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Dao can be Dao, non-Heng Dao also; the name can be named also, not Heng Name also.
One
Lao Tzu wrote the Sutra and sat down to drink water.
Guan Ling Yin Xi brought him a few pomegranates.
Lao Tzu broke open one, waved his hand, and pointed to the bottom of his beard:
"Can't eat... This tooth, the speech is leaking. ”
Guan Ling Yin Xi spread out a sitting blanket and sat down next to Lao Tzu:
"Lord, from now on, shall I call you teacher?" I also took a road number myself, called Guan Yinzi, okay? ”
Lao Tzu laughs:
"Hi adult, you like it."
Two
Guan Yinzi asked:
"Dao ke Dao also, non-Heng Dao also." How to solve this sentence? Teacher..."
Lao Tzu said:
"The Constant, the Eternal."
Oh, the way of the day also.
The sun walks in the sky, but not in the earth; one up and one down is called a day.
Taking the day as the yardstick, it is generalized, there are months and years; shrinking and micro, sometimes engraving.
All things are in flux, but the sun, always rising and setting, patrolling the heavens and the earth, like the one-eyed god; under its scrutiny, all the struggles on earth are so... Trifling. ”
Three
Under the city pass, there are people from outside the city, driving cattle and horses, and flocking to and from each other.
The autumn grass in the sky was yellow and white, lining the cattle and horses like ink spots thrown off on the silk veil.
Lao Tzu pointed to the array of geese above the sky and said:
"Birds have bird paths, above the blue sky, are there any traces?"
Wild horses have horse paths, and under the fading grass, will the hoof prints survive?
But they all know what to do, right? ”
Guan Yinzi wondered:
"You old mean, the Word can't be seen?" Is the invisible "Hengdao"? Not necessarily, right? ”
Four
Lao Tzu shook his head:
"Hundreds of years ago, the father of the ancient gong and his father took the lead in moving to Zhouyuan under the Qishan Mountains, and the road through it was the Tao;
And to the king of Wu, gather the kingdoms of the world, cut down the merchants in the makino, set up a well field and collect the world, the road through, is also the way.
Kong Qiu nianzi's "way to seek the king", which one did he ask for? ”
Guan Yinzi said:
"Are you saying that the Word is changeable?" Confucius should not be conformist? ”
Five
Lao Tzu plucked two pomegranate seeds and held them in his palm:
"This thing..."
Guan Yinzi was a little embarrassed:
"I'll get you some dates..."
Lao Tzu shook his head and said:
"I can't chew dates... I mean, I haven't seen this stuff. ”
"This is from the West, Pomegranate."
"Vomit, pomegranate, haven't seen it, haven't heard of it.
The ordinary things of the Gentiles are rare here, right? ...... The Tao is also such a thing. ”
If Guan Yinzi has gained:
"Is the teacher saying that the Word is far away?" Isn't there a fairy square on the sea? ”
Six
"Did I say anything?"
The Tao can be invisible, the Tao can be flexible, and the Tao can gradually become grand and different because of the vastness of the territory.
But these so-called ways, under the sun, are nothing new. ”
Lao Tzu dipped his index finger in the water and drew several lines on the bluestone slab:
"They're like this little bit of water, under the sun, for a while there's no trace."
All that you and I can perceive will be finished sooner or later; those things that you and I have not yet perceived are also busy with life and death. ”
Seven
Guan Yinzi was a little anxious:
"There has to be an immortal, right?" The sun? ”
"I don't know what immortality is.
The sun? I'm just giving it a chestnut, and sooner or later it's going to end. ”
Guan Yinzi was confused:
"Why?"
"Just because everyone knows about it, it will be finished sooner or later, and this thing is really a foregone conclusion."
Guan Yinzi was anxious:
"That... You also said that in addition to the sun..."
Lao Tzu stood up:
"Even what seems to us to be immutable will be finished sooner or later, let alone those Dao Children under the sun?"
What people call the "Tao" is something that can be relied upon, a path that can be followed.
A big tree with a hive on it, ants climbing up the edge and grabbing the sweet syrup, the former going and the latter, endlessly.
From the roots to the trunk, from the trunk to the branches, the way to pick up the honey is the way.
But the branches will break, the trunks will decay, the roots will rot; when the body dies and disappears, what branches can the ants rely on? ”
Guan Yinzi still wanted to ask what could be immortal, and Lao Tzu waved his hand.
Guan Yinzi asked:
"Teacher, don't you want to say it?" What's the secret here? ”
"I don't want to say it.
But it's not because of the secret - too much water to drink, I can't solve it on this city gate tower, right? ”
Eight
Lao Tzu came back, a little breathless:
"Hi, where can't you talk?" Do we have to climb up to this city gate tower? ”
"In this way, I don't feel that I have neglected you old..."
Saying, he ordered the man to put on a dim sum and a large stack of pepper cakes:
"This is called naan, teacher, and it is also a rare diet for the people of the Western Regions." Disciples don't dare to be alone, and they specially honor your old man's home..."
Lao Tzu took a detailed look.
A pie the size of a face, printed with a pattern and sticking sesame seeds; it was broken in half, and the cake residue splashed and burst into the beard.
Lao Tzu shook off his white beard, and half a piece of bread was thrown to the ground without paying attention, and there was the sound of gold and stone:
"Hey, speaking of immortality, your pie is estimated to be immortal." Sacrifice the old decay with immortality, you can also be regarded as having a heart! ”
Guan Yinzi did not hear the sound of guns in his words:
"This bun was originally the dry food for the merchants of the Western Regions to save their lives, using oil and salt with spices, pestles and mortars to beat, yellow sand storm roasting, so strong as bricks and stones, and so idle can not be decayed, I heard that it can be put for decades!"
...... Each bakery is printed with its own pattern, which cannot be confused. In the desert, it is still hard currency, which can be used as gold and silver.
In order not to be confused, the merchant who buys it must engrave his name on the cake... Look at your bread, Abdu, Maganyen, Sarah khan, PaSikkim, Gergu, has changed hands five times, rare! ”
Lao Tzu's heart was racing, and his face was cloudy and uncertain.
Unconsciously, Guan Yinzi said:
"You try this exotic flavor first...
The name can be named, the non-permanent name is also, what is the solution? ”
Lao Tzu was depressed and muttered:
"What's the explanation? I decided not to reconcile with you..."
Nine
Guan Yinzi did not hear clearly:
"Huh? what? ”
Lao Tzu played with the cake and was eager to put it out of the pulp:
"The name, this thing, is not as deep as the Tao; but it is more difficult to understand than it.
Not because of anything else, but because everyone thinks they can understand. ”
"Teacher, I think you only understand it in your old man's house."
"Name, what is it?"
Hey, you're Guan Lingyin, your real name is Xi, you name yourself Guan Yinzi; but in the hereafter, after you become famous, some people will call you Wen Shi Zhenren, and more people will call you Yin Xi by false rumors; therefore, the names are different, and the person you refer to, you feel..."
Guan Yinzi didn't get the gist, and he was ecstatic:
"Teacher, you said I would be famous in the future!"
Lao Tzu ignored him:
"Many to one, so, the name is not a permanent name?"
Guan Yinzi pressed the excitement and followed Lao Tzu's train of thought:
"Teacher, I understand this, a thing has many names, so the name is not a permanent name, right?"
Lao Tzu kneaded a handful of cake fiercely, fluttering the noodles:
"You know a bun!" The above explanation is wrong! ”
"Huh?"
Ten
Lao Tzu's fingers, the back of the bearded bread, are engraved with several strings of exotic characters:
"This... Is it a name? ”
"That's right, teacher.
The disciples are rough and clear, and these are indeed the names of the Hu people, Abudu, Maganyen, Sarakhan, Andikin..."
Lao Tzu's long fingernails, pointing to one of the characters, asked:
"That... What does this mean? ”
Guan Yinzi was a little confused:
"Is Ma Gan also slave?" Does it mean... Represents that this cake was once made by Maganyyano? ”
Lao Tzu laughed:
That's right, the name, which means "possession," oath of ownership.
The "name" person, "ming"; the inscription is the word that will be attached to the future generations.
The "inscription", that is, the "famous text", is imprinted on the cattle and horses, and the marks are engraved on the rocks and trees, just to prove one thing - this is mine.
There is a word, "penniless", that describes people's abject poverty? That's right.
He has not carved a single mark in the heavens and the earth, isn't he poor?
But "penniless" also has a meaning, representing the beginning of this world: clean, without a trace of a knife and axe, naturally.
The world itself is nameless, it is a borderland, just like the state of this pie when it was first baked:
Fragrant, crunchy..."
Eleven
Lao Tzu's fingernails cut and cut down the hu characters, leaving a few white stubble:
"Look... That's probably how the origin of the world is.
All possession in the name of the text is unreliable, the power will change hands, and the words will be lost.
As the saying goes, the name can be named, not the permanent name.
Guan Yinzi was a little anxious, pointing to the crisscrossing patterns on the hu cake:
"But... Teacher, this pattern? ”
Lao Tzu looked at him approvingly:
"Eh... Okay, you?
The Tao is nameless, indivisible, inexorable, just like flour, where there is no difference, nowhere uneven, no place to carve, the so-called one-man name.
It is useless and cannot be eaten... It has to be beaten into a pie.
The universe of heaven and earth is this pie.
Bread comes from flour, from formless and nameless to tangible and famous.
When the cake comes out of the oven, it has a shape and a pattern, which are "names".
The so-called "self-fame is proud", (the word "smug" is wrong, false rumors), fame and all things are born, with fame, the world has meaning.
The sky is clear and the earth is turbid, and the heavens and the earth are self-proclaimed.
Only when there is a name can there be a point, and only when there is a point can there be all things.
Name, that's how the word came from. ”
twelve
"Teacher, isn't the name of heaven and earth the name of eternal name?"
The teacher picked up the cake and threw it on the ground, and then used his foot to step on the friction between the front and back and left and right.
After tossing and turning for a while, he picked up two pieces of broken cake and handed them to Guan Yinzi to see:
"Don't say, it's really porcelain... You see? ”
Guan Yinzi was frightened by the old man's crazy demon behavior.
When I took a look at it, the cake was no longer like the cake, and the pattern on it had been worn off.
He suddenly felt great joy and was full of power:
"Teacher, I see, you mean...
The shape is gone, the pattern is gone!
Sure enough, the name of heaven and earth is not a permanent name... As long as there is enough power, it is possible to destroy the world and the earth? ”
Lao Tzu's white beard was blown up:
"Hi, I mean...
Isn't your pie a little hard?
I used my hands and feet together to toss it like this, do you think I can chew it? yes?
Seeing that it is the middle of the day and there is no food after noon, are you going to starve me to death?
Hurry, boil the bowl of porridge, come two steamed buns! ”
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