Enlightenment

Sakyamuni said: The Crazy Heart suddenly rests, and the rest is bodhi. I have never understood the Zen contained in it. Since when did the human mind begin to be polluted to different degrees in the world, and do something that you don’t want to do and shouldn’t do against your will? Now I am sitting in my spare time, and I can think about this question seriously. Maybe I can find the answer from the sentence of the shankeng Sutra. On the top of Shaohe mountain which can overlook the whole city of Luzhou and occupy thousands of miles of Yangtze River, there is a township junior high school named Shawan Middle School, which is now the branch school of Jiangyang vocational high school in Luzhou city. In the 1960 s and 1970 s, I used to plough and manage gardens there for more than ten years, which was the starting point of my career. Recently, I went back for a trip. Although things are different from people, there are many famous sentences in the Book of Songs. I felt like Yang Liuyi. I still remember that I got up very early every morning at that time, stretching my waist and limbs with the music of broadcast gymnastics, and I had both artistic conception and mood when I was dancing. Because the flowers picked all come from rough and simple; Poverty and poetic ridges and buildings, this kind of spiritual life is a kind of enjoyment of life. Since I was tied to the chariot of the college entrance examination in the late 1970 s, the noise of wheels rolling on the ground and the cruel sword seeing blood never gave me a moment of peace. More than 40 years ago, I came here with a double paddle and a boat of life, starting my teaching career. But this is definitely not what I am willing to do. The wind of being left-right and real-right blocked me out of the university gate unkindly, and the dream of being a translator went away with this wind. At the beginning of Shawan Middle School, the classroom was reconstructed with two big pig pens. The floor was made up of irregular flagstones. The green tile roof spread along the top beam to both sides was long on one side and short on the other side, the longer side is the pig activity area, while the shorter side is the breeder’s work area. The short eaves on the other side of the long roof will collide with the top of the head if you don’t pay attention to it. People who build houses never expect that before it is put into use, it will become the highest institution on this barren land and a treasure land for cultivating flowers that can dress up the future for this land. These two classrooms have already gone to an ancient age with the changes of the times. Three of our seven school founders have also gone into another world like these two classrooms, which makes people sigh deeply. There are only those longan trees with old appearance. Although the annual rings have been added dozens of circles and the bark has been slightly old and mottled, the branches are still so vigorous and energetic, and the generous leaves are still evergreen in all seasons. Every year after the White Dew, they hang a string of longan which makes people think that they will secrete saliva, because the natural sweetness of longan really makes people droopy. Today, when it touches the scene, I can’t help chanting Chairman Mao’s famous sentence: Don’t Dream vaguely curse the dead Sichuan, 32 years ago. I heard that people’s footprints would leave traces on the way they passed. I wandered around those longan trees for a few times. How could I find nothing after searching for a long time? I finally realized a truth: you shouldn’t have taken this road. You have been allowed to step over thousands of rivers and mountains, and you have gained a lot. You are just a hurried passer in the world of mortals, your attachment to the past is just a kind of unrequited love. Memoirs are all written by great men. We should not leave something for future generations by ourselves. Although I was a little lucky in Shawan middle school to live through the era of class struggle, in fact, I was always in a heavy mood in those years, especially in the unprecedented revolution that lasted for ten years. Could I just accompany these two shabby classrooms through my whole life? I always feel that the surroundings are dark and there is no light. A high school graduate who was just over 20 years old was turned into a reactionary academic authority there, which made people laugh and cry. The overwhelming big-character posters and endless criticism and self-criticism have touched the bottom line of my fragile psychology. I often sit under the longan tree at the door of the dormitory and think about many serious problems in life, such as hate and love, death and life. I once resented the injustice of heaven and didn’t let me enter the common people’s home; I once blamed my parents for not seeing clearly the declining trend of Kuomintang. I had thought about the last day when Emperor Chongzhen of the late Ming Dynasty was deeply hurt in the Coal Mountain, and the moment those concubines were driven by eunuchs to the stool under their feet, once a flash of thought almost became a body with lost soul hanging on the thick branch in a dark night. The canteen of the school is still near the playground of the school which is the size of a basketball court. A blackboard at the door is full of crooked chalk characters that can be seen clearly with a little effort. That is the menu, looking at it, I seem to return to more than 40 years ago. Every spring famine, the students’ vegetable-colored faces were shaking in front of my eyes. The children brought a few poor grains of rice and a small ceramic rice jar to steam a lunch at school. However, they didn’t eat delicious lunch, but drank rice soup which could reflect the figure. My colleagues and I often put our monthly ration into their rice VAT quietly with tears in our hands; There are also students who stroke down immature beans all the way to school, peas and rice are steamed together to satisfy the hunger, but that is all owned by the production team, if…… These things that can make people cry over their faces have become vivid materials for me to educate students now for many years. The wooden plow of the years unwittingly crossed 47 years in this rice field with a loyal old cow. The world has changed, and my heart is still the same. The confidence I carried and the love for this land I carried are the same as those years, but my steps are more steadfast and steady. I knew it was here that made me take the first step in my life and career, and this kind of tiredness couldn’t be relieved all the time. So when I was free, I traveled again with my insiders and children. With the halo of a special-grade teacher, I had the illusion of returning home in a beautiful way. Whether they like it or not, I will pour out those memories that cannot be sealed. She said I am Xianglin sister-in-law and asked me jokingly: where is your a Mao? Call it out to show us. I disdain to fight back and laugh it off. I just want to come here to absorb spiritual calcium tablets, strengthen my muscles and bones, so as to spend the rest of my life in the sunset. Many colleagues admire me for reciting the good song at the beginning of Cao Xueqin’s masterpiece A Dream of Red Mansions, Good is good, good is good, the vicissitudes of life and changes, time wasted, people’s ulterior motives, Karma, family ethics said so Lash, in fact, I prefer the interpretation of the character Zhen Shiyin in Cao Xueqin’s borrowing books: the shabby room was empty, and the bed was full of wats in those years; The withered grass and withered Yang were once a singing and dancing field……, it is such a literary talent that is very impressive. In my whole life, I can figure it out. But life is a thick book, and sometimes you have to admit the philosophy contained in the words of Jia Yucun when The zhen shi disappeared. I should also take a break and reflect on many places that have not been fully understood. On that day, I went to Tianxian cave for a visit and talked casually with several female teachers who took hair and practice there. They run a teahouse and a hotel named qingshanju there in the daytime, and go to a nearby temple to chant scriptures and worship Buddha at night, meditation and meditation. So I stirred up some long-cherished wishes in my heart. I have made an appointment with these Buddhist believers who live in Qingshan Mountain in Tianxian Cave. If one day I suddenly wake up and feel that the fate is over, I will definitely go back to the elegant residence wall built by chiseling the wall, see clearly, get rid of the pollution in my heart, and have a spiritual conversation with Shakyamuni at the night when the mountain wind is blowing and Lin Tao bursts. The bitter sea is boundless. Looking back is the shore. Maybe there will be my final destination. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. 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