blue lotus

24. Xanadu

Sitting with Master Huijue under the old banyan tree on the slope of Miaozi to enjoy the shade, I looked at Tongzi Town across the Crescent River. Naturally, I was not as calm and calm as Master Huijue. There is my home there, and there, I am sending one away because The undead who died of drug addiction.Innocent Kang Bo, desire always entrenched in the hearts of those weak-tempered people, devouring all the good things in life, and then, leaving a stinky skin, returning to the country.

If grandma left when I missed her, then Kang Bo's departure became an inexplicable hatred in my heart, for this town, for Mayor Wang, and for my father.When it comes to my dad, I still feel sad in my heart, because it is my dad, because of family affection, I can't cross the barrier in my heart.

In the evening, Master He Huijue had a fast meal, burned incense in front of the Buddha, and prayed. He leaned on the stone railing by the courtyard and looked at the pool of blue lotus flowers at night. The round moon cast its shadow on the In the water, gently rippling, carefree.My heart has also become as if it has been transformed, clear and clear, and only here can I obtain spiritual peace.

"There will be no strangers in the temple. Go down and take a bath." Master Huijue was standing next to me. By candlelight, I saw that he was like a Buddha, tall and straight, with eyes full of love and compassion.

"I'm alone? Don't dare." I'm telling the truth, after all, this is a sacred place of Buddhism, and I'm just a person with six unclean senses.

"Then, I will accompany you. Amitabha, let's go."

Where is it taking a bath? It is clearly being baptized in front of the Buddha. I really don't know what Master Huijue thinks when he soaks in this lotus pond every night.A blue lotus flower is so close to me, I hardly dare to touch it, the water drops roll on its round leaves, such a clean life, blooming without any dust, every petal seems to be towards me Telling, it seems that there is nothing to say, it just exists in the water, and I perceive its existence through the eyes of the Buddha, or I am not in the water, but I just met it in a dream, or I am also It, a blue lotus flower, blooms in Master Huijue’s temple, accompany him, listen to his daily chanting and prayers, watch him burn incense three times before the Buddha every day, worship devoutly, and watch his gaze fall on me, fall on me Every one of my bright blue petals seems to be telling me, but it seems to be saying nothing. ． ． ． ． ．

"Master." I called him softly, admiring his vast and boundless chest, arms like mountains, eyes as far away as the sky, and palms full of vitality like a forest, "Master, please leave me, let I am open in your heart." Yes, I am a blue lotus, a blue lotus blooming peacefully in his courtyard pool, with bright dewdrops in my eyes, smiling peacefully at him.

"Are you crying?" The master took the dewdrops from my eyes and put them into his high sky, "Don't cry, tears are salty, and there are fish in the water, and they will be sad if they taste your tears." I smiled gently, that smile is fraternity, the world, and my destination in this life, "From the first time I saw you, you have been open in my heart." The master always said this, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked Looking at each of my clean and quiet petals, so light, so light, my heart turned into white clouds with his palm, floating in his sky, I am free, flying freely in the blue sky, in the boundless master Fly in the world. ． ． ． ． ．

It was really like a dream, that is, back to school, lying on Uncle Jun's bed, I am still recalling that beautiful dream.

Uncle Jun didn't come back until about ten o'clock in the evening. When he came back, I was already asleep.Because I didn't want that dream to pass away, I kept my eyes closed, reminiscing about every feeling in the dream, the feeling of my heart turning into a lotus. ． ． ． ． ．When I really woke up, it was the morning of the next day. Uncle Jun was probably exhausted from helping yesterday, and he was sleeping soundly at this time. I didn’t have the nerve to wake him up, so I took his arm around me, got dressed and got up, Make breakfast and clean the house.Uncle Jun is a very clean person. He spends at least half an hour mopping the floor and cleaning the table every day. Even though people can be seen on the floor tiles, he has to mop it again before he is satisfied.

When Uncle Jun woke up, it was already nine o'clock in the morning. When he saw the house I was cleaning, he was very happy, "The sun came out from the west today? So diligent."

I didn't pick up his words, "Are you still going to town today? After the funeral?"

He frowned, "It's early in the morning, don't mention this annoying thing. Where do you want to go to play today? Uncle will accompany you."

"Okay, let's go boating." I said happily.

"Success. I didn't accompany you yesterday, so I will make up for it today." Uncle Jun agreed readily.He didn't say a word about my visit to Changshou Temple yesterday, which made me feel relieved.

Our boat was floating on the clear and bright Crescent River. Uncle Jun stood at the stern and poled. I sat on the bow and picked a large hug of lotus. The water shone brilliantly, and there was a thin layer of mist floating on the river surface. Dispersing like smoke, like entering a fairyland.

Like a kingfisher, I happily splashed water around me. I raised my head and couldn't help looking towards Miaozipo. I happened to see Master Huijue standing there, like a Buddha statue, silently watching under the tall banyan tree. with me.