Red plums reflect youth

In the middle of the night, a snowstorm quietly covered Pingyang City with a layer of pure and crystal white, covering the prosperity, decadence, filth and pain.Only the purest white remains in the world.

In the early morning when the heavy snow falls, the Fahua Temple is still full of incense, and the Lingfeng Mountain Road is bustling with pilgrims.

Ziqing stood at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the winding mountain road, step by step, as if leading directly to heaven.Dimly, you can still hear the sound of the morning bell and the Buddha's chant from the top of the mountain.

Ziqing wrapped his cloak, buried his slightly red face due to fever under the thick fluff, and walked towards Fahua Temple.

All the people I saw along the way were happy, calling friends and friends, and being happy.Only him, lonely and alone.

"Miss, take a rest when you are tired." The simple and honest husband wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Not tired, not tired, let's go to Fahua Temple to pay homage to Guanyin, and I will give you a big fat son next year!" "It will take a long time to give birth to a son..." He leaned into the lady's ear and whispered few words. "Death look! See if I'm not dying for you!" In return, the lady's blushing face and a fist that landed on her body didn't hurt at all.

Ziqing saw it in his eyes, and smiled slightly, his heart was full of bitterness, happiness in the world is so simple, why is it so difficult for him?

"Daddy, hurry up!" The girl's silvery voice revealed joy. "Wan'er, run slowly, don't fall!" "Hahaha, Daddy, you are so slow! You will soon lose track of me!"

Ziqing looked tenderly at the little girl who ran to the front. The girl seemed to be about the same age as Qiao Sheng, and her personality was also lively and cute like Qiao Sheng.Qiao Sheng... Father... Mother... At this time of the year, it's time to start buying new year's goods.Liu's Mansion is really a warm home, and I owe the Liu's family too much.But why, ever since I knew my life experience, I always feel like a thief, stealing other people's happiness?His biological parents were raped and beheaded all over the house, leaving him alone to live in this world... What is the purpose of living?

Stepping into the Buddhist hall unknowingly, the statues of Zunzun Buddha have various postures, some are fierce, some are kind, some are frowning, some are smiling...Pilgrims kowtowed and kowtowed, praying for incense.The flames of the incense head are extinguished, and the smoke is lingering, which makes the Buddhist hall mysterious and strange, and the spiritual Buddha statue seems to have some kind of eternal divine power that penetrates the heaven and earth, and uses a judgmental look to examine the various desires and distractions of the people in the hall .

But Ziqing looked at these Buddha statues, but didn't kneel down to worship them, feeling anxious in his heart:

What about you?

After worshiping you, can you return my biological parents?

By worshiping you, can you wash away the sins of my body?

Thanks to you, can you relieve my pain?

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous.

The Buddha said karma retribution, so what sin did I do in my previous life to make this life miserable?

And why did you give me such a lowly body to humiliate me?

The Buddha said to punish evil and promote good, but Fu Yongbin did evil to me. I loathe him, but I also sympathize with his long-awaited love.Hate, resentment, ignorance, and anger arise from love, so is this love good or evil?

……

Ziqing's heart was surging, and he was caught in the questioning of the Buddha, and he didn't realize that Master Wu had stood by his side at some point.

"Amitabha, benefactor Liu is restless and I don't know what troubles you have, can you let the old monk explain one or two for you." Master Wu Wu twirled the beads in his hand and said kindly.

Ziqing turned around when he heard the words, and seeing that it was Master Wu, he clasped his hands together and bowed eleven times, but said nothing.

Wu Wu was clear in his heart, smiled slightly, and said calmly: "There are a few red plums planted in the backyard, and now the snow is in full bloom. I wonder if the benefactor can accompany the old monk to the backyard to taste tea and enjoy the flowers?"

Ziqing sighed slightly, unwilling to brush off his good intentions, and said, "It's disrespectful."

……

In the backyard, the dead grass and dead branches were covered with a layer of cold white snow, only a few red plums bloomed brilliantly.

Enlightenment boils snow cooking tea, twists a few plum blossoms, puts them in a cup, and after adding tea, the hot water vapor envelops the fragrance of plum blossoms, and the nose feels warm and comfortable. After taking a sip, the fragrance is full of teeth, soaking people heart and soul.

"Smells good tea, Ziqing is so lucky to have Master Enlightenment to make tea for me personally." Ziqing said gratefully, hiding the depression in her heart.

"It's good that benefactor Liu likes it." Wucihe said with a smile: "Fodu is a destined person. Since you and I are destined, I don't know if benefactor Liu would like to listen to the old monk's Zen words."

Ziqing lowered her eyes: "Master, please tell me... But, Ziqing is like this..." She frowned slightly: "Such a person... I don't know if he will be blessed."

Wu Wu smiled lightly and said, "Hehe, what kind of person is such a clear spiritual person as the donor?"

Ziqing smiled wryly: "The outside is clear and spiritual, but the inside is rotten, but there are some vile desires and resentment in one's heart."

Li Wu shook his head lightly, and twirled the beads on the snow a few times, and some shadows appeared due to the unevenness of the white snow: "Donor, please look, if these shadows are painted on a human face, I don't know what kind of face the Donor sees. "

Ziqing looked over carefully, and saw two shadows on the left and right that looked like the eyes of a hater, and the row of shadows below was the big mouth full of fangs, and said, "Like a vicious Asura."

"Oh? Is that so? Done, follow the old monk's view. These two shadows bend down and this shadow floats up. Isn't it like a Maitreya Buddha?" Wu Wu said while pointing.

Indeed, following the guidance of enlightenment, Ziqing saw a laughing Maitreya Buddha, but it was obviously the same shadow line, and if he changed the method again, the Shura he saw just now was still there.

"Amitabha Buddha was originally just a few shadows that didn't follow the law, but because of the obsession in people's hearts, he took on different appearances. The donor had deep resentment in his heart, so he saw Shura's face. But if he changed his mind, the vicious Shura would also Became a laughing Maitreya." Enlightenment said.

"However, the bitterness and resentment in my heart really exist, so deep, so true, it hurts me. Master, do you know the pain in my heart?"

"Appreciate further details."

"My parents died in Huangquan, and I was the only one left to live alone. As a man, but he fell in love with another man, he would be abandoned by the world. I only wanted to put my love on the zither, but I couldn't make others salivate and humiliate me. My body also betrayed my heart, and I wished to do some obscene things..."

After realizing the words, he closed his eyes and said nothing, moved the beads lightly with his fingers, and said after a long time: "Life and death have their own destiny. You are no longer complaining about the death of your parents, but about your lack of support for your children. As the old monk heard, The people of the Liu Mansion treat you like a parent and child, if you hadn't become obsessed with it and created a rift, how would the relationship between you and them be any different from ordinary people?"

"But..." But what?Ziqing didn't know what to say.

"The life of all living beings comes from the heavens. It has no thought or form. However, it is born with a body, which traps its heart, gives birth to a mind of discrimination, and also produces three thousand threads of trouble. If the benefactor can open his heart, he will not have a mind of discrimination. Others are in harmony with each other, and with heaven and earth, how can there be such a saying of living alone?"

"Open your heart?" Ziqing felt in a trance that enlightenment pointed him out a way, and remembering the warm days with the Liu family, a tinge of warmth floated in his heart.

Wu Wu continued to explain: "Men also have pure feelings for men. Just like there are four seasons in the sky, when the wind blows and the clouds disperse, and the sky rains down, everything is born. Everything is natural, and when it is born, it will be born."

Ziqing interjected: "But...he is regarded as a different kind, and he is destined not to be blessed."

"This is wrong. It is different because it is a minority compared to the majority. However, the spring sun is luxuriant, and a hundred flowers bloom. Only plum blossoms bloom alone in the cold. As for flowers, it is a minority, but it can be proud of it. The fragrance of the snow, the flowers blooming freely, make people more heartbroken. Just like the relationship between men, although the season is wrong, if you can face it calmly, strive for self-improvement, and strive for your own happiness, if the cultivation is fruitful, it will be more impressive Sigh, isn't it? Although some people have experienced more difficult things in the world, they have achieved a more noble temperament. It all depends on how the benefactor chooses..."

After realizing some words, Ziqing had never heard of them, but was impressed by the tolerance and wisdom in his words, which not only untied his heart knot, but also seemed to be encouraged.Yes, why don't you face it calmly, why don't you strive for your own happiness, but turn your feelings into your own burden, to avoid, to entangle.Obviously it can be beautiful...

Ziqing's eyes were as bright as crystals under the moon. He looked intently at the plum blossoms in the backyard, stood up involuntarily, and walked slowly over.

Wu Wu smiled, stood up as well, clasped his hands together and said, "As for the rest, the ordinary monk will send another sentence to the benefactor: save yourself and save others, redeem yourself, and be compassionate to others." After finishing speaking, he left the table gracefully.

Hearing this, Ziqing froze slightly, but without turning her head, she murmured, "Save yourself, save others...self-redemption...self-compassion..."

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Fuliu press: In fact, enlightenment is not a pure Buddhist, otherwise it will only teach Ziqing to let go of emptiness, to let go of nothingness, to let go of feelings in his heart... This thought was probably moved from one of my university teachers. He is a professor of Buddhism, but his attitude towards life is extremely positive.Instead of throwing away all distracting thoughts and escaping into Buddhism, it is better to experience all kinds of emotions in the world with kind thoughts~ well, just sauce.