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"The vast like leaning on virtual wind, I don't know where to stop. It is like a legacy, it is independent and immortal. " Ascension to immortality should be the highest realm of meditation. Su Dongpo, a slash youth in the Song Dynasty, also loves meditation and has achieved a lot.

A chef who can't write poetry is definitely not a meditation master. He cooked a large piece of braised pork, drank and wrote poems, and also repaired water conservancy projects. Planting vegetables in leisure time and meditating on Zen. Such a Dongpo layman is not only loved by people, but also called a freak.

Because, after getting up early to wash, Su Dongpo didn't read the scriptures, but went back to "sleep" for a while. This is brother Dongpo's favorite, meditating in the morning, recalling yesterday and saving energy today.

When Su Dongpo was in Hangzhou, he went to temples in the mountains to meditate and recite poems every holiday or interesting night. He used the unique method of "seeking truth from facts and entertaining himself" to realize his state of mind of "feeling at ease, loving King Du Wen, why ask others more".

In the later period, Su Shi, who claimed to be a Buddhist in Dongpo, got acquainted with Fo Yin Zen Master, and the number and depth of meditation were obviously improved, especially when he reunited with the poets and monks, so that the three of them hit it off and formed a meditation trio. This top combination made Su Dongpo have an epiphany. When he wrote down his morning reading sentiment again and expressed his life sentiment, he was definitely different from his previous mood and had a detached, uncontroversial and free-and-easy attitude.

Of course, Su Dongpo also made mistakes in the advanced process of meditation. Fortunately, he adjusted his posture in time and finally successfully upgraded to fight monsters.

We often hear a short story about him, that is, he and Fo Yin meditated together, absorbed in each other's image. Su Dongpo asked Fo Yin what he was like in Fo Yin's heart. Fo Yin: Like a Buddha. Su Dongpo laughed impudently and said that he thought Fo Yin was a piece of shit. I thought I won a big victory, and then I went home. When Su Dongpo returned, he began to tell this joke, which later became a joke, because everyone knows that if there is a Buddha in his heart, everyone is a Buddha, and whatever is in his heart is what he is. Su Dongpo's face is long, and it will take two years for tears to flow to his cheeks this time.

Fortunately, Su Dongpo responded promptly and was good at summing up. Finally, Fo Yin and Shen Liao awarded him a medal of growth, and the matter came to an end.

Later, Wang Anshi's political reform failed, and Su Dongpo returned to the court to be an official for several years. As a result, he was sandwiched between the new party and the old party. He took the initiative to ask for his release. After several years of stability, the new party came back to power and Su Dongpo was exiled to Huizhou.

At this time, the slash youth has become a middle-aged slash. On the way to the south, he wrote a poem "I am a man of practice, refined in three generations", and my meditation state reached a new level, rising to the state of not being happy with things and not being sad for myself.

In his later years in Huizhou, Su Dongpo began his meditation career: he established a meditation retreat. The slogan is "How can I be complacent? I only think without thinking. "

He was not disturbed by the outside world with his naive ideas. Even if the court increased the punishment, the Yuan You Party really took it in stride. As a result, he was demoted to Qiongzhou.

Finally, Su Dongpo was pardoned and had to cross the sea to the north and revisit Nanhua Temple. When he met the old man, he wrote a poem "Smelling Cao Xikou with water and looking at the ancient Buddha's clothes" to express his feelings of seeing things after meditation.

However, Su Dongpo left a slash "teenager" and a meditation master on his way north.