picked up by Tu Yunxi. He took the book in his hand, found that he had taken it upside down, turned it upside down, and looked at the cover of the book seriously, but his mouth was full of hanging: "Cangyang Gyatso's poems." Then he asked the person on the side, "Who is Cangyang Gyatso?" ”

Xiang Hui shook his head. Although he knows a lot of poetry and songs, he has never read the "Cangyang Gyatso Poetry Collection", and he doesn't even know who Cangyang Gyatso is.

Peng Dongjun said: "Writing Cangyang Gyatso's poetry collection, he should be a poet." ”

Tu Yunxi shook the book and said in a weird way: "Why does our top student want to be a poet?" ”

Jingming still looked at it lightly, waiting for him to return the book to himself.

Tu Yunxi seemed to suddenly remember something: "Oh, I forgot that our honor student is a dumb person, and I won't answer even if I ask a few hundred more words......"

"What did you say?" Before Tu Yunxi finished speaking, he was cut off.

It's not unexpected, people who will react so much don't think about others except Ansu. She hates to hear people say that Jingming is dumb.

Tu Yunxi saw An Su, closed his mouth in recognition, and stuffed the book into Jingming's hand. He understood that although he and Xiang Hui were brothers, An Su was a person who should never be provoked.

A few days ago, Xiang Hui and An Su broke up unhappily because of a disagreement, and ignored each other for a few days. Originally, he wanted to take the initiative to show favor, but at this moment, seeing An Su standing in front of Tu Yunxi, protecting Shi Jingming like an old hen, he felt annoyed. But he didn't say anything, patted Tu Yunxi's shoulder, and motioned for him to leave.

Since An Su understood her mind, she only had clarity in her heart and eyes, and she couldn't wait to be by his side all the time. And Xiang Hui gets angry every time he sees them together. He didn't understand what this mute monk was good at except for studying. Why does Ansu like to be with him so much? Unconsciously, he was full of hostility towards Shi Jingming, so obvious that even the people around him could see it.

Tu Yunxi also saw Xiang Hui's feelings for An Su, but An Su didn't see it, he was worried about his friends, so as long as he had the opportunity, he always had to play Jingming and vent his evil anger for his friends.

Remark:

(1) The author of this poem could not tell whether it was written by Cangyang Gyatso after reading various materials, and the reason why he chose this poem was that he thought that it could best reflect the inner contradiction of Jingming at that time, and it should be written by Cangyang Gyatso.