Text/Blue Moonlight

This is a temple in the old city. Take a walk after getting up early and suddenly come here. The green glazed tiles with upturned eaves stand out from the crowd in the low house, which is particularly eye-catching.

The temple gate is closed, with two stone lions on both sides, tall and powerful. There are two cypresses beside the lion. Although not tall, he is thin and strong. Temples and pines and cypresses always coexist, which set each other off and become interesting. The early morning sun had already sprinkled on the scarlet temple gate, which was still closed and was about to turn away when it creaked open.

A woman dressed in yellow and brown stood at the door, smiled and said, please come in. Entering the temple, there are four donkey kong on both sides of the mountain gate, and a big-bellied Maitreya Buddha in the middle, smiling.

After crossing the mountain gate, it is a rectangular courtyard with East and West Buddhist temples on both sides and a big incense burner in the middle. Directly opposite is the Hall of Ursa Major. Next to the temple, there is a tree with Huang Meihua on it, and the four characters of Ursa Major Hall are written in gold. The words were written by Zhao Puchu, and they were powerful, such as glaring at King Kong and smiling at beautiful people. Old ni, who opened the door, sat on a low stool in front of the East Temple, with a high table and rice bowls and steamed bread in front. Greet us: Have you eaten? Come and have some dinner. Kind words make people feel at home. I saw her cooking, which was very simple, a bowl of fried bean jelly, a bowl of small rice, and some handmade steamed buns in the basket next to it.

There is a cat lying at old ni's feet. This is not uncommon. People in this city like cats and dogs. These two days, I saw several people walking around with dogs. There was chanting in the hall, solemn and quiet. I stood in front of a memorial tablet and watched, when the old man suddenly shouted, "Kaifeng Zen Forest is extraordinary, with many monks and nuns. In 1990s, Zhu Bao Temple was built. Take the Buddhist scriptures to get the meaning of treasure into beads. -"incredibly verbatim! It seems that she has memorized the inscription.

It turns out that this temple has a short history and is a nun's temple.

Stepping into the courtyard, the sound of Buddhism and music began again. There are two young nuns busy in the kitchen and temple. The figure flashed, but it was gone. I am afraid that they will hide in an empty door for too long and be afraid of contact with the outside world, especially men. The main hall is a two-story building, and the lobby on the first floor is dedicated to Guanyin with thousands of hands and eyes. It was dark in the temple, and the ground was littered with arhats, cigarettes, incense and other sundries. The skylight came in through the window on the wall, cold and silent.

The two pillars are wrapped in yellow silk embroidered with scriptures, one is Hokkekyo and the other is Heart Sutra. I have read the Heart Sutra, which says, "Empty is color, and color is empty. It is also known from thinking. "

It's easy to say, and everyone knows it, but how to do it? In the face of a young person like jade, how can you have an empty mind? In the face of emotional entanglements, how can we not be confused and trapped in love? I don't know what kind of opportunities these people have, so they are desperate and flee into an empty door. Can the days of the ancient Buddha and the chanting of the Buddha's name day after day resolve the ill feelings and the restlessness of desire in my heart? Especially these monks and nuns who look so young.

I once went to a southern temple. In the dark, the mountain wind is very strong, and I stand on the stone fence on the side of the mountain. Suddenly I heard a monk calling and asking about my family. Words are full of helplessness and worry. The world of mortals, I want nothing, but the fate of dust is not easy to break-after all, no one is a monkey, jumping out of a crack in the stone.

These days, I am also suffering from the pain of desire. I want to go out and I can't get it, so it is as painful as being in a cage. Because of this, some temples choose deep forests and famous mountains and rivers, and practice is always better. However, some Buddhist temples are in downtown areas, separated by a modern block, with colorful lights and bustling streets, which is often more difficult. In Xiangzi Temple in Xi 'an, outside a wall is the busiest bar in the city. I just wonder, when the noise and songs at night enter the temple, will Sanskrit and young souls be confused and trembling?

The twilight drum and the morning bell awaken the fame and fortune of the world, and call back the dream of suffering through the sound of the Buddha's name. Why do many religions want abstinence? Is it to show strength, to show strength that challenges humanity? Trying to make people lost, greedy and manic. Only by controlling desire can we have a clean heart? However, how difficult it is to overcome human nature and achieve five tones and eight winds.

With this in mind, I slowly strolled out of the temple. Walking to the front yard, the old man was still eating and there was a cat on his knee. The warm golden sunshine in the morning has climbed into Huangmei, leaving a bright light and shadow, which makes the Hall of Great Heroes look particularly charming and neat. It is really the artistic conception of "on a pure morning, near the old temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops". Walking to the gate, I stopped, looked at it for a long time and took another picture. All this is as beautiful as a painting.