Chapter 508: Flames
"Peaceful...... Isn't it good to be peaceful? Peace is the ultimate pleasure of the mind. β
The monk smiled faintly, "Where can there be no end to the wealth and glory of the world?" The joy of a busy life is not necessarily higher than the tranquil pleasure of a moment of contemplation. β
"Even if he is an emperor and a general, in the face of the ultimate fear of death, it is still not worth mentioning. Only by allowing the spirit to transcend the troubles of the world can we achieve great freedom and liberation. β
"Mr. Gu, let me think about it, if I'm not mistaken, you should be Chinese, right?"
The monk looked sideways at Gu Weijing.
The tone seems to be inquisitive, but also determined.
"Hear it from the last name? Or do you look at the looks. Gu Weijing raised his eyebrows, "But if you calculate it, you really are not wrong, the ancestor was a court painter of the Qing Dynasty, and in the nineteenth century, he came to Yangon to settle down, and for me, it was more than a hundred years ago." β
"There are millions of people in Myanmar who have the surname Dongxia, and I don't see it through that, nor do I see it, I hear it, but it's not that difficult."
The young monk shook his head.
"Hometown is hometown, the cultural seed of a place, but as long as it is still rooted in your heart, you are the person from that place. It has nothing to do with whether you have been gone for 100 years. As soon as it touches sunlight and soil, it will take root and sprout in an instant. β
"From the time I first talked to you, I was thinking that you must be a very hardworking person who is not willing to accept everything around you, which is a typical Chinese temperament."
"When I was in school, I studied the hardest, got the highest score in the exam, worked overtime until the latest, ran a factory and ran customers seriously, and even became a monkββ"
The monk let out a long breath.
It looks obviously helpless,"βEven being a monk, memorizing a scripture and doing a homework are diligent, with all due respect, now I want to take the exam from my brother and brother, and get a chance to go to a Buddhist college for exchange and study, but it is much more difficult than before, you know, now we have started to have Portuguese classes in our temples." When one person does homework in the middle of the night, everyone has to do their homework in the middle of the night. β
"Of course, hard work is a virtue, but don't you think, such an attitude towards life, eh...... IN THE MORE FASHIONABLE WORDS ON TIKTOK, IS THIS PHILOSOPHY OF LIFE REALLY TOO 'VOLUME'? β
This monk is quite trendy.
However, in Myanmar, Thailand, and Sri Lanka, there are quite a few monks who play self-media.
It's not strange to brush Tiktok at all, and now even in Baghdad, in fact, children are starting to brush a certain sound every day.
"Working hard, running hard, working hard, it seems that the next moment is the end of the world, and you have to do everything with thousands of troops and horses to step on the single-plank bridge first. But people can't live like ploughing cattle after all! There are so many things in the world that are more fun than work. The horizon of desire is a distant place that can never be reached, and the sunset and the starry sky, as long as you are willing to look up, will always be there-"
"Impartiality shines on everyone in the world."
"The Buddha said, life and death are impermanent, and they are extinguished in an instant. In that case, why not learn to slow down? This really confuses me. β
The young monk looked up at the sun as it slid into the horizon from the edge of the golden pagoda.
The brilliant rays of the sunset, gilded by the Shwedagon Pagoda, reflect thousands of glows.
The glow of the setting sun was like a torrent of gold, which happened to be impartially sprinkled on the side face of the monk.
This young monk, whose facial features still look a little childish, actually felt a sense of solemnity at this moment.
He gazed at the gentle sunset for a moment.
Turned his head sideways.
His eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and he chanted a Buddha name in a low voice.
"You see, just that pair of tourists from Australia, they told me that they don't want to look for work in the big city, they don't want to spend their limited lives in the steel forest. After graduating from university, they plan to work as sailors on the islands of Croatia, even if they only get half or even a third of the salary in the big city. But working there is like a vacation, and a vacation is like work...... I think their lives are very zen. β
The monk seemed to be sharing the story he had just heard with Gu Weijing, and as if he was exhorting him to become enlightened.
"You're too busy thinking about what you're getting, so you may feel that it's incomprehensible to look at a painting here quietly and stand for a day for a day."
"This kind of thing is probably only the rich children of developed countries who have enough confidence to say this kind of thing, and only ......" Gu Weijing stopped halfway through his words.
"Do you want to say that only a monk who lives in a beautiful building worth more than a billion dollars, does not produce, and eats twice a day can speak such arrogant words?"
The monk raised his eyes, not angry, and asked him with a smile.
Gu Weijing thought about it, but still didn't answer positively, just put his hand on his chest and said, "Master, you are really a broad-minded cultivator, let me admire you." β
"Desire is the shackle that binds the mind and prevents it from running freely."
The monk persuaded softly.
"There is always an attraction to live a good life, which is not only the philosophy of life for many people, but also the responsibility of the family. Responsibility is the shackles on scalpers, but it is also the driving force for us to move forward. Gu Weijing spread out his hands, "I live in a big family, from the moment I was born, my grandfather wanted me to become a great painter, this is his desire, maybe it is my shackles in your mouth." β
"But my grandfather was not a man who only put shackles on his grandson, but he was the one who carried the plough on his back and dragged the family forward. He used to work very hard as you said, and he seriously ran every customer that could be negotiated in the wind and rain. Just to send me to an international school and get the best education he could offer. β
Gu Weijing's tone was also very gentle.
"My grandfather is getting old, and I know it will soon be my turn to pull the cart, but I can't run away from it, and I don't want to run away at all."
"Our cultural tradition is that people never live only for themselves."
"I've been on his bullock cart for eighteen years, so I have to keep going, it's my responsibility. Maybe the horizon is an inaccessible place after all. Pulling a cart is a chore, but if you think about being able to get your family closer there, even if it's just one extra step. I'll be happy with it. The philosophical outlook between the two of us is different. And I have a different worldview from that pair of Australian brothers. β
"Their lives may be really zenzen, but for me, there are so many things in the world that need to change, and there are so many more important things than going to Croatia and getting a job like a vacation, and a vacation is like working in an Italian life. From the moment I was born, I couldn't change it. β
"No, Mr. Gu, you are too preoccupied. I believe that it is only about the heart, and it has nothing to do with what you have, and it has nothing to do with your family's poverty, or your family wealth. It has nothing to do with whether you were born in Myanmar or Luxembourg. β
The monk shook his head earnestly.
"Believing is the hardest thing in the world, and it's the easiest thing in the world. If you feel that you can't let go, then you are worth hundreds of millions of dollars, and you still can't get rid of your busyness. If you feel that you can let go of yourself, then even if you lie on the collapse of your illness and die, you can reap a moment of peace. β
He turned his head and looked into the distance.
It is one of the most important sacred sites for Buddhism in Southeast Asia.
Almost all the time around the Shwedagon Pagoda, there are devotees who come to worship the Buddha.
Some of them were dressed in costumes, some wore low-cost wash-washed and discolored street stall cultural shirts, some wore flowers, and prayed devotionally in front of their weekly Buddhas, and some walked slowly around the golden pagoda.
Some people just sit casually in front of one of the thousands of Buddhist sculptures under the tower.
It seems that he is chatting with the Buddha and Bodhisattva.
There are also people standing in line.
Gu Weijing remembered that Miss Koukou had told him that many believers said that the Shwedagon Pagoda was very effective, and perhaps they would queue up here all night, just to ask for a string of magic weapons that could bring good luck.
They came from different classes and wore different clothes.
The only thing that is the same is.
These people all had a similar sense of peace and calm on their faces.
"It is a very sacred thing to come to the Shwedagon Pagoda to worship the Buddha, maybe that kind of clothes are already the best in their family." The monk looked at the simply-dressed devotees and whispered, "However, this does not prevent them from enjoying the pleasures of peace. When they knelt down and prayed, everyone who worshiped the Buddha must have believed from the bottom of their hearts that the Buddha really existed, and the Buddha also gave them a moment of peace and joy in their hearts. β
"Believe me, the vast majority of people here are similarly dragged with their families, and the vast majority of people are certainly not as well-off as yours. But they are also qualified to pursue inner peace and peace. I saw many, many people with lunches in small plastic baskets, coming to the Shwedagon Pagoda, looking at the Buddha statues, resting in the shade of the green trees at noon, and sitting all day long. For them, it's not an attraction, it's a part of life. β
"There is no necessary relationship between inner relaxation and the conditions of external life. You just have to learn to accept and extinguish the desires that torment you in your heart. Have you seen Walden, a person sitting quietly in the mountains, watching the sunrise and sunset, the lake lapping on the shore, this is Buddhism, this is Zen. β
"Even in the deep mountains and old forests, when you feel the heart, it is the country of Buddha. What does it have to do with money? It is impossible for people to change the environment forever, and in the end, people must learn to accept the environment after all. β
The monk folded his hands and sang a verse in Burmese.
Just like a slap in the head.
"When I first settled down and decided to go to the Buddha and cut off all my thoughts, my parents were terrified and almost collapsed. When I become a Buddha on the ground, I will receive immeasurable wisdom, and everyone will be safe and happy. β
"Mr. Gu, this is both self-cultivation and mind cultivation, do you know clearly?"
Gu Wei stared at the square under the sunset, the pedestrians coming and going.
He seemed to see the pious power of countless beings, converging under the stupa, as if thousands of stars had gathered into a sea, turning into a light far more brilliant than the gold plated on the Shwedagon Pagoda.
He seemed to see it in his imagination.
Hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions of people have bowed down at the foot of the Shwedagon Pagoda for the past 2,500 years.
This scene may only be matched by a few religious shrines in the world.
When twenty-five centuries of imaginary dripping became a thread, it became one of the most spectacular events in the history of the blue planet.
This scene.
There was really an indescribable shock.
Can be final.
Gu Weijing still shook his head.
"You see, Master, this is the difference between our philosophical outlooks. For me, it's not just the desire that I let go, it's not just the life that I accept. You told me to pursue peace and tranquility of mind, but we do not live in a land of peace and tranquility. The endless battle, the unstoppable poison, and the unbearable poverty. I am angry when I see the injustice of society, I am angry when I see the oppression of the good, and I am angry when I see children displaced in the midst of war...... It's desire, it's not desire, it's about money, it's not about money. It has nothing to do with the Buddha, and it has nothing to do with the Buddha. β
"I'm sure if Mr. Cao was here, he would definitely agree with me."
Gu Weijing looked directly into the monk's eyes.
"You know what?"
"I once talked to Mr. Cao Xuan. Not long ago, in front of this "Picture of Worshipping the Buddha and Protecting the Dharma", he himself and I said it personally. To be a painter, you have to take a breath in your heart. β
"It's the righteousness that sees the injustice of the world and wants to draw a sword to help. It is the anger of seeing the family and country shattered and the people displaced. It is the title of the gold list, the joy of the flowers and candles in the cave room, or the bleak atmosphere of the withered old trees and the thin horses of the west wind... He told me that a good gentleman with a soft temperament can't be a painter, and without this desire to see the stirring and tumbling in his chest, the scroll has no soul to support, and it can't stand up. β
"If I let go of this, I may have peace and tranquility, but I will no longer be mine."
In the same way, if everybody lets go of this, then another hundred years, another thousand years. A bully is still a bully, and an oppressed slave is still a slave. How else will the world change? β
He said in an extremely serious tone.
"Could this be the world that the Buddha wants to see?"
Gu Weijing's last sentence was a little loud, attracting the sideways eyes of everyone around.
The monk finally fell silent.
Long.
He sighed under his breath again.
"Mr. Gu, you are really a person covered in flames!" The monk said with infinite emotion.
"I'm sorry, Master, but that's my philosophy."
Gu Weijing also felt that what he had just said was a bit too heavy, and shook his head, "It's probably wrong, maybe from the bones, I'm a person who has no chance in Buddhism-"
"No, Mr. Gu, what you said is very good, very exciting, and very reasonable. I have my reason, you also have your reason, our truth is different, but this does not mean that you are wrong, do you know that I take evil as good, take suffering as pleasure, and give birth to the five turbid evil worlds without knowing it? β
(End of chapter)
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