153. How many flowers fall in dreams?
Although Liu Yuan was a soldier in his previous life, his high school Chinese teacher was a master of Chinese studies, and he was the most powerful literati he had ever seen.
In the northern land, the rainy season in summer is also very terrifying, the entire world is the world of rain, he can destroy the ancient school building, shake the oldest ancient tree, and stop the electricity of the entire world world, only at this time, Liu Yuan can feel that this world is the most primitive world world.
It was on that stormy night that all the students panicked, and there were people who were doing anything in the classroom, and at this time the Chinese teacher hurried over, "What are you panicking about!" If you are the core of the world, what is there to fear?"
And it was at that time that Liu Yuan had a feeling for this Chinese teacher, and he secretly followed the footsteps of the old master and walked outside the classroom, letting the wind and rain blow. Still muttering something in his mouth, Liu Yuan actually found the brilliance of divinity in him.
The master had already discovered this young student, but he didn't say anything, but stretched his arms to meet more wind and rain, until the rain stopped, and the Chinese teacher walked up to Liu Yuan, "Understood?" Liu Yuan said thoughtfully, "Teacher, are you a god?" Liu Yuan asked admiringly.
"No, you are your own god. Be my disciple. The teacher said with a smile on his face.
"Since I am my own god, why should I be your disciple, and what can you teach me?" Liu Yuan asked strangely.
"Yes, you are your own god, but do you want to be someone else's god? You look at the noisy people, are they very pitiful. A teacher can teach you to be someone else's god. Then you will be able to save them. Since then, Liu Yuan has become the only disciple of this teacher, and he doesn't even need to take other classes, the master's class is simple to understand, not even a sentence of ancient text, but it can deeply shock Liu Yuan, so that Liu Yuan understands more and more things, from that time he understood his own doctrine called Confucianism, until the master left, Liu Yuan served by the master's side.
Later, the master's children helped Liu Yuan enter the military academy, just because the master said, "The six arts of a gentleman, he still has shortcomings, but he didn't expect that he would have sacrificed himself before he was really strong, but Liu Yuan found that in the era of the Republic of China, it was time to show himself."
The reason why he agreed to Xiaoxiu to meet those people was because he wanted to see what the successors of the most important Chinese culture were, and whether the traditional culture they inherited was still useful, because the master told him that after the Cultural Revolution and the Revolution, many things were cut off.
Liu Yuan followed Xiao Xiucai to a bamboo forest outside the city, and then Xiao Xiucai did not go forward, but told Liu Yuan that the three old men were inside, and asked Liu Yuan to meet them by himself.
Liu Yuan smiled bitterly, it was really a decadent culture, and he was still engaged in this set, Liu Yuan was inevitably a little uncomfortable in his heart, but since he had already come, he had not gone in vain, Liu Yuan still walked in, the bamboo forest was not deep, and he could see the three old men sitting there motionless, like rotten wood, as if they could fall down at any time.
The three old men were all wearing Mao suits, and the first to open their eyes was the old man at the end, his eyes were as clear and transparent as spring water, and when he saw Liu Yuan coming, he nodded and said, "The hexagram says that you will definitely come, but you will hesitate, and you don't know if the hexagram of the old way is accurate." The old smile was as warm as a spring breeze.
Liu Yuan shook his head and said, "How can there be hexagrams in the world, it's just guessing people's hearts." Liu Yuan shook his head and said, sitting next to him like the three old men, without saying much.
The old man in the middle listened to Liu Yuan's words, and laughed, compared to the other old men, the old man in the middle was obviously a lot more noisy, "Taoists like to pretend to be ghosts, not as straightforward as our Buddhists," Little brother, come here and chat with me." The old man sitting in the first place kept his eyes pressed and didn't speak, although his eyes were closed, but Liu Yuan actually felt the righteousness that Mencius said, a person's spiritual world is as vast as the universe, the old man has not spoken, and Liu Yuan has not said much.
"Little brother, you should speak, otherwise ......" The great monk seemed to be a little anxious, but he was stopped by the old man of Taoism, don't say more, the wind is rising.
"You guy, you just love to brag, I said a long time ago, Taoists don't go to the deep mountains and old forests to alchemy, what are you doing in the world, deceiving people?" The two schools of Buddhism and Taoism do not seem to deal with each other very well.
And just as the great monk was speaking, the bamboo in the high place suddenly moved, and pieces of bamboo leaves fell. Then there was the wind dancing, all the bamboo leaves were flying all over the sky, Liu Yuan closed his eyes, and suddenly thought of Du Fu's boundless falling wood Xiao Xiaoxia, but Liu Yuan suddenly found that when this poem appeared in his heart, he couldn't close his eyes anyway.
He opened his eyes and found that the first old man was looking at him, those eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, Liu Yuan felt that he was like a blank sheet of paper in front of him, and there was nothing to hide.
Then the old man retracted his gaze and quietly looked at the fallen leaves that were blown away by the wind, the great monk was an idle person, and had already gone outside to pick up the leaves, but the Confucianism and Taoism were not unmoved. Liu Yuan also pressed his heart and quietly looked at the bamboo blown by the wind.
The wind was strong, the bamboo was swaying by the wind, and it kept shaking in front of Liu Yuan's eyes, Liu Yuan felt that there seemed to be a line change in front of him, and the future self and the Republic of China kept exchanging.
One will be the teacher teaching himself, one will be the war on the battlefield, one will be Duanmu's virtuous smile, and one will be Li Erniu's silly smile.
Gradually, the three people around him disappeared, and the entire world was gone, only himself was left, and there were leaves all over the sky, all the leaves surrounded him, and Liu Yuan became extremely bitter, because he could clearly feel that all the leaves were calling for him, but he couldn't communicate with them.
Gradually, Liu Yuan forgot his name, his identity, he was a leaf, and he saw the leaf from the tender shoots of birth, to growth, to being blown down by the wind, a short and beautiful sound.
With a bang, the leaves disappeared, all this is the vast universe, Liu Yuan saw countless words, I don't know how many old people are reciting Confucian classics, Liu Yuan can't hear what they are talking about, but Liu Yuan can understand the meaning.
He saw the birth of the universe, it was a loud bang, the stars in the sky were born, and he actually walked on the stars, he was alone, and there was no life at all.
How can this be the case in this world? Can there be flowers? After Liu Yuan finished speaking, he found that the universe in the world was full of flowers sprouting, they drilled out of the soil, sprouted, branched to bloom, this moment was really beautiful, Liu Yuan had never been so nostalgic for a thing, but at this moment he couldn't give up.
I don't know when the kettle appeared in his hand, he watered every dead flower, Liu Yuan found that he succeeded, everywhere he walked, there was no place where there were not flowers, and everywhere he walked was endless flowers.
But when the flowers bloom, there is thanks, he repeats the mistakes of the past, so that the flowers bloom the most beautiful, the longest, but the flowers will always die, at this moment, Liu Yuan has realized for the first time, Confucius is painful, Mencius is painful, Zhuzi is painful.
Gradually, his body was aging, Liu Yuan's eyes were full of tears, he saw that his body was rotting, and he drifted to all corners of the world with the wind. It's like never had to be.
There is obviously no self in the world, but he can see everything, he saw a human being, a young child, Liu Yuan can feel that person is his own child, he takes the kettle he has used, follows the footprints he has walked, watered with the most sincere heart, he can even communicate with himself, Liu Yuan saw the flowers all over the mountains again, at this time Liu Yuan found that he really disappeared in this world.
The wind stopped, Liu Yuan found that his clothes were wet, his body was sore to death, and he had no strength at all, Liu Yuan looked up at the old man sitting in the first place in confusion.
The old man held a piece of sweet potato in his hand and handed it to himself, "Are you enlightened?" "I don't know what to say, I only see flowers all over the mountains, and I'm just a gardener, so will my husband be too tired like that." Liu Yuan asked.
"Silly boy, who can understand the pain of our Confucianism. Even if we are tired, even if we can't let the flowers bloom forever, it is better than the negativity of Taoism and the self-yin of Buddhism. Congratulations, you've come to your senses. The old man was very excited, patted Liu Yuan on the shoulder, and said that he would have time to go to the Confucian Temple, where there was a surprise for you.
"Old sir, I used to think that our Confucianism was not suitable for this era, but today I found out that I was wrong, if Liu Yuan has a piece of land, he will definitely magnify our Confucianism." Liu Yuan said excitedly, "Silly boy, we Confucians don't care about names at all, as long as people are happy, have you forgotten what our identity is?" And then this turned out to be an ancient scroll, and it turned out to be the ancient word benevolence, which seems to be a long time ago.
The old man touched Liu Yuan's head again and smiled happily, "Child, you have passed our postgraduate examination, and from now on Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism will depend on you." "Master, what do we Confucians have to do with the two of them?" Liu Yuan asked puzzled.
"Bastard, Buddha is the Tao, the Tao is Confucianism, Confucianism can accept ten thousand laws, after a hundred schools of thought contend, there will be no hundred schools, Confucianism is the most shameless, he absorbs everything, he changes at any time, when there is an emperor, he can respect the emperor, when there is no emperor, he can respect others, as long as you remember our existence, it is to let the flowers bloom, we are all old, it depends on you." After speaking, the great monk was speechless.
"Taoist people also hope that this world is beautiful, but it's too difficult, so we can escape, to be honest, we are a group of selfish people, you can go, by the way, this is an elixir for refining, which can make your body recover, your ** can't be used from now on, understand?" The Taoist old man said with a smile.
"Let's go, we're going to rest and rest, your mind is troublesome, please find you such a bamboo forest, if it is Confucius descended, you can climb Mount Tai." The great monk said dissatisfiedly.
Liu Yuan took a leaf, respectfully kowtowed to the three old men, and turned to leave.
Where is Xiao Xiucai waiting, seeing Liu Yuan come out, Xiao Xiucai was very excited, for three days and three nights, you finally came out, how about it, failed, in order to know that it is impossible to understand the world of Lu Dao, we are all people who live for ourselves.
"Nonsense, of course Liu Yuan can understand, what do you think this is?" As he spoke, he handed the scroll with the word benevolence written on it to Xiao Xiucai to read, but Xiao Xiucai screamed bitterly and began to cry.
I wrote it today.,Forgot to upload.,Almost broke off.,I didn't see it today.,I'll watch it tomorrow.,But there are people who are familiar with Xu Ke's character who will wait online.。