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The Golden Donkey
Text/Shu Feilian
The mountains and trees hide no way out, and the moon stars are rare and another journey. An hour later, just when Zhang Shu and the wild donkey began to wonder whether the Wild Gourd Temple existed, the mountain road under their feet turned, and there was nothing in front of them, and they actually stretched out a narrow turtle board bridge from the mountainside and went to the opposite mountain, the moonlight on the bridge was like frost, the bridge head was horizontally out of the wooden pillar, and there were hidden words on the pillar, Zhang Shu stepped forward, and checked by the moonlight, and someone on it used the knife of the flowing cloth to carve the axe-like calligraphy of fei lian, twisting and writing a poem:
Pedestrians on the Acacia Bridge tear, Acacia Bridge under the Gourd Temple.
It turned out that this bridge was called the Acacia Bridge. Under the bridge, the deep ravines, the wide valleys, the stream rushing, the roaring sound, the edge of the stream, the cangcang vine trees, faintly see the biwa cornices, the lights are like beans, I think it is the head of this person and a donkey tonight, the wild gourd temple recommended by Zhao Wenshao, the hidden hero of Yunmeng.
The bright moon has risen above the middle sky, reflecting the peaks of Dabie Mountain like a glass world. New trees are just beginning to form, spring grass is away, and rhododendrons are like dark fires, making the air fresh and beautiful. Zhang Shu led the donkey to the Acacia Bridge, down to the deep ravine, with a vast starry sky above his head, feeling that the universe was so deep and wide, incredible, and full of miracles, and his little talent, plus a wild donkey, was so insignificant and insignificant. He remembered the famous poem of Lord Kant, the head of the Hanlin Academy:
The virtue of the universe, the law of mankind,
Arch to the stars, bright to the top.
This poem is similar to the famous sentence in cao mengde's "Guancang Sea" of the former dynasty:
To the east, it is bordered by Jieshi to view the sea.
The water is thick and the mountain islands are standing.
Trees are overgrown and grassy.
The autumn wind is cold, and the flood waves are rising.
The journey of the sun and the moon, if out of it.
The stars are brilliant, if out of it.
Luckily, even! The song is sung in chants.
The two famous poems just shine, like a stream of water pouring into Zhang Shu's heart, so that this little Xiucai, who has not seen much of the world, is ecstatic in his heart, dancing with his hands, he reads these verses out and listens to the wild donkey, but the wild donkey is chivalrous, but there is no poetry, just worried that the bridge board is wet by the night dew, slippery and slippery, if you accidentally lose your foot, you will become a thousand ancient hatreds, fall to the side of the Acacia Creek, let the wild dogs: east of the creek, to nibble on the donkey meat.
Zhang Shu also remembered the previous adventures, the old demon of Yunmeng, the Dabie Sorrowful Fox and the Junshan bandits, whose behavior was also quite similar to that of a hermit named Dante of this dynasty, who sang in his famous poem "Divine Comedy":
Sorrow and joy in middle age, sorrow and joy intersect.
Lush forest, the brilliance of the stars and the moon.
Drowned in pleasure, the leopard roared like thunder.
Fall into the wild, like sleeping with a lion.
Coveting other things is like a wolf like a fox.
Gentlemen work hard and cut through thorns.
The heart of the golden stone is free!
It is said that life will be like tonight, tempted by leopards, lions and wolves, as if to get lost in the dark forest. He Zhang Shu and the wild donkey did not fall into the Dragon Palace, Guiyun Cave and Great Compassion Cave, and had the opportunity to come to this Wild Gourd Temple.
The Wild Gourd Temple is close at hand, but how can it go down? Zhang Shu looked at the starry sky, thought about the universe, and after flashing countless celebrities and famous poems in his head, he frowned again. The mountain is like an axe, there is no way to reach, even if there is a small road down, this wild donkey may not dare to try. Although Zhang Shu can jump off the Banqiao, try his Kaifeng Light Gong and Guancang Hai Internal Force, this donkey jumps down, and it will definitely become a pile of donkey sauce.
……
Hearing the noise, the old monk turned his face, and when he opened his eyes, his eyeballs were white, like two skinned quail eggs. Alas, it was a blind monk. The little turning bell whispered, "I am the little turning bell of the colorless temple, my master's name is Huineng, and the famous vegetarian chef in the jianghu is also quite capable of fighting." Old monk, are you the abbot, and tonight, as a bhikkhuni, I'm going to hang up an order at your broken gourd temple. ”
The blind monk's face showed a strange smile. In any case, the blind man's smile, like the stars of the day, was always odd. The old monk said, "This is the Wild Gourd Temple, not the Broken Gourd Temple, according to legend, Guanyin Bodhisattva once came to Dongting Lake, went to the Dabie Mountain, stayed in the mountain, missed the head, and pulled down a wild gourd from the vine by the stream, which changed into this pile of small temples, and that night also hung a list in this small temple."
This yard, a small half in front of the gourd, and a large part in the back, is the place where the old man cultivates the field and meditates. It is the abbot in this small temple, whose name is called Empty Mountain. I was lucky, I had eaten your master's vegetarian seat, and now that I think about it, I can't stop my own saliva from ticking. ”
"Oh." The little bell moved his ass all over the futon and made a zazen posture that had been trained by Master Huineng Taiqian, "There is no one in the empty mountain, but I hear the birds." No wonder you later became a blind monk, the guy who wrote this poem is so hateful, he cursed you. Who are these guys? They called me like this and told me how to sleep at night, and I was a nun again, and I spent the night in a small temple with a bunch of old masters, and passed it out, and I had to change my name to Little Yanni. ”
The empty face of the abbot of the empty mountain jumped out of the daytime star bucket, and he said: "Today, in this wild gourd temple, but after experiencing an earth-shattering event in their rivers and lakes, it is no exaggeration to say that this wild gourd has become the storm eye of the rivers and lakes."
Tonight the little monk invited eight guests, and the ones who were competing in the courtyard were the head of the Heavenly Lower Xiaxia, the Sword of the Wind and Moon, and the other was Husserl, the phenomenological master from the Western Regions, and several of them sat under the corridor, starting with xue Buyuan, the great trick god who had rushed from the capital, one was the wooden swordsman who was the head of Wudang Mountain, and the other was Heidegger, the apprentice of Husserl. Poor monks and I, studying Buddhism is not the first in the world, and no one in the world dares to be the first in martial arts except me.
Your little poor nun in the cave court is the sixth guest I invited. The seventh is Zhao Wenshao, the hidden hero of Yunmeng, and the eighth will be the righteous son of Zhao Daxia, who will soon sensationalize Zhang Zhuangyuan in the capital. These two were walking on the mountain road, and presumably the time for the sun to go down the mountain was coming. ”
The little bell pouted, "I didn't invite you, I hit me myself." You are a monk, and you must not speak falsely. ”
The empty mountain said, "It is better to choose a day than to hit the sun, and the three stones say karma, which you little poor nun can understand." In a few moments, when the moon rises, more remarkable people will bump into it. And you wait and see. It's just that this Young Man's conceited Heavenly Descendant's class, the disciple of the old man of Qiushui, has not taken down that Husserl for a long time, which really makes the old monk and me depressed. ”
The little bell rang and said, Old monk, you made a bunch of people run to this place where the birds don't, what exactly did they come for, what did they do, you don't let the little poor ni I cloud the mountains and foggy water. ”
The empty mountain said: "The avenue is like a blue sky, there are only two people, one for the name, one for the benefit." They came for the dragon slayer knife, and naturally they went for the dragon slayer knife. ”
Xiao Ling's eyes widened in surprise: "There is a dragon slaying knife in this world?" Then I am still Huang Rong and Guo Xiang, are you also poisoned by that person named Jin Yong? That guy can't pass the entrance examination, to help the workshop to make up martial arts stories, has deceived a bunch of people, could it be that you, in the wild gourd temple, have also been sold into the "Complete Works of Jin Yong" and failed, and the pure land of the Buddhist gate has become a jianghu dojo. Amitabha. ”
(This article is selected from "Nguyen Tu Ji")
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