Chapter 425: Tonghua (20)

But Yishan said: "I am not a shelter here, and I will not take in those who have no place to live!" The disciples had no choice but to walk away. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the fourth day, the monk's cracked body began to bleed, and he fell down again and again and got back up, but he still knelt there, and the thunder could not move. Yishan ordered his disciples: "No one is allowed to open the door, otherwise he will be expelled from the door!" ”

Seven days later, the monk could not hold it anymore and collapsed. Yishan came out and tried his nose, but there was still a trace of breath, so he ordered him to be helped in. Dripping water finally entered the Yishan Gate to study.

One day, the monk Dripping Water asked Zen Master Yishan, "What is the difference between no word and Prajna?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yishan punched him and yelled, "How can you ask this question? Get out! ”

Dripping was dizzy by Yishan's fist, only Yishan's roar was in his ears, and suddenly, Dripping figured it out: "Existence and non-existence are their own superficial consciousness, you see that I have, I see that I don't." ”

Another time, Dripping caught a cold and was wiping his nose with paper, he was seen by Yishan, who shouted: "Your nose is more precious than other people's blood and sweat? Aren't you ruining a blank slate? "I didn't dare to wipe it anymore.

Many people could not bear the coldness of Yishan, but Dripshui said: "There are three kinds of monks in the world, and the inferior monks use the influence of their teachers to carry forward themselves; The middle monk appreciates the compassion of the family teacher and follows step by step; The superior monk grew stronger and stronger under the master's hammer, and finally found his own sky. ”

The dripping monk later became a generation of enlightened monks.

The whip that comes at you often asks you to raise your head higher and your back straighter.

The suffering that befalls you is often the desire of Heaven to make your mind stronger and grow more upright. Suffering is a very nutritious tonic for a person who is willing and eager to grow!

Live life with the true meaning of life

To live is to do meaningful things, and to do meaningful things is to live well.

Some people live all their lives without understanding what is meaningful, and in the eyes of many people, they are too small to do anything earth-shattering. In fact, whether a thing is meaningful or not does not depend on the size of the matter. Any thing, no matter how small, as long as it is what you should do, and you do it well with your heart, this is meaningful.

On a hot day, the flowers in the Zen courtyard were wilted.

"Oh my God, let's pour some water!" The little monk shouted and hurriedly ran to fetch a bucket of water.

"Don't worry!" The old monk said, "Now the sun is big, one is cold and the other is hot, you have to die, wait a little later to pour it." ”

"It's time to water the flowers!" In the evening, the flowers in the Zen courtyard had already become "moldy dried vegetables", and the old monk remembered to water them.

"If you don't pour ......it soon," the little monk muttered, "it must be dead, and it can't be lived." ”

"Pour it!" The old monk commanded nonchalantly.

Not long after the water was poured, the flowers that had already fallen were all erected and full of life.

"Master!" The little monk shouted, "They are really powerful, hold on there, hold on to death." ”

"Nonsense!" The old monk corrected, "It's not about not dying, it's about living well." ”

"What's the difference?" The little monk bowed his head.

"Of course it's different." The old monk patted the little monk's head, "Let me ask you, I'm over eighty years old this year, do I hold on to immortality, or do I live well?" ”

During the evening class, the old monk called the little monk to him: "How is it?" Figured it out? ”

"Nope." The little monk still bowed his head.

The old monk knocked on the little monk: "Stupid! Those who are afraid of death all day long are immortal; People who look forward every day are living well. ”

Every human being has a life, and no one's life is more noble than another's, and no one's life is more humble than another's. The problem is that not everyone understands the meaning of life and knows how to cherish their own life. A person who cherishes life knows how to live well, and life is a gift for him; Those who fear life hold on to immortality, and life becomes a burden for them.

There is a disciple named Dazhi under the disciple of Zen Master Foguang, who returned to his master after studying abroad for 20 years.

In the meditation room of Zen Master Foguang, Dazhi recounted all kinds of observations and insights he had seen and felt during his 20 years of study abroad, and finally Dazhi asked: "Master, in the past 20 years, are you okay alone?" ”

Zen Master Foguang said: "Very good! Very good! Lectures, teachings, writings, translating scriptures, and traveling in the sea of law every day, there is no faster life in the world, and every day, I am so busy and happy. Looking at the elderly master, Dazhi said with concern, "Teacher, you should have more time to rest!" ”

Late at night, Zen Master Foguang said to Dazhi, "You rest!" If we have something to say, we'll talk about it later. ”

Early the next morning, Dazhi was woken up by the sound of a wooden fish. Dazhi walked out of the meditation room and found that the sound of knocking on the fish and chanting was coming from the meditation room of Zen Master Foguang. It turns out that Zen Master Foguang gets up early and goes to bed late every day, and he is busy. During the day, the Buddha Guang Zen Master tirelessly said Zen lectures to a group of believers who came to worship the Buddha, and once he went to the meditation room, he either reviewed the report on the monks' experience or drew up the teaching materials for teaching, and there were always busy things every day.

Finally, seeing that Zen Master Foguang had just finished talking with the believers, Dazhi hurriedly asked Zen Master Foguang: "Teacher, in the past 20 years, you have been so busy every day, why don't you feel that you are old?" ”

Zen Master Foguang said: "I don't have time to get old! ”

"There is no time to get old", this sentence has been ringing in Dazhi's ears since then.

We say that we must live well in the world, how can we live well? "Forget to eat, forget to worry"! Don't be idle, do what you have to do, this is the highest state of life, that is, to live well.

But Yishan said: "I am not a shelter here, and I will not take in those who have no place to live!" The disciples had no choice but to walk away.

On the fourth day, the monk's cracked body began to bleed, and he fell down again and again and got back up, but he still knelt there, and the thunder could not move. Yishan ordered his disciples: "No one is allowed to open the door, otherwise he will be expelled from the door!" ”

Seven days later, the monk could not hold it anymore and collapsed. Yishan came out and tried his nose, but there was still a trace of breath, so he ordered him to be helped in. Dripping water finally entered the Yishan Gate to study.

One day, the monk Dripping Water asked Zen Master Yishan, "What is the difference between no word and Prajna?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yishan punched him and yelled, "How can you ask this question? Get out! ”

Dripping was dizzy by Yishan's fist, only Yishan's roar was in his ears, and suddenly, Dripping figured it out: "Existence and non-existence are their own superficial consciousness, you see that I have, I see that I don't." ”

Another time, Dripping caught a cold and was wiping his nose with paper, he was seen by Yishan, who shouted: "Your nose is more precious than other people's blood and sweat? Aren't you ruining a blank slate? "I didn't dare to wipe it anymore. (To be continued.) )