Text / First Brew
On the embankment weeping willows like smoke, the lake surface drizzle, the stone bridge with few pedestrians, a monk with broken shoes picked up the steps, with a sense of loneliness and desolation...
01
Su Manshu was born in Japan to a Guangdong tea merchant and a Japanese woman to a Japanese mother. Soon after his birth, his mother died of illness, and he had to live with his adoptive mother, Kawai Sen. When he was six years old, he returned to Guangdong with his father, because he was an illegitimate child and a mixed-race child, and was discriminated against in a large family, and even almost died. Such an unfortunate childhood created his lifelong entangled character.
At the age of fifteen, he finally ran away from home and went to Study in Japan with the financial support of his cousin. He meets a Japanese girl, Shizuko, in Sakurayama, the hometown of his adoptive mother Kawai-sen. The first time he saw her, he felt thrilled, but the shyness of the teenager made him dare not confess. Just when he was restless, he suddenly received a note from a white pigeon.
He opened the note and saw that it was a poem:
When the qingyang qijia, the day is beautiful in the valley.
New Biying suburban trees, fangrui decorated with trees.
Light dew to raise huangrong, and the wind to send fangfu.
Dense leaves are heavily shaded, and the bustle surrounds the four houses.
All reds are dedicated, and I am alone.
The former residence has not returned for a long time, and the garden grass is green for whom.
The view is out of the crowd, how to comfort the heart.
It turned out that the girl also had a secret wish for him, and Su Manshu received the poem, was ecstatic, and immediately returned a letter. Since then, the two of them have passed on the book and become more and more affectionate.
However, just when they were intoxicated in love, a missed appointment broke their dreams.
On that day, they met again to swim in the lake, but he did not wait for his sweetheart, but he waited for a heavy rain, and it was cold. It turned out that Shizuko's family objected and would not let her go out. At the same time, Su Manshu's uncle also knew about this matter, and not only whipped Su Manshu, but also went to Shizuko's home to ask for guilt.
Shizuko's parents beat Shizuko in public, and Shizuko was ashamed and angry, and committed suicide by throwing herself into the lake that night, while Su Manshu was heartbroken. The girl who was once pure and beautiful has since become a hazy phantom. This made Su Manshu, who was already sensitive, feel that the red dust was cold, so he went away from the dust and became a monk.
A few years later, he traveled to Sakurayama again, looking at the familiar scenery, but he could no longer see the people he once was, and could only lament that things were not human beings and earthly dreams:
The lone lamp leads to a hazy dream, and the wind and rain are half an hour in the night.
When I come back, the people have gone, who is the one who is picking hibiscus?
02
Su Manshu, who withdrew from the red dust, was not pure in his heart. He was disappointed in the red dust, but he could not escape the spell of love, although he was dressed in robes, he still lingered on the wind and moon, wandering in the Qinglou Pavilion in Jinling City. At this moment, a Qinglou woman named Jin Feng walked into his field of vision.
He wanted to have an unforgettable love affair with her, but he hesitated to get too close. His hesitation made Jin Feng lose confidence, and she quietly left, leaving only a poignant memory, allowing him to recall the hurt over and over again.
Collect the phoenix paper to write acacia, Mo Dao people always do not know.
Sad people are gone all day, and mo worries about their own time.
He wanted to send Acacia out, but he didn't know where to send it, so he had to lick the broken heart over and over again.
03
At the age of twenty-six, Sumanshu again went to Japan to visit his adoptive mother. At a concert, he became acquainted with Hyakusuke, a kite-tuner. A monk who can't see through the red dust, an artist who has experienced vicissitudes, different experiences, similar states of mind, let them gradually get closer.
Zen Heart Ren Ermei was jealous, and the Buddha said that the original resentment was pro.
The rain and smoke returned, and there was no love or hatred with people.
Raw abomination flowers and willows contain smoke, and the East China Sea floats for 020 years.
Confession enjoys the zen air hue, and the pillow on the shore of The Pipa Lake sleeps.
Secretly tasted the dew in the lips of the goddess of heaven, and tried the tear marks several times in the wind.
Day by day, I am old, and there is no such thing as dusk in the lonely window.
This is a poem written by Su Manshu to Baisuke, a love poem, but it is full of absolute love. People unconsciously think of the scene in "Dream of the Red Chamber", between the vast heavens and the earth is the dancing snow, the barefoot Jia Baoyu, stepping on the snow, seemingly joyless and sad, but the heart is a thousand times. Maybe it was the clever and small Dai Yu, maybe it was the dignified and atmospheric Bao Chao, but it was all over the clouds, and he was finally a person who followed the lame monk and walked on his knees.
Su Manshu is also hot in his heart, but he does not dare to face love, and when Hyakusuke approaches him, he can't help but escape. He did not dare to look directly into his heart, and could only blame fate for all this.
Usher Lingbo's muscles are like snow, and he holds the red leaf sophistry inscription.
He also wept mercilessly, hating not meeting without shaving.
Not being able to meet the right person at the right time is the biggest regret in life. But for Sumanshu, no time is the right time. Because he has been entangled all his life, birth and lust, he wants to have, but he does not dare to have. As Mr. Liu Yazi said: "Learning Buddhism and falling in love are the ice charcoal that Manshu fought in his chest throughout his life." ”
04
This war of ice and fire made Su Manshu extremely painful, but there was nowhere to vent. When he couldn't bear it, he cried loudly or sang with his head held high, so he became a madman in people's eyes.
Qi Kuo died and lived a question, and walked in the clouds and flowed water to a lone monk.
Laughing and crying for no reason, even if there is joy, it is like ice.
The lack of childhood affection, the chaotic fire of the untimely world, all made him depressed. He pursued the ethereal spirit of the Buddhist path, but he could not escape the red dust and prosperity, everything was a burden on the camel, and finally he could no longer bear the tipping of a trace of straw. At the age of thirty-five, he completed his red dust solitary journey, leaving behind a sentence of "all sentient beings, no obstacles" and passed away.
He was finally liberated, carefree, and turned into a wisp of smoke. It is only the misery of the lone monk who walks like a cloud and water, which makes posterity sigh; and the madness of laughing and crying for no reason makes people sigh.
He was the most bitter man in the world, dressed in robes and chasing love.