Chapter 342: Old Ancient Paintings
"It seems that I really didn't come in vain this time, I have food and drink, and I can also see Brother Dao's mastery!" Talking and laughing, "I don't want to go down anymore, the mountains and rivers here are beautiful, and I am like-minded, but it is much more comfortable than listening to Buddhist scriptures, so I want to retire here!" ”
"I have also read "The Thirteen Chapters of One Enlightenment" and have learned a lot, but it seems that there is always a barrier that cannot be broken!" Xuan Wuli also said, "There is such a great opportunity today, I hope to be able to cross this ravine!" ”
"Unreasonable understanding, that's exactly what I feel!" Yi Youdao also nodded.
"Master, let's change the day!" Mu Yuan was really a little worried about his body, after drinking a ginseng wine, although his face looked a lot ruddy, but his qi and blood were still a little insufficient, "There is still time in the future, don't rush at this moment!" ”
"It's fine!" Waving his hand, "Go, bring that painting on the wall of your room!" ”
"Muyuan, go!" Tan Xiaosheng filled the wine glass with a smile again, "Do you know why the Great Sage House has taken 'writing books and sayings' so seriously since ancient times? And why are those classics recited by generations to come? ”
"Why?" Xing Tian asked curiously, "Isn't it just to be able to pass on knowledge?" Could there be other reasons? ”
"Of course! There is a saying that reading the Three Kingdoms and crying worries the ancients, which illustrates a truth, in addition to knowledge, there is also a spirit that can be inherited, not only words, but also music, painting, sculpture, etc., which is also the fundamental reason why art has no borders and races! Whether it is crying or working hard, this is a kind of ability transmission, a kind of stimulation, the belief of the predecessors is poured into the minds of the descendants, it is a kind of belief transmission, a kind of wisdom climbing, and these are all the accumulation and explosion of energy and ability! ”
After listening to these words, Mu Yuan understood the meaning of talking about Xiaosheng, which can basically be summed up in four words, that is, "I can't release the scroll". A good article, a good movie, a good song, can often make the audience unbearable, can always maintain concentration, many people see this as a kind of physical burst or overdraft, this idea has a certain truth, but if it can be beneficial dredging and adjustment, it will bring people a new level and sublimation.
This is the case with enlightenment and meditation, whether it is sitting under Bodhi or Dharma facing the wall, almost always when the human body reaches its limit, it is a great enlightenment and a Buddha. The meaning of talking and laughing is to let the detached people adjust themselves at this moment by preaching Zen and the Tao, so that it is easier to heal the injury quickly.
A moment later, Makihara retrieved the scroll from the room and hung it up with the help of Xingtian.
"Is this a painting?" Xing Tian looked left and right, up and down, and was really confused by this painting.
This so-called painting is not actually a painting at all, and if it is, it can only be a super-impressionist painting. The painting is about one meter high and three meters long, and it uses ordinary rice paper, because it has been hanging for too long and has not undergone any deliberate protection, the paper has become a scorched yellow, and there are even a lot of water stains. The ink dots dotted on the paper are of different sizes, shapes, and even shades of color.
"Makihara, this painting is about ten years old!" Asked with a sigh of relief.
"It's been more than ten years, and you gave it to me when I first went up the mountain when I was eight years old, and it's been hanging on the wall opposite my bed ever since!" Makihara said, "Except for a few strokes that you ask me to take off and add a few strokes every year, I haven't touched it again!" ”
"Do you remember each change?"
"Change?" "At the beginning, it was a blank piece of paper, and from the second year, there was one more dot on it, and after that, many dots were added every year!" ”
"Well, that's right!" Han Qi nodded, "Every year, I just dip a brush in a little ink and throw a stroke at will!" I've been reading it for ten years, have you learned anything? ”
"In the first year, I only thought of one sentence, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, thousands of worlds are like a blank paper, a blank sheet of paper can paint thousands of worlds!" Mu Yuan said, "But in the next nine years, I only understood one sentence, one and two, two and three, three and everything!" ”
"Isn't that new?" He asked with a smirk.
"No more!" Makihara shook his head awkwardly.
"Haha, I can't blame you for this, after all, you only read "Thirteen Chapters of One Enlightenment" by accident half a year ago! I think it took me nine years to sit under my pillow before I realized what it was about! But after 30 years of visiting Buddhism, I realized that there is another meaning in this - all dharmas are born from causes, and all dharmas are destroyed from causes. If it is extinguished and born, Shamen says so! ”
Although there are many people here, and there are also many masters, they are all Taoists, and they have no connection with Buddhism, and almost all of them are ignorant.
"Uncle Shi, what does this mean?" Xing Tian scratched his head and asked puzzled.
"Xiaosheng, tell me about it!"
This is a verse from the Diamond Sutra, which describes that everything that arises from the Dharma of Dependent Origin cannot last long, just like a dream, and no matter how real it is to wake up, it will become false. Like an illusion, no matter how real it looks, its essence is still false; It's like a bubble that will burst eventually; Just like a shadow, there is light to exist; It's like dew that disappears as soon as the sun comes out; It's like lightning, it comes and goes faster. Everything in the world should be observed and treated with this viewpoint. Tan Xiaosheng explained the literal meaning, and then said, "But Buddhism is vast, a thousand-faced monk with a thousand faces, a thousand-faced Buddha, a thousand-faced Buddha, a cause, a cause, a person, a kind of enlightenment, a person, a kind of enlightenment!" ”
Yi Youdao and Xuan Wuli both nodded, Tan Xiaosheng is really a talent who has read thousands of books, not only tells a sentence very thoroughly, but also has a thought-provoking understanding.
"Mu Yuan, although the two of you were born to the same mother, your personalities are very different, one is born out of nature, and the other is mature and stable! That's why I said that you have one judgment and one punishment, but ten years have passed, and you are still bound by many things and cannot completely change and surpass! Walk, walk not far, such as taking root under the foot; Jumping, jumping not far, such as leg drooping lead; In the long run, there are empty wings, it is difficult to cross the ravine, and the talent is not good! ”
"What Master has taught you is!" Mu Yuan nodded, "We have indeed been a little conformist over the years!" ”
"It's my words that are a little heavy!" He took a sip of wine and put down his glass, "Mu Yuan, Xingtian, you take a look at the picture scroll in reverse!" ”
When Mu Yuan and Xing Tian listened to the order, they turned the painting over together, but behind the canvas was a blank piece, and they saw nothing except that the paper was much whiter than the front.
Mu Yuan's hand shook suddenly, and the whole person suddenly froze in place, and at this moment his mind suddenly became blank, and the surrounding sounds and surrounding scenes all disappeared. His body was rapidly emptied, and his whole soul fell, fell, and fell endlessly in the darkness. Just when he couldn't bear it anymore, the surroundings around him suddenly became white again, breaking into the endless day from the boundless night, soaring, soaring, never ending ascension. Suddenly he saw colors, brilliant colors, boundless colors, colors that traveled around him, penetrating his body, penetrating his mind, penetrating his soul......
He looked at Mu Yuan's stunned appearance, watched the sweat slip down Mu Yuan's head like beads, soaked through his clothes in an instant, and smiled knowingly, at this moment, he finally let go of his heart completely, and everything he was worried about was all gone in smoke at this moment.