Girl, take it easy

Chapter 203 Buddhist Poetry
"Story? Please tell me, benefactor Chen." Wu Ming nodded.

Chen Lu thought for a while, nodded, and organized his words:

"Once upon a time, there was an old monk and a young monk who traveled far away and encountered a river on the way.

I saw a woman who was about to cross the river, but dared not.

The old monk took the initiative to carry the woman across the river, then put down the woman and continued on the road with the young monk.

The little monk couldn't help muttering all the way: What happened to Master?How dare you carry a woman across the river?

The little monk walked and thought all the way, and finally couldn't help it.

The little monk said to his master: "Master, have you violated the precept?"How did you carry a woman on your back? '

The old monk smiled and rubbed the young monk's head: "I have already let go, but you still can't let go!" '"

After listening to this short story told by Chen Lu, Wu Ming fell into deep thought.

"However, I think there are quite a few differences between the story Wu Ming you told and the one I told."

Seeing Wu Ming's brows furrowed tightly, Chen Lu spoke.

"In my story, the old monk has no feelings for the woman. The old monk has a Buddha in his heart, so the old monk is just carrying the woman across the river. He is doing good deeds. In his heart, what he is carrying is not a woman, but a woman. is a Buddha.

But in the story of Wuming you, in the heart of that monk, there is not only the Buddha, but also the girl.

In the story of Fellow Daoist Wuming, the reason why the monk was confused and even fell into a realm was because he was resisting his own heart. "

Chen Lu looked directly into Wu Ming's eyes.

"The monk in the story has a Buddha and a girl in his heart.

He knew that he was a monk, so he wanted to give up the girl and pursue the Buddha in his heart.

But he found that the girl already occupied a position as important as a Buddha in his heart.

He can't give up, can't escape, can only be confused, so his mood is damaged, and he can only fall.

In my opinion, he didn't really face his own heart. "

"Then, in Chen Benefactor's opinion, how should he choose? Isn't it right to choose the Buddha in his heart and give up the secular emotions and desires?" Wu Ming looked at Chen Lu painfully.

Wu Ming's mind is extremely unstable, and even the current Sea Viewing Realm is on the verge of collapse.

Wu Ming was questioning himself, everything he had learned so far, everything he believed in.

And this kind of doubt will make his mind collapse.

"I didn't say it was wrong."

Chen Lu shook his head.

"Fellow Daoist Wuming, it's useless for you to ask me.

I am not that monk.

I'm just an envoy from a small country.

I don't understand Buddhism, and I am not attached to Buddha.

I only go after what I want.

But there is one thing that I have always been curious about. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Wuming can answer it? "

Wu Ming nodded painfully: "Chen benefactor, please tell me."

"The Buddha Kingdom said that to become a Buddha requires the severance of emotions and desires. Who said that?" Chen Lu asked.

Wuming replied, "What the Buddha said."

Chen Lu asked again: "Then why did the Buddha say that the seven emotions and six desires must be cut off in order to become a Buddha?"

Wu Ming shook his head: "What the Buddha said about cutting off the seven emotions and six desires actually refers to seeing through the world of mortals, because the seven emotions and six desires are caused by the relationship between our heart and the outside world. It will be impossible to practice, let alone enlightenment and attain Buddhahood.”

Chen Lu: "But a person who doesn't even have the seven emotions and six desires, is this kind of Buddha the cold and lofty Buddha statue, or the Buddha who truly mourns for the people and cares about the common people?

Fellow Daoist Wuming just said that he sees through the world of mortals.

But a person who hasn't even passed through the world of mortals, how can he see through the world of mortals? "

"."

Wu Ming opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something.

But he couldn't refute it.

"Of course, this is just my personal opinion."

Chen Lu smiled again.

"As I said, I am not a monk after all, I am just an ordinary person, and I am not pursuing Buddhahood.

It's just that a senior wrote a poem, which may be of some inspiration to fellow Taoist Wuming.

This can be regarded as my reward for helping me go back to Gan Country. "

Wuming clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, Wuming listens."

Chen Lu read out slowly with his hands behind his back.

"Beauties are not born from the mother's womb, they should grow from peach blossom trees,

I already hate that peach blossoms are easy to fall, and falling flowers are more affectionate than you.

When you are still, you can practice movement and meditation, and you can see your lover in front of you.
If you use this mind to learn the Tao, what is the difficulty in becoming a Buddha?
To make the best of the same heart and make a close relationship, although this life is short and lingering,
On the day when Qing reincarnated, Yushu was a young man.

Not contemplating birth and death and impermanence, but turning round to death,

Extremely clever and world-wise, I sigh that he is always confused here.

The nature of wild horses on the top of the mountain is difficult to tame, and the trap is still able to control the other body,
I sigh that my supernatural powers are empty, and I can't subdue the person next to my pillow.

I want to lean on the green window to accompany Qingqing, but I regret that I have gone wrong in this life.

If you want to go to the jungle with a bowl, you will be in love with the beauty.

Sit quietly and practice the Dharma Eye, pray for the Three Jewels,

Have the saints in the temple ever seen it?Come here without inviting a lover.

I went to the mountain to pay homage to the Taoist monk, and asked my master to explain the cause.

Zheng Nai's lovesickness is unrestrained, and the heart of the horse comes to Qingqing.

I once thought that my passion would damage the holy life, and I was afraid that I would not fall into the city when I entered the mountain. "

Having said that, Chen Lu stopped talking, just looked at Wu Ming with a smile.

Wu Ming, who was savoring this poem, opened his eyes and asked suspiciously: "Benefactor Chen, is there a last sentence in this poem?"

"Yes." Chen Lu nodded, "There is one last sentence, but this sentence, I am afraid that you need to understand it yourself."

"Amitabha."

In the temple of Leiyin Temple, the old abbot clasped his hands together and saluted in the direction of Chen Lu.

"Master?" Yuan Hui walked to the side of the old abbot, "Is there a last line in this poem?"

"Yes, and one last sentence."

The old abbot nodded.

It wasn't that the old abbot and Yuan Hui were eavesdropping.

But when Chen Lu recited this poem, it aroused bursts of Buddhist voices from the treasure hall of Leiyin Temple.

It was hard for the monks in Leiyin Temple not to want to hear about it.

Even the well-informed old abbot has never heard of this poem.

But the old abbot knew that this poem was definitely written by an eminent monk, and it was indeed unlikely that it was written by Mr. Chen, because to write this poem, one must have a deep understanding of Buddhism and the world of mortals.

"What is the last sentence?" Yuan Hui felt very itchy!
Although this poem is all about love and love, but it is really good to write this poem
The old abbot smiled slightly: "Wait, wait for your junior brother to see if he can tell you."

"If the younger brother can realize it," Yuan Hui glanced at the old abbot.

"If your junior brother can realize it."

The old abbot smiled slightly.

"Amitabha."

[One chapter will be released first, and there are three more chapters, but it will be later, and I will revise it. 】

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