The day flies by.

After dark, Ye Qian called me.

"Let's go to Dajue Temple for tea tomorrow!" Ye Qian said on the phone.

"Okay!" I happily said, "I just want to talk to you too!" ”

"Then let's meet tomorrow!" Ye Qian smiled.

"Good night!" I put down the phone.

It's boring.

I drank some beer and woke up naturally.

After Ye Qian and I had breakfast, we drove to Dajue Temple, which is located at the southern foot of Balcony Mountain in Haidian District.

Dajue Temple is also known as Xishan Dajue Temple. It sits in the west and faces east, and the temple is built according to the mountain, which is mainly composed of the temple building on the middle road, the palace on the south road and the monk's room on the north road. The middle road from the mountain gate to the Dragon King Hall is built with the mountain gate, the stele pavilion, the release pool/bridge, the bell and drum tower, the Tianwang Palace, the Daxiong Treasure Palace, the Amitayus Buddha Palace, and the Great Compassion Altar; There are Siyi Hall and Xiyunxuan on the south road; There are abbot's courtyard and magnolia courtyard on the north road. At the back of the temple, it is also the highest place to have temple gardens, including the Jialing Monk Pagoda, Lingquan Pond, Dragon King Hall and Lingzhi Pavilion and so on. There is a clear spring in the northwest of the temple, which flows into the Lingquan Pond, and flows through the entire temple from the Lingquan Pond in two ways, and finally gathers in the release pond in front of the Tianwang Palace. The temple is famous for its clear springs, ancient trees, magnolias, and tranquil surroundings.

"Let's take a stroll and then go for tea!" Ye Qian said.

"Okay!" I smiled and nodded.

Soon, we came to the mountain gate of Dajue Temple.

"You say," Ye Qian asked me with a smile, "Why does Dajue Temple sit west facing east, and the mountain gate faces the place where the sun rises?" ”

"Of course I know," I smiled, "this reflects the architectural pattern of the Khitan people during the Liao period. ”

"Then do you know what the Eight Uniques of the Great Awakening Temple are?" Ye Qian then asked, "This is today's official exam question, if you answer correctly, I will treat you to tea today!" ”

"Yay! Successful bet! I said happily, "The eight uniques of Dajue Temple are: ancient temple orchid, millennium ginkgo, old vine cypress, ratthorn cypress, Lingquan spring water, Liao Dynasty ancient monument, pine and cypress pagoda and Biyun Qingchi. ”

"You've mastered my tricks now!" Ye Qian smiled.

"The point is that your question is too simple," I said with a smile, "to come to Dajue Temple, you must at least know its eight uniques!" ”

Ye Qian smiled slightly.

I smiled silently.

We started to explore to the fullest.

The evening drum and morning bell of Dajue Temple echoed for thousands of years, and the Buddha hall, ancient trees and stone tablets recorded the history of Dajue Temple and the inheritance of Buddhism. Walking through it, it is as if you have traveled through the past and the present, across time and space, and as if you are swimming in the corridor of life, art and wisdom.

Under the eaves of the main hall, a cat lazily basks in the sun.

"All things have spirits," Ye Qian said to me in a deep voice, "and the elves who grew up in the ancient temples all enjoy the light of the Dharma. ”

"Sometimes I think," I said seriously, "that the Dharma is not just about words and precepts, but about making the world more beautiful, so that truth, goodness, and beauty penetrate into the hearts of all things." ”

Ye Qian smiled and nodded.

As we spoke, we came to Siyi Hall on South Road.

The ancient temple orchid incense is one of the eight uniques of the Dajue Temple. It refers to the magnolia tree more than 10 meters high in Siyi Hall, which is said to have been transplanted from Sichuan by the Jialing Zen master in the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty, and the age of the tree is more than 300 years old. The magnolia canopy is huge, the flowers are as big as a fist, they are white double petals, the petals are white, and the fragrance strikes people. Magnolia flowers bloom around Qingming every year and last until the valley rain, so the magnolia of Dajue Temple is a beautiful sight in Beijing in spring.

"It's the beginning of April," I said to Ye Qian, "the magnolia in Dajue Temple must be blooming well!" ”

"Yes," Ye Qian said with a smile, "the magnolia flowers of Dajue Temple have large petals, jade and fragrant, and they have a long reputation, and their posture, color, and fragrance are the best in Beijing." ”

"I'll test you now," I said to Ye Qian, "If you answer correctly, we'll be even, you can retake a question, and then decide who will have tea today!" ”

"Good!" Ye Qianyan smiled, "Please ask the question!" ”

"Dajue Temple, together with which two temples are known as the three major flower temples in Beijing?" I asked.

"I originally wanted to test you today," Ye Qian smiled, "It's too easy to think about it in the end, so I changed it temporarily!" ”

"Don't talk nonsense," I smiled, "please answer!" ”

"The three major flower temples in Beijing," Ye Qian blurted out, "Dajue Temple, magnolia; Fayuan Temple, lilacs; Chongxiao Temple, peony flowers. ”

"Then do you know what the flower language of magnolia is?" I asked.

"Pure and noble love!" Ye Qian said with a smile.

I laughed.

We just walked and talked.

It is the magnolia flowering period, the tree is full of crystal, the flowers are large and fragrant, fresh but not bright.

The white petals bloomed in the spring light and among the brown branches. Looking from afar, it is like the lotus that has bloomed for thousands of years in front of the Buddha, elegant, indifferent and pure.

"You are like a magnolia flower," I said to Ye Qian affectionately, "fresh and refined, elegant and beautiful!" ”

"Let's still chant ancient poems and appreciate magnolias!" Ye Qian said with a smile.

"Okay," I chanted softly, "the new poems are old and unheard, and the Jiangnan Deserted Pavilion is in the autumn." Affection does not change year after year, and the eternal heart holds the king. ”

"The new makeup jade is bright, and Su'e is surrounded by thousands of teams." Ye Qian smiled slightly.

"The neon clothes are new in the evening, and the bundle is slim and spring. It has been faint to Danxia, so the dew will be fragrant dust. I whispered.

"Singing ancient poems to appreciate magnolia," Ye Qian said coquettishly, "Perhaps, only you and I can be so elegant!" ”

"The skin is like white clouds, the skin is like snow, and the fragrant breeze is blowing all over the house. The buds are as quiet as a lotus, and they are panting like rabbits. After I finished chanting, I asked Ye Qian seriously, "Can you tell the author of this song Magnolia?" ”

"Dog!" Ye Qian looked at me and said viciously, "Rogue poet! ”

I smiled, and I smiled.

Ye Qian seemed to be resentful.

"Drink tea today," Ye Qian said to me seriously when she was about to arrive at Minghui Tea House, "You must taste it carefully!" ”

I smiled and nodded.

Minghui Tea House has a tea room in the Dajue Temple's Xiyun Xuan, Siyi Hall and the north and south wings and ear rooms in the courtyard, and there are also many reclining chairs and tea tables in the open space in the courtyard.

After we went, the waiter had already taken out the tea set and started ordering tea for us.

The tea is green tea. The water is boiling.

We started drinking tea and chatting.

"Here," Ye Qian said with a smile, "the fragrance of tea, along with the fragrance of flowers and ancient trees, has become a characteristic of Dajue Temple." ”

"The fragrance of tea and flowers, without your fragrance!" I said to Ye Qian emotionally.

"Many literati and artists have an indissoluble bond with Dajue Temple," Ye Qian pondered and said, "Nalan Xingde, Zhu Ziqing and his wife, Guo Moruo, Ji Xianlin, etc.!" ”

"I remember," I said with a smile, "Nalan Xingde wrote "Huanxi Sha • Dajue Temple" for Dajue Temple: Yanlei empty beams paint the wall cold, and the sky flowers and rain disperse the secluded pass. The incense is indispensable. Butterflies from the curtain shadow degree. The cherry is half a bird bit. At this time, I was relatively oblivious. ”

"I like this word very much," Ye Qian said in a deep voice, "The whole word writes the scene, from the inside out, the combination of movement and static, expressing a touch of sadness." ”

"It's a bit negative," I thought about, "but it's leisurely and evocative." ”

"Yes," Ye Qianying said in a whisper, "the swallows are nesting on the hollow beams in the temple, and the walls painted with murals reveal a hint of coolness, and the tidbits are flying, like the rain of love sprinkled by the gods of the Protector of the Dharma." The air was filled with the smoke of incense, and the sound of chanting seemed to be absent. Butterflies flutter under the curtain, and a cherry on the branch is pecked off half by the bird. ”

"The word is quiet and desolate," I said earnestly, "there is a kind of silence far from the world, and there is a kind of desolation! ”

"Guo Moruo also has a relationship with Dajue Temple!" Ye Qian said with a smile.

"Yes," I pondered, "I remember that Guo Moruo once transplanted a ginkgo seedling from Dajue Temple to Xisi's residence, known as the Mother Tree, and moved with Guo Moruo's family to Guo Moruo's former residence on Qianhai West Street. ”

"Also," Ye Qian smiled, "Bingxin and Wu Wenzao spent their wedding night in the guest room of Dajue Temple. ”

"By the way," I said seriously, "how about we spend the night in the temple room?" ”

"Okay," Ye Qian said with a smile, "away from the hustle and bustle of the world, here with the breeze and the bright moon, and with the Gumu Mountain Spring as the neighbor, it is really an excellent place to cultivate the heart!" ”

"Then when we're done with tea," I said happily, "let's go check in for our room!" ”

"This is such a nice place to drink tea!" I said to Ye Qian while drinking tea.

"What did you drink just now?" Ye Qian asked with a smile.

"Tea, of course!" I blurted out.

"What about the tea set?" Ye Qian asked again.

"I didn't notice," I said, smiling, "I just noticed that the bowl was delicate!" ”

"What if," Ye Qian smiled, "if they take out the tea bowl that is not clean for us; What would happen to your heart if the one they used to wipe the bowl was an unclean tea towel? ”

"That's going to be uncomfortable!" I said hesitantly.

"Yes," Ye Qian nodded and said, "Everyone is like a teacup, born clear, with excellent texture and color." However, due to the dust, it is inevitable that it will become dirty, so it is necessary to constantly clean and take care of it so that you can receive guests cleanly. The tea soup is clean, the tea set is clean, and the guests will be comfortable and satisfied. ”

"I'm not going to pick up customers!" I said with a laugh.

"I warn you," Ye Qianxing said with slight disgust, "Speak well!" ”

"It should be," I said earnestly, "clean to people!" ”

"Yes," Ye Qian said with a smile, "Be clean to people!" So what do you taste like in the tea soup? ”

"It seems to be strong at first, and then it fades!" I thought about it.

"Yes," Ye Qian said affirmatively, "life is like tasting tea, from strong to light to none." The first tea is like a young man's heart, the purest and strongest; The second tea, like the heart of middle age, is the most stable and lightest; The third course of tea, like the heart of old age, has no desire and no desire. Qingqing three-course tea, strong lifelong love! Ye Qian smiled slightly, took a sip of tea to moisten her throat, and began to sigh again, "People live a lifetime, they must let themselves be like a cup of tea, exuding fragrance in a limited life, happy when strong, happy when light; When it is strong, it is thick, and when it is light, it is light. ”

"It turns out that a cup of tea is so not simple!" I sighed.

"yes!" Ye Qian said with a deep face, "First of all, we must cultivate a tea seedling, if it wants to grow, it needs continuous irrigation and fertilization, as well as sunlight, air and water. ”

"So," I smiled, "drinking a cup of tea is equivalent to drinking everything in the universe." ”

"Yes," Ye Qian said with a smile, "The universe is a cup of tea, and a cup of tea is the center of the universe." ”

"I've found that it's really good to be a monk," I said, "and that people can learn a lot of valuable things!" ”

"It's good to be a monk," Ye Qian said with a look of relief, "Most of the people in the world are actually very envious of monks, and even Emperor Renzong of the Song Dynasty said: 'If you become a monk, you will go in and out of the Golden Gate, and hide in the treasure hall.'" Listen to the song of the warbler in spring, wonderful and happy; When you hear the cicadas in the summer, you don't know how hot it is; In autumn, the breeze and the moon are shining, and the stars are shining; In winter, the snow leads the mountains and rivers, and the futon sits warmly. The board rings the cloud hall to offer, and the bell rings on the hall to satirize the scriptures, as if it is wishful, and all kinds of ready-made. ’”

"That's a good point," I said meaningfully, looking at Ye Qian, "I don't feel like you're trying to train me to be a writer, but like you're trying to train me to be a monk!" ”

"Of course, the life of the monks is also very tense and hard," Ye Qian said with a deep face, "They get up every day when they hear the bell, sleep when they hear the drums, and the notes ring in the upper hall and the bangs in the hall." Every year, every month, every day. However, they are also like the rest of the world, as long as they love life, everything will be full of life and fun. ”

"As long as you love life," I muttered to myself as I looked at Ye Qian, "everything will be full of life and fun!" ”

"Also," Ye Qianwan smiled, "You have to live a life in Beipiao like a cup of tea, when it is strong, it is strong, and when it is light." ”

"When you don't have it, be thirsty!" I asked Ye Qian with a smile, "Is that so?" ”

Ye Qian's face was angry.