I continued down the hill, and under a large tree I saw an old monk playing chess.
I can't help but wonder, how does a person play chess?
I stepped forward and said respectfully, "Master, how far is it to the bottom of the mountain?" ”
The old monk raised his head, raised his eyebrows kindly, and said kindly, "It's not far away, not far ahead." ”
I said, "How come you're playing chess here alone?" ”
The old monk said, "I'm waiting for someone." ”
I said, "How long have you been waiting, and are the people you're waiting for?" ”
The old monk said, "I've been waiting for a long time, and I can't remember exactly how long." ”
I said, "This man is really not punctual, didn't you make an appointment?" ”
The old monk said, "I am waiting for those who have a good fortune." ”
I said, "That's the way it is. ”
The old monk said, "Sit down and rest your feet." ”
I thanked him and sat down.
The old monk said, "Donor, where and where are you going?" ”
This really stopped me, and I was speechless for a moment.
The old monk said, "Coming and going, coming and going, coming and going are all in the world." ”
I said, "So what's your legal number?" ”
The old monk said, "The poor monk is unable to call, and all things are empty." ”
I said, "The master is really a high-ranking monk, the Buddha of the Six Patriarchs, and there is no tree in Bodhi, and there is no platform in The Mirror. Originally there was nothing, where to stir up dust. The same is true of the realm. ”
The old monk said, "Everything in the world is between being and not being, and when the mind moves, it is in or out." ”
I said incomprehensibly, "How is this possible, such as the master, you are right in front of my eyes, so I can see you!" ”
The old monk said, "Because you saw me, you felt that I was here, and before you saw me, I was in a state of presence and absence, and it was your consciousness that made me here." ”
I said, "Even if I close my glasses, you're there!" ”
The old monk said, "In your mind, I already exist, so close your glasses, and I am still there." ”
I said, "We can see it when it exists!" ”
The old monk said, "Consciousness and matter are inseparable, and consciousness makes matter change from uncertainty to certainty." Consciousness is the foundation of the material world, and without consciousness, this world does not exist. ”
I said, "You mean that with people, there is a world?" ”
The old monk said, "All things are made by the idealistic mind." The universe is pure in nature, and once the thought is moved to look at it, the thought is a measurement, and the pure nature becomes a definite state, and the material world arises. ”
I said, "Then what if it's a pair of shoes, the left foot is the left foot, and the right foot is the right foot." ”
The old monk said: "The shoe of the left foot and the shoe of the right foot are uncertain, before we look at it, everything is uncertain, there is no left or right, when you see the left shoe, it becomes the left foot, and the state of the other shoe is also determined." ”
I shook my head and said, "It's hard to understand. ”
I asked, "What about that man's life and death?" ”
The old monk said, "Everyone is between life and death, and one thought is life and one thought is death." ”
I said, "If I know someone is dead, he's dead, and if I don't know, is he alive?" ”
The old monk said, "What if no one knows?" ”
I thought about it and said, "That's in a state of life or death." ”
The old monk said, "Life comes from the universe, and even if the body dies, the soul can exist, and it can detach from the body." Life exists not only in the body, but also in the universe. ”
I asked, "Is there a place in the universe where souls can be stored?" ”
The old monk said, "Yes, after the body dies, the soul returns to the universe." ”
I said, "When the body dies, our soul leaves us, and if someone comes back from the dead, wakes up, and the soul returns to the body, that's why someone experiences the feeling of being on the verge of death?" ”
The old monk said, "The body is a vessel that carries our soul in this world." But the soul will not die because of the death of the body, the soul will exist in the universe forever. ”
I said, "Will all our information be recorded by the universe?" ”
The old monk said: "After death, people do not leave the world and disappear completely, but return to the origin of life." ”
I said, "It's amazing, it seems that life is a journey." ”
The old monk said, "I don't know if anyone I will wait for in this life will come, but meeting you today is also a period of chance, well, I should leave." ”
Finish, the old monk, sitting with his eyes closed, motionless, no longer speaking.
I touched his sniffle with my hand, but there was no breathing, and it turned out that the old monk was dead!
I was shocked in my heart, just now it was fine, how to say that death is dead, is he waiting for people all his life, such a life, what is the meaning? What are we coming into the world for, I am sad from it, and suddenly I have the feeling of 'life in the world of grass and trees in the spring and autumn'.
I think of the old monk's words, mysterious and profound, perhaps religion and science are separated on both sides of a mountain, each climbing upwards, will reach the top of the mountain, stand in one place, see the same scenery, this is the same way to the same destination. Perhaps science is to seek the truth on the basis of experimentation, while religion seeks truth by improving people's perceptual ability, it does not matter whether it is true or false, right or wrong, the method is different.
I stood up, folded my hands, and bowed deeply like an old monk, which was a respect for the old monk, and even more a reverence for life.
I was inexplicably brought here, wandering aimlessly around, where am I going, is it to get out of here? But I don't know how to get out of here.