Chapter 695: A Story, a Song
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was robbed by Cui Zhengyuan for a while, and Feng Xiaoyun looked very embarrassed.
Chinese people are actually accused by foreigners of making mistakes in Buddhist culture, and anyone who encounters them will do so.
"Then Zhengyuan, tell me, what is Venerable Kaya laughing at?" Zheng Xinghuai interjected and came in to relieve Feng Xiaoyun.
Turning around and looking at the reckless mountains outside the temple, the mist was like a fairyland.
Choi Jung-won's eyes seem to have penetrated countless obstacles and seen countless histories. "This nation has experienced too much suffering for thousands of years, and ordinary people have no ability to resist in the face of these disasters. Although it is a Buddha, where is the real mana boundless. Perhaps Venerable Kasa just wanted to make the world feel some warmth through this smile. ”
On this shijie, if you want to talk about the depth of the disaster, there is no one who is on the right side of the Chinese nation.
Perhaps it is with such and such cultural inheritance and spiritual sustenance that the Chinese nation, which has experienced vicissitudes, can come out again and again and stand proudly in the forest of the Shijie nation.
Looking at the four major civilizations of ancient times, only the Chinese civilization still exists today, and it continues to radiate to the surrounding areas.
The role of various cultures and beliefs in this must not be overlooked.
After listening to Cui Zhengyuan's words, the monks who were in charge of entertaining them were dazzled. "Amitabha, I can't imagine that the donor is also a person with wise roots. It seems that the donor and my Buddha are destined, and they are actually fellow people. ”
Cui Zhengyuan smiled, waved his hand and said, "What kind of Buddha fate do I have, in fact, I am an atheist." Ten thousand laws have different paths, and they will eventually converge. When all philosophical ideas reach their final extreme, they are always the same. ”
The monk was greatly benefited, and folded his hands together and said, "The benefactor has such thoughts, which shows that he is a man of great wisdom. In vain, we have been studying the Dharma for many years, but we still have no gain, but it turns out that it is not as transparent as the donor thinks. ”
Everyone else looked at each other. I didn't expect that Tsugu, who usually always puts the word on his lips, would one day let the monks who have no desire to worship him.
Cui Zhengyuan was also embarrassed, but he didn't expect to say something casually, and it actually became a powerful person in people's mouths.
Rao is thick-skinned, and he also feels panicked. "The master praised it falsely, and he is a layman, running around all day long for the sake of his stomach, and he must be drifting away from Buddhism."
The monk also sighed, as if he remembered something. "Speaking of which, who didn't all be ordinary people when they first started? It's always a matter of various reasons. Like the wise uncle over there, he has been cultivating in the Kaye Dojo for more than 40 years, isn't it just for an enlightenment. ”
Following the guidance of the monks, everyone found that when everyone was talking, in the far corner of the main hall, there was always an aging monk knocking on the wooden fish, not knowing what scriptures were being recited.
"What's the story of that master?" Based on the monk's expression, Cui Zhengyuan felt that the old monk should be unusual.
Speaking of the old monk. The monk sighed before he could say anything.
"Uncle Zhiku didn't become a monk from the beginning, he was a well-known young talent in our neighborhood more than forty years ago. At that time, he fell in love with a girl, and he saw that he was about to form a happy family. Unfortunately, that movement broke out. ”
Hear here. Cui Zhengyuan and Feng Xiaoyun's faces changed at the same time.
For those who are familiar with Chinese history, it is all too clear what that movement meant more than 40 years ago.
It was the pain of several generations, and it was also the most regrettable decade in China. Otherwise, the pace of catching up with Shijie would not have been so slow.
However, Zheng Xinghuai and Park Jung-jae, two foreigners, looked confused. I don't know what happened forty years ago.
The monk didn't notice the expressions of Cui Zhengyuan and the others, and continued: "Uncle Zhiku responded to the call to go to the mountains and go to the countryside to participate in labor. And this one goes. That's seven years. But when he returned, he learned the bad news. It turned out that the girl's father was a GMD veteran, but he was attacked during the movement and persecuted to death. And the girl's family was ruined, and in despair, she jumped off the cliff and died. ”
Cui Zhengyuan let out a long breath, and a trace of grief welled up in his heart.
It is another tragedy of joys and sorrows in a turbulent era, and only those who have experienced it can understand the pain.
"And then?" Feng Xiaoyun was also attracted by the story and asked.
The monk looked at the old monk in the distance with pity. "Uncle Zhiku, who came back to start a family with his beloved, ushered in a slap in the face, and he couldn't stand this reality at all. So in discouragement, he became a monk in this monastery. Over the years, Uncle Zhiku has been living in pain. He said that he wanted to prove the Dharma and seek liberation from the mysteries of my Buddha. ”
This is an example of escapism living in front of you, but the story of a sad person makes people not have the courage to persuade at all.
Seeing the compassionate expressions of Cui Zhengyuan and the others, the monk shook his head and stopped: "It's useless, over the years, including the abbot, everyone has persuaded me, but it's a pity that Uncle Zhiku has been unmoved, and has always been a green light ancient Buddha, living in his own shijie." I advise everyone not to worry about themselves, everyone has their own fate, and I don't know that this is a kind of self-satisfaction. ”
The corners of Cui Zhengyuan's mouth tugged at a smile, and he didn't know whether it was mockery or helplessness. "Venerable Kasa Ye has laughed for a thousand years, but he can't even influence the people around him. It seems that he is not a Buddha after all, and his mana is limited. ”
Hearing that Cui Zhengyuan was in the empty gate and bluntly insulted the Buddha, the monk couldn't help but change color.
When he was trying to defend himself, he saw that Cui Zhengyuan had already raised his feet and walked over to the old monk.
Cui Zhengyuan kept approaching, so close that he needed to lower his eyes before he could look at the old monk.
The footsteps were slow, and the old monk naturally heard them.
He wasn't really born, and everything was out of sight. Knowing that someone was coming, he naturally stopped the wooden fish and looked up.
I don't know if it's providence or coincidence, but from the old monk's point of view, I happened to see the smile of Venerable Jiaye shining from Cui Zhengyuan's face, which was extremely dazzling.
Cui Zhengyuan took a deep breath, and then said slowly: "Master, what is the law?" The Buddha said to put it down. If you don't let go, how can you understand the Buddha's heart with a clean body? Isn't devoting oneself to the Buddha also a kind of attachment? ”
After finishing speaking, Cui Zhengyuan didn't dare to stay for a moment, turned around and left.
He was afraid that if he stayed, he would be surrounded by the vicissitudes of the old monk's eyes. Recall a similar past that has been forgotten.
I am afraid that the decadent Tang who was drunk and red in those years will stab his heart again.
Behind him, the old monk stared at the statue of His Holiness Kasya.
His mouth kept silently reciting a word, "Lay down, let go, let go ......"
The sound was lower than the other, but the smile on his already withered face became more pronounced.
What is a Buddha? There is compassion in the heart. What is the law? Let go of the light of heaven and earth.
After hearing a sad story, everyone lost interest in continuing the tour, so they silently turned around and went down the mountain.
The stone steps gradually became shorter, and Cui Zhengyuan couldn't help but look back at Jinyun Temple, which was already hidden in the clouds.
Suddenly, I felt something. Once a heart-stirring song slowly sounded from the bottom of my heart.
Just in the middle of this bleak Cangshan, Cui Zhengyuan suddenly opened his mouth and sang.
The sound of bustle escaped into the empty door
It has tormented the world
Dreams are cold and tossing and turning all their lives
There are a few more love debts
Such as you default to life and death, etc
Waiting round and round
annual ring
The Futu Pagoda is broken in several layers
Whose soul was broken?
The pain went straight to a broken lamp
The collapsed mountain gate
Let me wait for history to turn around
Waiting for the wine to be mellow and waiting for you to play
A song of zither
The rain is deep, and the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep
I've heard that you're always alone
The mottled gates are entrenched in the roots of old trees
The stone slab reverberated and waited
It was only a short cappella, but Cui Zhengyuan felt that the turbidity just now had melted away.
Just like the lonely mountains at this moment, when the spring rain comes, it is full of vitality.
He went through a mental journey and a refining of thoughts. But Feng Xiaoyun and the others were pleasantly surprised, still reminiscing about the lyrics he sang just now.
Although we talked a few words, even the most ordinary people can feel it, and this is definitely a masterpiece.
Wait until Choi Jung-won stops singing. Feng Xiaoyun couldn't hold back any longer.
didn't care about etiquette, and grabbed Cui Zhengyuan's sleeve. "General Affairs, is this a new song? It's so good, when will it be launched? When the time comes, I will be the first to support. ”
This kind of ancient style and rhyme song. Since Cui Zhengyuan's "Blue and White Porcelain" and his "East Wind Breaks", it has been very popular in the Chinese music market.
It's just that many people are toddlers in Handan, and the things they make are laughing and generous in vain.
Now that he heard such a good new song from the executive here, how could Feng Xiaoyun not be excited.
"Launched? Not bad. is to be launched. But it's not me, it's you. Mr. Feng Xiaoyun, please be prepared for the next time. The company will launch a new Chinese album for you. Cui Zhengyuan smiled slightly and said.
"Executive, you mean? This song is for me? Feng Xiaoyun's whole body was spartan, and his cheeks twitched and he couldn't control his saliva.
"What? Don't have the confidence to sing? Cui Zhengyuan asked with a roll of his eyes.
Feng Xiaoyun was immediately angry, and his chest shook the sky. "How? Standing assured, guaranteed to give you a beautiful finish. ”
"Well, that's good. Let me tell you, although this is an impromptu song, I have already figured out the eyebrows of the whole song. It's definitely a superb piece, you have to put your heart into it. "I'm afraid that this kid is too jumpy, Cui Zhengyuan commanded.
"Fireworks Are Easy to Cold" is definitely a work of heartfelt feelings, and if you don't have that mood to sing it, it will ruin this song.
Thinking of the old monk's past just now, Feng Xiaoyun's expression also became heavy.
"This song is simply a true portrayal of the wise master, why don't we use this when we promote it."
Cui Zhengyuan had already begun to lead the way down the mountain, and when he heard him say this, he turned around and scolded with a smile: "You are crazy, don't you know that the things of that era were taboo?" How can you take it out? ”
At this moment, Feng Xiaoyun finally reacted and stuck out his tongue embarrassedly.
The first time I came up with an idea in planning, it was actually a bad one.
If the things of that era were to make a fuss, it is estimated that he would be blocked.
Seeing Feng Xiaoyun's bitter appearance, Cui Zhengyuan smiled. "You have to wait honestly to sing, and I'll find one for an allusion to this song." (To be continued......)