Chapter 152: Settled
The pure monk was slightly stunned, and sighed alone after a while.
There was silence on both sides, and time seemed to stand still.
I don't know how long this situation lasted, the old monk just closed his eyes tightly, and his body was like a stone.
It was cold and dark, like the deep sea, and in the corner, the voice of a monk could be faintly heard.
Loneliness means silence, loneliness means being in a daze, and loneliness means quiet!
As if he had lost something, the old monk sat there lonely and silent for a long, long time.
The room was dark, the quiet rooms, the lonely furniture, all showed a lifeless appearance.
The night is quiet.
The old monk turned his head to look at the rain outside the window, and suddenly he couldn't feel the noise, maybe he just wanted to be quiet, and think about where he would be tomorrow.
It's just that the old monk knows what the ending can be, he is still a human being after all, not an immortal, and an immortal is not omnipotent.
In fact.
Loneliness has nothing to do with whether there is anyone around you or not.
The loneliness is only the old monk's own heart, and the loneliness in the crowd is even more lonely.
Winter is coming soon, and it's the cold season.
This old monk may be tired of the deceit of the world, the worldly fighting each other, plus he is old, and he also knows that his time is short, so more often, this old monk will lock himself up and not love to go out.
In fact, loneliness does not mean loneliness, avoiding the hurried streets and annoying things, in this atmosphere, no one disturbs, the mind will be relaxed to the maximum, you can think about anything, you can not think about anything.
Plain heart is as simple as Jane, and the old monk has looked down on all the red dust past.
The old monk is also accustomed to a person's tranquility, to a person's loneliness, to a person's snow, and to thinking alone.
Listen to the silence of the heart, the loneliness of the heart, and the coldness of the heart in this Kobo Temple.
Loneliness and loneliness are indeed not the same.
Loneliness only means that no one around is lonely, and it is a psychological state that feels incapable of communicating with others.
And the real loneliness is the feeling that even the old monk himself has forgotten that he still exists.
The old monk and the half-immortal Wentian take different paths, so they will also see different scenery.
In fact, even the same scenery will show different colors and styles in the eyes of different people.
And the same sunset, some people feel warm and serene, others feel bleak and desolate, the same clouds.
For example, the half-immortal Wen Tianyi lives softly and freely, but this old monk lives with an uncertain fate.
Everything faded away, the juniors gradually grew up, and the old monk showed calm and calm.
Oh, yes!
The time is coming, the old monk thinks about the time he has been in the world, thinks about his long-term separation, the loneliness in his heart, and the loneliness.
The old monk has never paid so much attention to the will of heaven, he just wants to go down calmly and come to the end safely.
But the older the time, the farther away the distance, the lighter the people's hearts, walking and walking, each other forgot the past, and thought about it and went to the wrong place.
At this time, the old monk will feel more intense and firm.
Going and staying doesn't bother my heart so much, and everything is not as important as any call in my heart.
Or the best temple is one of them, who may be a monk who has been a monk for a long time, or an inconspicuous old man who wipes tables and chairs with a rag.
Sitting with the old man in his free time and listening to him talk about the wisdom gained in peace is like sitting and listening to the breeze blowing over the earth, and people's hearts are waking up in the earth like a poem.
Breathing in the fresh air and enjoying the blessings of nature, your impetuous and empty mind will be calm and stable, and you can think about some things quietly.
The old monk sighed for a while, thinking that the earth was vast, and I was alone, leaving me to drift all over the sea, and I would die if I lay down everywhere.
On the top of this Hongbo Temple for less than a month, the old monk seems to have spent several years.
"I didn't expect him to leave before the old monk. ”
The old monk sighed, revealing a rare trace of sentimentality.
At that moment, the old monk's old gaze met Mo Yan's young gaze, the old monk's eyes were quiet, and people couldn't help but feel quiet when they saw it.
"What about your grandfather, Mo Renfeng is okay?" the pure monk turned his head to look at Mo Yan and asked.
"My grandfather and grandmother traveled five years ago and never returned home. Mo Yan didn't expect this monk to even see through his identity, and immediately replied.
Mo Yan's grandfather, a lifetime of unruly, sword travel thousands of mountains and rivers, famous mountains and holy places are the world you gallop, hearty laughter resounded in the sky.
The drifting white clouds recorded the joy of Mo Renfeng's cloud travel, and the open-minded state of mind kept Mo Renfeng away from the troubles and sorrows of the world.
The strong man travels in Kyushu, and the sage jokes about the world!
Over the years, singing and singing, looking at the length of 5,000 years, sighing at the vastness of 80,000 miles.
May the two of them be boating on the smoke and waves of Taihu Lake, in the vast cloudy sky, without worry.
You can also hide in the plum forest, fold a plum blossom, and you will know the warmth of spring in the world.
You can spend the night in the ancient temple of the deserted village, and you can drink tea by inviting mountain monks, no one knows your past, and you don't care about your future, you don't care about the mistakes and shortcomings of the past, and you don't care if you have taken refuge.
At that time, I traveled all over the rivers and mountains, visited all the post roads, and how could I not know that the real relief was to let go of everything and be at peace with what happened.
Mo Renfeng is ridiculous, why do people want to pursue fame and merit, and voluntarily walk into the trap of the world.
"It's still your grandfather who thinks thoroughly, the old monk sees that you are dyed with Buddha light, and you should be carrying Buddhist treasures. The pure monk smiled.
The little half-immortal stared at the pure monk, this old monk could know the half-immortal and the Mo family, and he was definitely not an unknown person, but he couldn't remember that his master had told him such a person.
Moreover, in the past three years, Xiao Banxian has not appeared in Yucheng, but now he suddenly appeared, which really can't help but make people suspicious.
"I don't know that. Mo Yan said lightly.
"This girl, where are you from?" the pure monk smiled slightly and looked at Mo Liunian.
"I'm just a normal person. Mo Liunian said.
"No, how can ordinary people have such powerful spiritual power. The pure monk shook his head.
"She had been seriously injured and had amnesia when she woke up. This sentence Xiao Banxian also once said, Mo Liunian was a little confused, and Xiao Banxian said.
"Amitabha, it is not a good thing to be able to forget the past. ”
The pure monk carefully looked at Mo Liunian for a while and pronounced the Buddha's name.
"You rest for a while, and when it's calm outside, the old man will send you out. "Pure monk Dao.
"The old-timers are bothered, since the old-timers know about our background, why haven't they shown up in the past three years?"
"There is a time when everything is seen, and there is a time when you want to see it, but if you see it early, it will be bad. "Pure monk Dao.
After the pure monk finished speaking, he walked out, walked straight to the middle of the courtyard, meditated cross-legged, and seemed to settle down quickly.
According to the general classification, literature is divided into three types, elite literature, mainstream consciousness literature, and popular literature. Literary works similar to Mo Yan can be classified as elite literature, which is characterized by rebellious reinvention of the mainstream views and behavior patterns of the current society. In the same way, social mainstream consciousness literature is a professional writer's observation of today's society, and the current problems of society and the content worthy of praise are displayed in front of readers through literature, and such works are "portrayals of society" and can often be valued.
As the lowest end of these three categories of popular literature, due to the strong entertainment elements and a high degree of industrialization, people often regard these words as consumer goods, and they have seen laughter and sadness before it ends, therefore, a complete set of evaluation criteria for this kind of popular literature has not yet been constructed, and what I share with you here below is just my family words, which belongs to "experience talk", please do not use this to engage in "how to write debates" with others In the same way, please do not save and forward the chat history, the current lecture content is only shared with you as the internal information of the light hall exchange group, and I will not share it with the group, and I will sort out and modify the whole set of content in the future.
Directory:
A: The meaning of writing and its two major functions
B: Construction of a materialized scenario
C: Smooth "writing"
D: The two biggest features of light writing
A: The meaning of writing and its two major functions
To put it in layman's terms, it is the "carrier of a literary work", which is the way in which the author's consciousness is recorded on a vehicle and arranged by other people's words.
Writing is a general statement, what type of "literary work" has the saying of writing, but each type of "literary work" has differences, therefore, for a type of literary work, writing plays a common "instrumental role" - or a basic role, and plays a role in reflecting the particularity of each literary work, I call it a "functional role", the relationship between the two can be understood as a question of universality and particularity, of course, the two are opposites and unity, and they are dialectical to each other.
The "basic role" of writing is easy to understand, in other words, "the combination of basic literary techniques and grammar", these contents of the language teachers have been entangled with you, including various rhetorical devices, etc., grammar problems will also be taught by lecturers in the university, I will not expand here (and have no ability), it is the foundation that all literary styles should pay attention to, and light is no exception.
But light has its own characteristics - a person who often reads light generally does not take light as "" to see, they mostly scan the keywords to play small movies, understand the rough, so if a light in the writing too much pursuit of grammar rigor and beautiful sentences, it can be said that there is no distinction between priority and priority.
And it is precisely because of the above that most authors think that "light writing is not important", in fact, I want to say that light writing is really not very important