Nanhai and Xiqiao Mountain, a national 5A-level tourist attraction, a place where Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism are integrated, have a history of more than 6,000 years of civilization, ancient humans not only left strange stone caves, stone screens, etc., but also retain a variety of humanistic cultures, known as "the lighthouse of Pearl River civilization".

The temples and temples on the mountain have many spectators, and the good men and women who make pilgrimages every year come from thousands of miles away; the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the mountains and mountains are stacked with cockroaches, the weather is thousands, and the quality of life is improved, so there are really a lot of people who are specially designed to enjoy the mountains and rivers.

In the early morning, there is a sparsely populated mountain road in the back mountain, and the dew left by last night is still left on the stone steps. In the extremely quiet mountain forest, it seems that you can dimly see the most beautiful Guanyin Bodhisattva on the top of the mountain, with a compassionate smile, radiating a clear light, quiet and serene.

At this time, on a step leading to the top of the mountain, there is a person, wrapped thickly, with a small black backpack on one shoulder, walking step by step, slightly heavy.

Suddenly, I only heard the sound of "pop", and I saw the anonymous lying on the bluestone steps, his face was pale, his lips were purple and black, his whole body trembled, and after a while, he didn't move.

In the small courtyard of the temple, a bright ray of sunlight shone on my face through the window, I woke up from my daze, I tried to open my eyes, but found it difficult to open, and my whole body seemed to be pressed by a ghost, in bed, unable to move!

At this time, if anyone looked from the side, it seemed to be worse than when I had been unconscious, my face was so pale that there was hardly a trace of blood to be seen, my eyes were tightly closed, and my whole body was full of life, and I looked like a dead body.

Suddenly, "Don't bother" sounded in my ears; when I heard this, I was suddenly a little scared in my heart; I tried to open my eyes, but I still couldn't open them, my eyes were hazy, and I could vaguely see a vague figure sitting in the distance, and I was in a trance again, and I fell asleep again......

The next day, I came to my senses and felt much better.

Open your eyes, only to see an antique wooden Zen room, the golden body Buddha statue incense case futon is readily available, look everywhere, glimpse an old monk, ordinary gray monk robes, hanging Buddha beads, sitting on the opposite futon, the treasure is solemn, the divine light overflows, the demeanor is all directions.

The Buddhist and Taoist Zen master looked at me steadily. After a while, he shook his head, and his soft sigh was heard in his ears.

The donor was born with a physical defect, with the growth of age, will become more and more serious, in the last years of this spell, the medicine stone is difficult to heal, I see that the donor is not a short-lived person, and I have a fate with the Buddha, I am given a fragment of the Book of Changes, a bottle of Xiaodan.

Then the Buddhist Zen master said again: "Oh Buddha Buddha, the donor may be able to go to Kunlun if he is free, then ......"!

Before I finished listening, my ears seemed to hear "Little brother, wake up, wake up?"

My body shook violently a few times, and my vision blurred again, and I suddenly opened my confused eyes, and found that it was still this step, and in front of me were several old men who had been exercising in the morning, looking at me with concern.

"A, what about the Zen masters?" I asked, and the old men said, "Young man, what Zen masters?"

I fixed my eyes and saw that there were no temples or meditation rooms nearby.

I tried to recall everything in the meditation room, and found that my memory was completely blurred, and I couldn't even recall the face of the old monk, only what the old monk said and what he gave me.

I thought to myself, "Is it really a dream?" No, I'm going to ask. ”

I was thinking about it when I heard the old man say, "Are you all right, young man?" ”

I hurriedly retracted my thoughts and said, "Thank you, old man, I'm fine." ”

After a few old grandfathers left, I felt in my pocket and found that there was nothing, it turned out to be really a dream!

After resting for a while, I felt that it was okay, so I dragged my tired body and climbed to the top of the mountain step by step......

When I climbed to the top of the Great Immortal Peak, it was already noon; Guanyin Bodhisattva had a crown of jewels on the top, a round light on the neck, bent eyebrows and red lips, eyes like double stars, eyes slightly downward, draped in heavenly clothes, hung with Yingluo, with a necklace, wearing a Luo skirt, sitting on the lotus platform with kind eyebrows, looking at all sentient beings, the lotus seat is surrounded by water on all sides, and there are four bridges to reach.

As I watched and walked, I did not realize that I had come to Guanyin Bodhisattva, and I bowed nine times with my hands (ten fingers together) and palms (diagonally upward) on my chest, and bowed nine times with Buddhist rituals.

Then close your eyes and make a wish. "May the Bodhisattva bless me that those who love me and those I love can live a long and healthy life, and live every day happily;

Hopefully, I can recover from my illness soon and be able to live an ordinary life. ”

After making a vow, I bowed to the Bodhisattva three more times, and then walked into the hall under the lotus seat, where many Guanyin cultural artworks and other works of art were displayed.

Stop and walk, after a while, there is a wall erected in front, and the introduction of the nine-colored relics of the Buddhist and Taoist Zen master on the wall comes into view.

In an instant, my pale face looked even paler. "Is this really a coincidence? Is it a coincidence? I haven't heard of a Buddhist or Taoist Zen master before, so how can I ...... in my dreams?"

"No, I want to figure it out", after reading the introduction, I got off Wenyuan Square, came to Wenyuan Temple, and I specially bowed when I passed by the Buddhist and Taoist Zen Master Relic Pagoda.

When I arrived at the Wenyuan Division, after explaining my intentions, the little monk led me into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, said "wait a minute" and left.

After a while, I suddenly saw a group of monks walking out of the side of the treasure hall.

At the head was an old monk, kind and kind-eyed, dressed in Dharma robes, holding a Zen staff, followed by two small novices.

I saw that the old monk at the head shouted the Buddha's horn and said: "The poor monk's law is called "Buddhism", and the old monk understands when the donor comes to understand. ”

I saw the old monk and said: "The former Zhuang Zhou Dream is a butterfly, a lifelike butterfly, and he is a self-proclaimed suitable!

Oh Ran Jue, then Yu Ran Zhou also. If you don't know that Zhou's dream is a butterfly, and a butterfly's dream is a week and a butterfly, there must be a difference.

This is called materialization. The poor monk's Dharma is still shallow, and he can't answer the benefactor's confusion, oh Mida Buddha. ”

Seeing that the old monk couldn't answer the confusion in my heart, I said, "Thank you, master, I'm very sorry for disturbing the master's rest!"

I saw the voice of the old monk behind me: "Donor, and slow, I see that the donor is in good health, and the donor has a relationship with the Buddha; this is the "I Ching Tendon", the method of exercising the monks of this temple, is not a rare thing, if the donor can practice diligently, it may be beneficial to the body.

Watching at ease, feeling the flowers and flowers, everything is empty, watching the clouds rolling and the clouds are shu, oh Buddha Buddha. ”

I took the "I Ching Tendons", and bowed to the master and said: "Thank you for the gift from the master, when you have achieved success, you will return today's grace", and then left Wenyuan Temple according to the guidance of the little monk.

After leaving the temple, I immediately boarded the sightseeing tram, leaned on the railing, and quietly watched the scenery passing by, thinking about what happened today......