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How can a lotus with a broken stem continue to live?

The debate machine looked at the lotus in his arms, his brows slowly furrowed, and his eyes were full of compassion and pity.

He was not good at blaming, and he couldn't blame the girl in red just now, he knew very well that the other party would break off this lotus, thanks to his own words. In the end, it's his sin.

Looking at the lotus full of ponds, he sighed lightly, walked to the edge of the pond, leaned down and placed the lotus in the water by relying on the lotus leaves, hoping that it would be able to rely on the nourishment of the pond water for two more days.

got up and recited Amitabha Buddha softly to the half-branch lotus, and then he turned around and walked back to the translation hall.

In the evening class that night, the debater recited a scripture for the lotus.

In this night's dream, the debater suddenly had a dream about lotus flowers.

In the dream, he vaguely saw a figure standing on the lotus, he thought he had dreamed of the Bodhisattva, but the figure was ethereal and misty, but it did not look like the golden body of the Bodhisattva seen every day, not to mention, the figure was as red as fire.

When he woke up from his dream, it was time for him to get up every day, he got up to wash, and recited a scripture for the lotus again in the morning class, so that he could regain his mind and continue to assist Master Xuanzang in translating the scriptures.

When translating the scriptures, time was no longer recorded, and it was not until the afternoon that the debate machine raised his head, moved his wrist, and got up to say to Master Xuanzang that he was going out for a walk.

Master Xuanzang nodded kindly.

After stepping out of the translation hall, he went to the pond without thinking about it, because he was thinking about the lotus in his heart from the dream last night.

When he reached the edge of the pond, he saw a figure dressed in red and recognized it as yesterday's man. Still holding an oil-paper umbrella, she snuggled up to the edge of the pond, and after soaking her hand in the pool, she dripped water beads on a lotus flower.

The debate machine walked over slowly, and only then did she see clearly that the lotus she was dripping was the lotus he had placed in the water yesterday. Maybe it's because the pool is warming it, and the lotus is still blooming, but it is indeed lighter than yesterday.

The other party noticed him, turned his head to look at him, and the next second he raised his eyebrows and smiled, "See you again, master." ”

The debate machine folded his hands and said to her Amitabha.

Lian Yin put his hand into the cold water, "It turns out that the master was so overdone yesterday, I thought the master would bring it back to the temple." The hand was soaked and stretched out again, lifted up to the top of the lotus, and let the water in the hand fall into the petals one by one.

The debater didn't know how to answer, so he could only stand aside with his hands down. I am also afraid that I will say too much and make many mistakes, and then recreate the cause and effect of the tongue, it is better not to say anything.

Lian Yin repeatedly poured water droplets on the petals, waited until her hand was sore, shook her wet hand, she leaned back to look at the debate machine, and saw that he looked like a penalty stand, she couldn't help but laugh again, changed her attitude yesterday, and apologized very sincerely, "Master, I was wrong yesterday." The monks are generous, and hope not to blame. ”

The debate machine hurriedly said to Amitabha, "The donor's words are serious. ”

Lian Yin smiled, stood up, patted his dress with one hand, and nodded at the debate machine as a farewell.

He watched her leave again, until he could no longer see her, then he walked to the place where she was sitting just now, squatted down on the spot and looked at the water lotus, and after looking at her for a while, he also followed her example just now, and dripped water droplets on the petals.

The lotus flower with water droplets looks particularly watery and beautiful.

On this day, the debate plane stayed like this for a long time before going back.

On the third day, when the debate machine came to the pond in the old time, it was not surprising that he saw the red-clothed figure again.

Today, instead of watering the lotus, she sat by the pond with an umbrella and read a book.

The flowering period of each lotus is only four days, and the lotus in the pond has already changed and opened, although it is still beautiful, but it is very different from the first day, and the lotus that is raised in the water is also close to the time of flowering, the color has faded to white, and gradually has a yellowish state.

He thought she was reading a book, but when he got closer, he heard the staccato scriptures escaping from her mouth, and he realized that she was reading the scriptures.

As soon as he got closer, Lian Yin stopped moving, and was a little surprised to see the debate, but he didn't feel surprised, and finally only said, "Master came to see this lotus again?" What a heart. ”

The debater also said, "So is the donor." ”

Lien Yin generously admitted, "Look at it, it's about to run out of oil, so I'll come and recite a scripture for it." As he spoke, he raised the scriptures in his hand.

The debater thinks she's really a special person.

Thinking so, he also said, "The donor is really an elegant person, and he is also a person who is destined for my Buddha." ”

"Affinity with the Buddha?" Lian Yin shook his head, pointed to the lotus with his book, and said, "I have a relationship with it." ”

The debater agreed, "That's what the donor said. ”

Lian Yin's gaze moved from the debate body back to the lotus flower in the water, and said as if he were talking to himself, "There is indeed a fate." Lotus, Lian, I and it are both called Lian. ”

When the debater heard it, he wrote down her name, and it turned out that her name was Lian.

After sitting for a while, Lian Yin got up and patted his dress, and handed the scriptures in his hand to the debater, "This kind of thing of reciting sutras excessively still has to be done by the monks to be useful, and no matter how devout I am, I am not as good as the master." Then, it will still bother the master. The main thing is that it's so hard to read.

The debater took the scriptures she handed her, and before she could say anything more, she went away again.

After she left, the debate machine opened the frontispiece and looked at it, and couldn't help but show a smile, the scroll is the "Vajra Prajnaparamita Sutra".

The debater put away the scriptures, walked to where she had been, squatted down and looked at the lotus for a long time, and slowly recited the scriptures in his mouth as if he were singing in Sanskrit. If Lian Yin hadn't left, he would definitely praise him without hesitation, and he could recite the scriptures so well, which is really amazing. Maybe I will stay because of this, get to know the monk well, and ask him who he is.

It's a pity that Lian Yin only regarded this monk as a small episode, stayed in Chang'an for three days, and went south to Jiangnan without hesitation on the fourth day.

When the fourth day came, the debate machine did not see the red shadow, the lotus in the pond had turned yellow, the outermost petals had wilted, and the lotus's life would come to an end. Although the flowers bloomed sometimes, the debate machine was still merciful, and gently swept the pond water and slowly hit the petals.

Lotus, born in ponds, also falls in ponds.

He would walk around the pond every day, but from the beginning of the flowering period to the end of the flowering period, he never saw the red figure again.

Except for her name, and the scroll of scripture she left behind, it was as if she never appeared.

The debate machine understands in my heart that the origin and extinction of fate, the blossoming of flowers, and the rush of passers-by in the world are all providential, and there is no need to force it.

But he seemed accustomed to a walk by the pond, and he didn't know if he was waiting for the next year's flowers to bloom, or something else.

It wasn't until the next year, when the flowers bloomed, that when he came to the pond again, he saw a red figure again. It's just that this red figure is not the same as last year's, and the person in front of him now is His Majesty's beloved daughter, she is Gao Yang.

He knew her, but the first time she saw him, she couldn't take her eyes off it with just one glance, and couldn't help but ask him, "Which temple monk are you?" ”

The debate machine hung her head and replied to her with a little respect, "The poor monk Hongfu Temple debated the machine." ”

Gao Yang's eyes were rippling, and she was dressed in red clothes to make her more delicate than flowers, and she took a small cherry mouth, and said, "Oh, it turned out to be Hongfu Temple." ”

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A few years later, Lianyin, who had traveled all over the south of the Yangtze River, planned to go back to Chang'an to go shopping, and then end the vacation.

When Yu Qinhuai set off, he happened to hear passers-by talking about the emperor's order to behead a monk in half, and the monk called the debate machine.

Lian Yin suddenly felt that it was a pity that she had forgotten such a romantic figure.

I knew that when she was in Chang'an, she should go to meet the debater, but I heard that he was less high-minded and handsome, and he was so handsome that he couldn't meet him.

Now that the Siren is gone, she can only be annoyed.

By the time she returned to Chang'an, the people had long since kept silent about the debate.

Lian Yin's place was not far from the pond, but unfortunately the flowering period of the lotus flower had long since passed, so she went to see the pond full of decay and left.

(Lotus is finished.) (To be continued.) )