Song of Adolescence

Thirty miles outside Tianqi City, Fanruo Temple.

There is a lotus flower in the temple, which suddenly bloomed in the first snow.

The old monk sitting in the meditation hall continued to meditate for nine days, and on this day, he finally opened his eyes. He opened the door, approached the courtyard, looked at the suddenly blooming lotus flower, and whispered the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."

"If you look at the lotus, you should know that you don't get your mind. Master, you must have entered concentration, enlightened, and the Bodhisattva will bring this winter lotus to bloom!" A little novice ran over happily and said cheerfully.

The old monk sighed, and scratched the head of the little novice monk: "Do not talk nonsense, what do you know. Xia Luofeixue, winter blooming white lotus, all things that go against the time in the world, there will be no good omen. These few days, When I enter Dhamma, will there be visitors in the temple?"

"Yes, there is a monk. But he looks so good-looking, I feel like a nun. But when I asked, he took him over and beat me. Master, you want to be the master for me." The little novice monk muttered. I thought it was because I was bullied a lot in the past few days.

"Go down and invite that guest here." The old monk sighed.

The little novice monk agreed, but quietly retreated, but as soon as he went out, he saw the beautiful monk in white walking by him. The monk in white also scratched the little bald head of the little novice monk: "Little bald man, did you sue me?"

The little novice monk blushed, and ran off with a bitter "pooh".

The old monk sighed, "You are also a suzerain now, how come you are like a child."

"Uncle Wangshou, I have few elders in the world. When you are here, don't let me relax a little." The monk in white is naturally like today's Sovereign of Outer Heaven, Ye Anshi, and a disciple of Zen Master Wangyou in Hanshan Temple. Wuxin, and the old monk in front of him said that Buddhism in Beili can be regarded as a heavyweight. Zen Master Huixiu forgets sorrow, is also a Buddhist master who once sat with the Western Regions master to discuss the Taoism, winning seven people in a row, and even talked to the national teacher Qi Tianchen with a smile for three days, praising each other as a generation of masters, and publicizing the world's Buddhist and Taoism disputes. No victory or defeat. So even if Beili no longer respects Taoism, Emperor Mingde still visits Fanruo Temple once a year to listen to the teachings of this Zen Master Huixiu.

Zen Master Wang Chou smiled: "If you really came to visit the elders, I won't come out now, the old monk."

"Really, the uncle knew that I was here, so I thought I was here to see this lotus." Wuxin looked at the lotus, for some reason, there was a faint familiarity in his heart.

Zen Master Wang Chou did not deny: "I did feel this lotus flower, something strange."

"Who planted this lotus?" Wuxin asked.

"A dozen years ago, a severely injured couple fled to this Fanruo Temple. The man died that night, and the remaining woman was also severely injured. She died shortly afterwards and managed to survive with her last breath. I asked if I could save her, but I only looked at it and knew that she would not live long, but I couldn’t bear to tell her, so I asked her if there was anyone in the world who was concerned. She said that she still had a child in her hometown, but Lonely and helpless, unattended. She also said that there is a lotus in the child's name. I asked her to plant a lotus in this courtyard. The lotus is the purest and purest flower in the world. Although it is thousands of miles apart, It can still protect her child from the silt, clean and refined." Forgotten, remembering the past, said slowly.

"That couple are from Tang Sect?" Wuxin asked suddenly.

Forgets worry for a moment: "Senior Nephew is really supernatural, and he even knows this?"

Wuxin smiled: "I just met a person whose name also has the word lotus. It is very similar to what Shishu said. However, planting a lotus thousands of miles away can protect the children. Even if Fanruo Temple is a Buddha Home holy land, but this is too illusory."

"Just for peace of mind. When the woman dies, planting this lotus flower is better than doing nothing." Wangshou sighed, "Just leave a thought."

"But this day, why did the lotus flower suddenly open?" Wuxin frowned slightly.

Wangshou shook his head: "Snowfall in summer, lotus blossoms in winter, things that go against the time, although fantasy, eventually violate the rules of the world, it is not a good thing."

As soon as Master Wang Chou's words fell, the extremely prosperous lotus flower suddenly withered.

The flowers and leaves suddenly turned into dust and dissipated in the pool.

"This!" Wuxin said in shock.

Wangshou sighed and whispered the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."

"What's going on?" Wuxin looked at Wangshou eagerly, but Wangshou just shook his head and said Wuxin anxiously, "Could it be that what happened to him?"

"In the middle of the day, you will lose, and when the moon is full, you will lose." Wangshou's expression suddenly changed, and he said to Wuxin, "You also need to remember this sentence. Come on, why are you here for Apocalypse?" "

"For the past."

"The past is gone, why be persistent?"

"I don't know the past, how can we talk about the future? If the past can be forgotten, then what is now, why not the past tomorrow? Everything in the world is the past, I may be all, ignore, no, ignore, do not ask?"

"Good Jifeng! That's how Wangyou taught you?" Wanghou shouted angrily.

"Master didn't teach me to recite the scriptures or the great roads, but only taught me to follow my own heart. If my heart is not good, how can I help others? If my heart is not saved, how can I save others?" Wuxin looked at Wangshou with awe-inspiring eyes.

Wang Chou sighed: "You are right. If your heart is not good, how can you follow others? If your heart is not, how can you save others? You want to follow your own heart, save your heart, but things in the world, your things, Is it really just you alone?"

Unintentionally shook his head: "But everyone has to give himself an answer to what he has done."

"Not everything has an answer, and not everything requires an answer." Wangshou pointed to the lotus that turned to dust in the pool, "If the obsession is too strong, it will burn myself to death."

"I met him a few times, and it's half a friend. He saved me, and I saved him. I don't know what happened, but I know that even if he died, he never regretted it." Wuxin Shen Soundtrack.

Wangshou waved his sleeves and pointed to the direction of Apocalypse City: "I don't regret it, the road is there, let's go."

"Uncle Master!" Wuxin knelt down suddenly.

"You came here because you wanted to tell me that you are going, I've stopped you. Although you didn't succeed, at least please be at ease." Wangshou looked down at Wuxin, "Really?"

Wuxin didn't raise his head, but still knelt there.

"Let's go." Wangchou sighed, "But Mo looked down on Master Uncle. It's just that you are a teacher nephew, and you are destined to feel uneasy.