Since I can remember, I often have the same dream, when I was young, I was just ignorant, I didn't care too much, but last night was different, I woke up in a cold sweat, many questions lingered in my mind, who was the person in the dream? Why am I so sad?

Last night, I especially remember that in my dream I walked through a dark long stone cave, outside the stone cave is a sea of fragrant snow, where it is still very beautiful, on the hills that can not be seen at a glance, beautiful cherry blossoms, fragrant and charming peach blossoms, refreshing pear blossoms, competing for beauty, clusters, clusters, layers, beautiful.

As in the past, I was in a dream, looking for a place, lying on the grass and sleeping, when a breeze blew, and flowers jumped down from the trees, dancing like dancers, surrounded by the singing of birds and flowers, thinking that as usual, I would wake up from my dreams.

Last night was different, the sound of the piano came from the depths of the flowers, the sound of the piano, listening carefully, as soft as a breeze, and as pleasant as the murmuring of flowing water, which made people inadvertently feel a kind of indescribable faint sadness. Like a nightmare, I involuntarily got up and went deep into the cherry blossom forest.

In the twists and turns of the cherry blossom forest, there is a small hillside, there is a person sitting under the flying cherry blossom trees, he is dressed in white, no variegation, thick black hair, scattered at will, only a blue cloth strip into a simple bun, on the stone table is placed a black guqin, and his white clothes are in stark contrast.

I stood at the foot of the hill far away, leaning next to the tree, looking at this scene, as if in the painting, deeply intoxicated! I couldn't bear to be abrupt by this beautiful scenery, only to see the ordinary people in the painting, stroking the strings with both hands, sometimes, the sound of the piano was clear and smooth, sometimes it was light and lively, like a spring cerurumen, like reminiscing about the good times, sometimes, the sound of the piano was agitated, like the hustle and bustle of the Hon Hai, the grief and indignation were unbearable, one after another, and it echoed with the peach forest for a long time. Between the beginning and the end of his hand, I don't know whose heart the qin xuan vibrate, his movements gradually slowed down, and the sound of the qin became low and tactful, with a touch of sadness, just like the fragrance of cherry blossoms.

At the end of the song, the aftermath lingers......

For some reason, at the end of this song, it was attached to the guqin for a long time~

His frost-white figure, silent and sad, full of spring colors, but not so consistent with his low sorrow, A breeze blows, the cherry blossoms are falling, he seems to be unaware, seeing this scene, I don't know why my heart seems to be tugged at, very painful, very strange, maybe beautiful things, always hope that they are perfect. I didn't even know how to get closer.

For a long time, he got up, fell on the cherry blossoms on his body, and fell into a pot of wine on the stone table, and drank it up to the sky, as if he did not get drunk and did not give up, it turned out that his posture was so upright, but he looked very thin, as if a gust of wind could blow him away, a pot of wine was quickly drunk by him, he threw the wine jug in his hand, and roared towards the sky, this sound sounded like a heartbreak that people could empathize with, and the sadness was like a phoenix with a sad roar.

He lay on the guqin and muttered in a daze: "Lord Wang, ~Yunxi~ Where are you?

I don't know who he is in the mouth, can make him so worried, heartbroken, the cherry blossom tree on his side, seems to feel his sadness, piece by piece falling on his body, gently comfort him, I also want to step forward, comfort him, help him erase the sorrow, I don't know what kind of stream in his mouth is also, let him be so sad, really!

But when I wanted to get close to him, I couldn't get closer, I was about to get closer, but I couldn't see it really, and I couldn't get closer, just as I scratched my ears and cheeks, trying my best to get a little closer, I, an unlucky child, were unlucky enough to urge me, and I woke up with this.

Alas! When I woke up, I was shocked into a cold sweat, why was the dream so real, as if it was happening next to me, who was he? Why, so sad? Why did I feel heartache? The dream really made me at a loss, I sat there until dawn, I couldn't understand it, I could only sigh, maybe it was a dream!

Alas, don't be annoying, I've always been happy and worry-free, and I guess most of them may have read novels recently, and I've read too much and I'm stunned.

Oh! I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Qin Chu, it's not clear, right, guess right, Dad, Mom has a surname Qin, a Chu, this is not Qin Chu, how simple, well, nickname Chu Chu, it's really Chu Chu pitiful, it can be seen that my parents attach great importance to me! I am 26 this year, I am a sales manager of a food company, and I am a typical online person, living and working at two points and one line, monotonous and fulfilling. Working and living in a different place, I don't have too many friends, only 1 iron buddy, and a boyfriend I made when I was in school, they are not around, iron buddy and my boyfriend are good friends, one in the United States, one in Canada, I have little contact with them, and I have very little contact with my boyfriend, after all, I am very different from him, two people in different dividing lines, may never have an intersection point, when he leaves, I know, just keep a good memory! Yes, people have fantasies! Even a glimmer of hope!

Mostly alone, but one person is good.

In addition to work, I usually like to take pictures, wander around, don't go to any big scenic spots, there are too many people, only occasionally go to some places with fewer people, walk, stop, pat, often feel that life is like this, although sometimes I also feel monotonous and boring. But also have fun!

Last night's dream disturbed me a little, and I wanted to go to Longquan Ancient Temple as usual, stay for a while, and be quiet.

That ancient temple, is an ancient temple of the Tang Dynasty, hidden in the mountains and mountains, very few people go, most of the people go to the new temple newly built under the mountain, just the first day of the new year, the fifteenth, pilgrims, come to listen to the presiding Yuanchen Master, preaching and preaching, sometimes the abbot will also answer questions to the people, so the pilgrims are endless, usually everyone rarely has the opportunity to see the high monks and Confucians, I also came here by chance with the flow of people, but was attracted by the antique fragrance of the ancient temple.

Often come to the ancient temple, the temple with few people, quiet and peaceful, especially the rainy temple is the most beautiful, if it rains lightly, sit under the eaves, watch the string of water droplets drop on the bluestone slab, splash a ripple splash, if the wind passes, next to the ancient well, the thousand years of ginkgo biloba on the fallen leaves fluttering, such a scene, all the disturbances will disappear!

Last night's dream, disturbed me very peaceful, thinking about going to the ancient temple for a walk, maybe~

The temple is built in the back mountain, you need to climb over a hillside, look at it from the top and bottom, the temple hidden in the green trees, the apricot yellow courtyard wall, the blue-gray temple ridge, the pale green towering ancient wood, all bathed in the rose-red morning glow, at this time the temple in the deep mountain and old forest is so quiet and serene, here you can wash away the dust in your heart, the heart can also be empty, everything is so quiet and peaceful, the temple is coming out of bursts of wooden fish percussion, toot too~

The mountains and forests are lush and green, this hidden temple in the mountains, there are few pilgrims in ordinary times, compared to the smoke of the newly built temple, this side is a little deserted, but it does not affect its solemnity at all.

Early in the morning into the ancient temple, the early sun shines on the high sun, the winding path leads to the secluded place, the Zen room is deep in flowers and trees, the mountain light is pleasing to the birds, the pond shadow is empty, and the ten thousand flutes are all lonely, but the rest of the bell is sound. The closest to its true portrayal.

Finally came to the ancient temple, the dragon flying phoenix dance book "Longquan Ancient Garden" in front of the mountain gate, went straight to the Bodhisattva in front of the room, bowed, put some change to the wooden box, burned three incense, and prayed for the health and safety of family and friends.

After doing everything, I sat under the thousand-year-old apricot tree as usual, quietly listening to the sound of wooden fish tapping, and the sound of monks and monks chanting scriptures, looking at the incense on the rusty copper stove, and in a daze.

I don't know what's wrong today, I can't calm down in my heart, "Girl, here!" The old layman clasped his hands together and came to me, because he often came, this chubby but very kind old layman knew me and greeted me, I woke up from my stupor, and hurriedly stood up and said, "Hello!"

"Girl, what's the trouble, why don't you ask for a sign and ask a hexagram and ask questions?" said the old layman.

I've been here many times but I've never asked for a visa, and I don't know what to ask for, so I don't ask for it, so I was stupid and smiled, "No need." ”

"Oh, that's good, the abbot happens to be in the temple today, and the girl can go and get a token to open the light, in order to seek peace and happiness, and have a rare opportunity to meet the abbot. She smiled and said to me again.

I didn't want to refuse, listened to the words of the old layman, came to the Buddha, and received a string of sandalwood incense Buddha beads, but, the color of this bracelet is much darker than the others, I thought I took the wrong one, but the old monk signaled me to take this string, although there were doubts in my heart, I didn't say anything, she led me to the main hall and said: "Girl, go." ”

I nodded and thanked her for entering the main hall, I rarely enter the main hall, usually, this is the place where the masters knock on the scriptures and chant the Buddha, or the dojo of the practice, I basically do not enter the main hall as a layman, and it is too solemn here, not suitable for people with a perverse personality like me, the main hall is enshrined in the Buddha, and other Bodhisattvas of the ten directions, on the right hand, there are a few pilgrims kneeling on the futon, they are very quiet and pious to listen to the Sanskrit sound. I also went to the corner on my right hand and listened patiently to the scriptures I didn't understand.

Looking up at the Buddha on the lower right head of the yellow futon, there is a kind old man sitting on the front of the eyebrow, the old man is a simple but a hundred clothes, although some old but very plain, but it does not affect him at all the image of a wise man, he sits cross-legged, his eyes are slightly closed, his left hand holds the beads, rhythmically dials the Buddha beads in his hand, the sun shines obliquely through the main hall, obliquely shines on the prayer beads, with a shallow glow, it can be seen that it is the abbot's heart, the age is very long. His right hand gently tapped the wooden fish, rhythmically made a sound of beet ~ beet ~ beet, there are words in his mouth, it is estimated that the "Heart Sutra" and the like, every time he reads it, he knocks a wooden fish, and the crisp sound of the wooden fish drifts into the forest with his percussion, and echoes for a long time......

Presumably that is, the famous Yuanchen abbot, the first time I saw his face, I remember that there was a time when I came with the flow of people, just watched from afar, and later, came many times, because of avoiding the flow of people, never chose the first day of junior high school, the fifteenth went up the mountain, today, I was fortunate to see the high monks and Confucians, very lucky!

The sound of the wooden fish was still, patiently listening to him finish chanting the scriptures, waiting for the pilgrims to disperse, slowly walked to the abbot, folded his hands, and asked softly, "Hello abbot, can you open the light for my bracelet?"

Master Yuanchen didn't take my Buddha beads directly, and said kindly: "Ten thousand fates are all fate, fate originates and dies, fate gathers and scatters, everything is fate."

Holding the sandalwood bracelet in my hand, I was in a trance, scratching my head, I didn't know what the Zen language meant, and I was about to ask what the truth was, the abbot of Yuanchen took the bracelet from my hand, and then took a red bead from his string of prayer beads, and strung the two Buddha beads together. Just waiting to ask.

The abbot smiled and said: "Donor, don't say, remember that everything is fate, follow fate, don't forget the original intention" stringed up the bracelet, put it in front of the desk, sprinkled clean water lightly, chanted words in the mouth, and held this string of Buddhist beads to chant for it to consecrate. When it was over, the abbot looked at me and said nothing, but smiled at me and nodded.

I was ignorant from beginning to end, and the things I was thinking about had already been thrown out of the clouds, and I was confused by the things in front of me, so I had to leave with this slightly strange string of Buddhist beads.

Sitting on the last train, I habitually sat at the back of the car by the window, looking at the scenery outside the window of the car and shuttling non-stop, thinking about the words of Master Yuanchen, after the rain N City, faded from the bustling and noisy day, at this time it seemed very dazzling and peaceful, to the site, very tired, got out of the car, gurgling footsteps, echoed for a long time in the narrow alley of the rainy night, the dim light on the side of the road, imprinted on the body, dragged out a long shadow. When I came to the building of the old house, I simply took off my shoes and staggered to the top floor.

It is said to be a one-bedroom apartment, but it is actually a compartment, although it is not large, but it is very warm. Turn on the light in the room, orange light, warmly, there is a pink tatami bed in the corner, in the middle of the bed is he gave me a birthday gift when I was 18 years old, a big brown bear more than 1 meter high, he said, if he is not by my side, let it accompany me, ╭(╯^╰) ╮ On the bed frame, there are puppet dolls and other gadgets that I picked up from all over the world, there is a silhouette photo of Wang Junkai on the wall, I like him very much, on the desk next to the bed, in addition to the lamp, and all kinds of books, there is a small fish tank, Xiao Xin is stretching out its little head, limbs keep paddling, trying to break out of the glass fish tank, the only lighting in the room under the floor-to-ceiling window, ukulele leaning under the window, the breeze blows, the green plants in the corner sway with the wind, the whole room, neat and warm. This is the harbor where I wander in a foreign place.

Put down the backpack, walked into the room, took a hot bath, came out, fed Xiao Xin some turtle food, crooked on the side of the bed, and looked at the bracelet intently, "Everything is fate, follow fate, don't forget the original intention--" muttered, always remembering the words of the abbot of the white sun dust in his mind, what does it mean, Xu is tired, after a while, sleepiness gradually hits, the light is not turned off, people are dazed, and they fall asleep.

At this time, there was a gust of wind outside the window, the wind kept rolling the pages, the wind chimes on the table lamp, made a burst of tinkling sounds, the moonlight penetrated through the floor-to-ceiling window, shining on the sandalwood bracelet, and the purple beads in the bracelet emitted a dazzling and dazzling light!