February 10th, a season of warm spring blossoms.
At this time last year, I was supposed to be outside the city of Nanning, Guangxi, to investigate the karst lava landform of Shanglin DalongHu, known as Jia Guilin. Marvel at the exquisite craftsmanship of nature on a mountain and a mountain.
And when this spring came as promised, I had already sat on the bank of the Jinsha River, where the three provinces of Tibet, Yunnan, and Shu met, and the river wind swept the wind and sand, flying in the sky.
Is this what the Song people call "heavenly pure sand"?
The bridge is still there, the flowing water is still there.
I also slowly became a "man of the end of the world".
The poet said that everyone at the end of the world should have a broken intestine. But I never felt "broken intestines", but often felt "hungry"...
Well stop, I'm a foodie 😂 mixed up in the end of the world
Open the map, here is at the top of The Tarla, at the foot of a mountain called Zha Zha Gib, the specific place name is Baka.
Am I sure I didn't make a typo, is this a place name in China? Who am I? Where am I?
Yesterday, the wandering old brother came from Shangri-La, seventy kilometers away, over the mountains and mountains to make a long-distance phone call, and told me a story of the most classic "five scallion cakes" taught by Jesus.
I'm hungrier to hear.
It is said that one day, Christ went to the altar to preach the Fa in the holy city, and the bottom three layers of black pressure sat like ants and countless people who came to listen to the lecture.
After talking for a long time, everyone was hungry. So Jesus asked the audience if anyone had brought food, and if we were all our own people, we should not see each other, and if we had, we would take it out and share it with everyone.
Unfortunately, the people who came to listen to the lecture were all a group of poor people, and after asking around, everyone shook their heads and said that they didn't bring it.
Jesus, as the "Lord" of everyone, could not sit still 😳 at this time. Usually I talk to you endlessly about how beautiful heaven is, how I believe in the "Lord", how happy life will be, I did not expect that today I would be so embarrassed because of this "hungry" problem.
At this moment, a small child stood up from the crowd, and timidly felt five large scallions from 💨 the hem of his oily black hair and placed them in the empty basket in front of Jesus.
Jesus did not eat, but gave the basket to the hungry people below, and whoever ate it was passed on to the next one, and everyone took turns eating.
Who knows, the basket spread a large circle in the crowd, and when it returned to Jesus' basket, in addition to the five green onion cakes that did not move, there was a lot of food, and a basket full of them.
This is written into the Bible. Now, whenever the pastor in the church tells this story to the believers below, he will always say, "This is the Divine Power of the Lord, and if everyone believes in the Lord, as long as they are pious enough, they will be given divine power by the Lord and gain the glory of God..."
The wandering old brother is also a Christian, when he sat down below to listen to the lecture, he always felt that something was wrong, and after that, he rarely went to the lecture, but thought slowly in private.
Finally when he called me, he excitedly told me that he wanted to understand.
This is not at all what is called "divine power."
Rather, a considerable number of those who listened to the lecture at that time did not obey Jesus. They looked at Jesus all day as if he could do anything, well, this time there is a chance, don't you mean that "love" can solve everything? Can you go to heaven if you believe in Jesus? This time everyone is hungry, hum look at you whole!
They want to see jesus jokes.
As a result, a small child came out and took out five scallion cakes, and they all whizzed as they watched the scallions cakes being handed to them. I don't know how long the little kid who was weak and shaky saved these cakes...
They were stunned. No one went to eat the cake, and some people actually hid the food, and at this time they secretly put the food in the basket...
This was realized by the wandering old man himself, so that he did not dare to speak out in the church, otherwise, if Jesus had no divine power, he would be accused of being a "heretic" by the believers and pastors of the same window.
I fully understand the suffering of the wandering brother.
Because I was on The Chicken Foot Mountain, I shouted a sentence that "Down with The Ancestor of Jiaye."
As a result, I was attacked by Buddhists, saying that I had ostomy karma, that I was dead, and that the Buddha was going to send down divine punishment to me.
Why do I say that, because I have seen generations of senior monks on Jizu Mountain, and I have seen countless traces of their efforts on Jizu Mountain.
At Chuanyi Temple, it took decades for one party to knock out a stone stele with thousands of holes. ZunSheng Pagoda, there is a winding mountain road carved out of pure granite, to smash this road, it takes at least five generations of effort. Huayan Temple's Shijie Road, from the first level of chuanyi temple to here, can move a person from childhood to white-haired cang. There are also the stone gates of Cuihe Palace, the large pits and tree holes at the top of Phoenix Peak, the peacocks opposite Tuas Pavilion and a few piles of lonely green mounds...
The tourist slogans on Jizu Mountain all focused on Master Jiaye, and all the pen and ink were used to depict a series of legends, without a single line, which was reserved for these truly bloody and sweaty ancestors.
I arrived at Jizu Mountain, and on the ruins of the sages, there were only piles of ruins and broken walls left, and all the stories I could only guess... No history book has left them with even a stroke...
In fact, Grandmaster Jiaye never came to this Jizu Mountain, and people guarded an illusory "ancestor" and sang praises and virtues...
I have great respect for the true Gaya ancestors in history. But the behavior of those Buddhist disciples or various people later made me have no choice but to shout out this sentence, and I wanted to wake up those who were addicted with a sentence that sounded deaf and even deviant. Even if the Buddha really wants to sin against me, that is my business.
Just like the New Culture Movement, China's prophets shouted the slogan of "Down with Confucius."
In fact, Confucius was the greatest educator on the mainland, so why didn't the prophets know? In fact, it is not Confucius himself who wants to overthrow him, but the guys who pull confucius's flagpole and deceive and imprison people's thoughts.
