Chapter 0733: Wolong Temple, Wolong

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Today's piano exercise is very deceitful, she came out of the Wolong Temple, covered with a thin veil, and did not enter the bell tower pavilion, outside the bell tower pavilion, made a gesture to the crowd here, Huan'er set her the piano table and chair, she chose the time to sing leisurely, and did not forget her identity as a monk, the four are empty: "Master Su, King Jinghai." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info In front of the temple, the hustle and bustle of the carriage and horses, the world rises and sinks into a dream. Singing and dancing in the east and west, singing the north and south cuiyu bright files. Until tomorrow he is across the ocean. There is only wind and clouds left, and the air makes the family look through the intestines. I will not come to help this side, nor will I come to help that side. Hit a soy sauce and a square. ……”

Huang Tingjian, a good Buddha, applauded first, he admired the detachment and moderation of the piano exercise, and today he met friends with the text, and the piano exercise made a peaceful and good start, and he was very happy, so he said, King Jinghai, Gao Guogong, Princess Zhixian, Lord Su, Master Mi, Buddha Yin Zen Master, everyone, the girl of Qin Cao is talented, the word is out, the heat and coldness are all described, and the atmosphere is pervasive. Today, if you are destined, it is better to abandon fame and fortune disputes, stay away from the hustle and bustle of the world, talk about life feelings, and understand the affairs of heaven and earth. Xiaosheng was shocked to hear the beautiful words of the piano girl, and he felt and felt it, and here he sang a song of Qingjiang to offer ugliness, waiting for everyone to smash bricks, and smiled: "Wealth is not strong, and people must know themselves." Lanhui basil, it seems that they are all grass, and they are all birds, how can the people of Huangquan Road escape? ”

Su Shi and the others immediately applauded. Su Shi knew that this Huang Tingjian was helping him, and the theme of coming here today was actually to pay tribute to Wang Mumu, but, you see, this Wang Mumu's appearance is not easy to speak, if he disagrees and turns his face and leaves, then, what should we do? It's good now, let's have some Buddhist poems first, everyone is harmonious, the atmosphere is harmonious, isn't it easy to talk? At least the speed of turning your face can be reduced a lot. Moreover, Huang Tingjian is very good, preaching some of this concept of being passive and having no quarrel with others, hoping to polish and polish this Wang Mumu's fighting spirit. With, Lord Su also hurriedly followed, lest this Zen machine Xuan Shen fade, poetry and lyrics are common, Lord Su is not afraid, now looking at the piano exercise, he chanted a song "Xing Xiangzi Ci", still thinking in his heart, Qin Cao girl, what I mean, can you understand: "The night is dustless, the moonlight is like silver, and the wine must be full of ten points; Fame and fortune, rest and work! It seems to be a horse in the gap, a fire in the stone, and a body in a dream, although he holds the article, who will kiss him? And Tao Tao is happy to be naΓ―ve. When will I go back and be an idler, carrying a piano, a pot of wine, and a stream of clouds. ”

Monk Foyin thought, my professional monk didn't say Zen, what did you ticket holders take first? What Zen machine words come from? This is my strong point, you are noisy, okay, listen to me: "This heart has no family grievances, and the situation is from the irrigation garden, but it is desolate and gloomy, and the past is frequently sad, and he is diligent in hurting and asking about the causes. But he is afraid of the green mountains, and he also hinders the virtuous road, and Xiu Douzun sees it in front of him. Friends of the mountains, try to chant higher, and re-conjure spirits. ”

Gao Guogong is almost illiterate, Mao ZΓ©min is too low on this occasion, so, Mi Fu will use "Qingping Le" to pick it up, he wants to persuade Wang Mumu to loosen a little, the public to the public, the private to the private, your tribute can be given to Lao Su: "Idle and sitting, why fight for me, a hundred years old time flicked a finger, what is the result?" Yesterday's drums urged flowers, and today the willows are sparse and crows, begging for copper money and silver, when will they fly into the official's house? ”

The corners of Wang Mumu's mouth twitched, he looked at this debt collector, and thought, everyone is watching, and what their eyes are pointing at, next, it should be himself. I don't come to argue with you, it's because you have a bad mind and are looking for trouble. So, with a smile, he also chanted "Qingping Le": "The yellow shirts lean on each other, the green treasure layer by layer, the south wind in March is beautiful, and the shadow of the mountainside and the tail of the water." Some people don't know the bad and the good, and they have hated themselves for thousands of years, and the neutral ** thing in Wolong Temple evokes the quiet Zen. ”

Xiao Zhixian looked at it and thought, it's my turn. The prince encouraged me again and again yesterday, I can't lose the prince's face today, I still have some goods in my belly for poetry, pick one of them, just criticize and criticize this beard, the sister of the piano has become a monk, you don't want to be entangled anymore: "The flowers are faded and the red and green apricots are small." When the sound of the piano is broken, the green water is around. There are few willows blowing on the branches, where is there no fragrant grass at the end of the world? Swing outside the temple and inside the temple. Outsiders outside the wall, beautiful women inside the wall. Pretty gradually disappears from appearance, and ruthlessness is always annoyed by affection. ”

Words, there is a cycle. Looking at the heaven and earth, the sun is shining, the time is still early, Qin Cao thought, a few people there, the matter is not over yet, it is impossible to go home now. So, now come to the poem, the order is still the same, I will come first: "The clouds come from this mountain, but they enter this mountain." By asking the people in the temple, where is the cloud today, the cloud comes from the heartless, and goes to the heartless, the heartless nowhere to find, and the heartless place. ”

Huang Tingjian applauded again, this piano exercise is really good, it's about to catch up with the living Buddha of Tubo, I have to pick it up immediately, the cold scene is my sin: "There are hundreds of flowers in spring, there is a moon in autumn, there is a cool breeze in summer and snow in winter." If there is nothing to worry about, it is a good time in the world. ”

Su Shi was more anxious and understanding, and the Zen poem blurted out: "The sound of the stream is full of wide and long tongues, and the mountains are nothing more than pure bodies." Eighty-four thousand in the night, how he behaves like a man every day. ”

The Buddha seal monk has a big belly like a drum, and there are goods in his belly: "There is no trace of coming, and there is no trace, and when you come, you are together." Why do you need to ask more about floating life, only this floating life is in a dream. ”

Mi Fu is not to be left behind, how can I be ashamed? For Lao Su, for the tribute, let's wake up: "In spring, the willows are green everywhere, and the autumn wind must be chrysanthemum yellow." Ronghua is always a dream of three watches, and the money is still the same as the frost in September. ”

Wang Mumu understands, knows that this group of people wants my money, and the Empress Dowager Gao of Bianjing probably forced them to be tight, they dare not be angry with me, dare not speak up, hehe, through the millennium, they can abuse four historical celebrities at once, and it is not in vain to be able to abuse four historical celebrities at once. So he smiled and said: "It is not the intention of flowing water down the mountain, and there is no intention for the clouds to return to the cave." If life is like clouds and water, the iron tree blooms all over the spring. ”

Xiao Zhixian sprouted, and for the first time he fought poetry with the Great Confucian, he felt good, and he coped with it even more: "The stars are lined up and the night is bright and deep, and the lonely lamp and moon are not sinking." The consummation of brilliance is not polished, and it is my heart to hang in the blue sky. ”

At the end of another round of Zen poetry, the overall atmosphere is still acceptable to everyone, at this time, Master Su, who is used to being the boss, said: "Everyone, I am happy today, you are all from Hangzhou, or people who are destined for Hangzhou, and now you are fortunate to be together, why not directly sing the praises of my Hangzhou, which can be regarded as a love for the residents of their homeland, and also a piece of affection for Hangzhou by our students." Right now, everyone, you are singing about wine, so let's send "Jiuquanzi" in a unified manner, and use "Jiuquanzi" to sing the praises of our hometown and our Qiantang! This means that this official should be the first, everyone, listen well, the official's "Jiuquanzi" is here: "Long memory of Qiantang, not human but heaven." Ten thousand homes are covered in the green and micro, and the water is murmuring everywhere. Different flowers are placed in the window in four seasons, and the entry and exit are clearly in the barrier. Don't come to the weeping willows after a few autumns, I wish to travel every day. ”

Qin Cao saw Su Shi signaling to her, and she was not modest, she chanted early, "Jiuquanzi" is "Jiuquanzi", I also have to tell him, I am a monk, so don't bother: "Long memory of Qiantang, three hundred temples near the water and mountains." The nunnery traveled all over the house with a stick, and forgot about the worries of gossip. On the bank of the clouds and clouds in the Mei Tan Pavilion, Zhong Fan is all night long. Refuse Shiqin only burn incense, and his heart is to the West. ”

Buddha Yin thought, the two of you are good, one is an official, the other is a monk, and they still echo each other and flirt and scold