Original article about Mount Putuo: The Story of Mount Putuo

? South China Sea? Vast, misty, mountains, trees, stones, pavilions, towers, Antang, Zen temples and temples; Sanskrit sounds like ti

Original article about Mount Putuo: The Story of Mount Putuo

? South China Sea? Vast, misty, mountains, trees, stones, pavilions, towers, Antang, Zen temples and temples; Sanskrit sounds like tides, tidal eruptions and thunderous sounds, roaming over cliffs, cliffs, rocks, caves, the earth, the heart and beaches. This is the birth of emotion endowed by the sea, and this is the glory of life contained in religion. Mount Putuo, which is a gradually opening visual feast, can put all the surprises and praises of the scenery in your heart! It can accommodate all your sincere conversion and worship of Buddhism!

Mount Putuo in April is the spiritual exchange between pilgrims and Sanskrit, and the wings of travelers and seagulls. The vastness here is worth overlooking, the solemnity here can help you bow down, and the sacredness here is enough for you to convert.

The vast Mount Putuo, walking here, seems to finally open itself slowly. An island, a sea, a Buddhist country, let heaven and earth face each other across the sea. Let all sentient beings come one after another, let me get used to mediocrity and despair, and finally have the joy and comfort of being saved and entrusted. I also arrived and found my heart.

Mount Putuo? Haitian Buddha country? ,? Four Buddhists? One of the famous mountains has long been famous. Let people who have never been to marvel, as if missing this scene made life worse. When those beautiful pictures and words are pushed to the front by the media, picture books and tourists, you will involuntarily admire and be fascinated, as if every picture will give birth to wings and fly with your expectations and wishes.

In the spacious parking lot of Zhujiajian Island Island, I saw that it said? The other shore? Two-word pier, the pier building is unique, and the building next to it, like Potala Palace, is magnificent and breathtaking! Zhujiajian Island Island is a national AAAA-level scenic tourist area, facing Putuo Mountain across the sea, and is famous for its golden sands and clear waters.

And then what? The other shore? The word "Putuo Mountain" seems to be the trademark of Putuo Mountain stuck on the lintel of Zhujiajian Island Island pier, which explains the strange beauty of Putuo Mountain. Facing the loneliness and grandeur of Mount Putuo, you will feel as if all the vastness and magnificence have the most stable dependence, and all the confusion and helplessness have the most reliable home. Those passionate emotions eventually turned into inner peace and tranquility. It seems that Mount Putuo exists to soothe the suffering souls in the world.

I have always felt that beautiful things can't be observed only by eyes, but must be tasted with heart, so as to go deep into the texture and heart. Just like a good dish, close your eyes and feel the density of the tip of your tongue. A cup of good tea, a cup of good wine, all need to be carefully tasted to feel its fragrance and tenderness. When you meet Mount Putuo, you can filter your impetuous heart with Buddhist methods and tranquility. Wash away the vulgar dust in your field of vision with Sanskrit and incense; Drive away the gloomy haze in your heart with the blue and tidal sound of the sea.

In the communication between man and nature, life must have a secret internal principle. Therefore, when the Buddhist temple in Putuo Mountain is ringing in the morning and evening, pilgrims are pouring in, incense is lingering, Sanskrit sounds are coming and going, and tidal sounds are sweeping, we can easily think of it? If there is love in the sky, it will be old. Poems like this think of life, fate, abyss, hardship, misery, helplessness and impermanence of life. And all worship seems to be a ladder, a well-intentioned voyage, a lotus flower, a reed born from a desperate life, used to climb and ferry our gratitude and prayers to the world.

Mount Putuo is not high, the valley is not deep and the trees are not lush. But the roads are winding, the temples are densely covered, the rocks are rugged, the trees are towering, the rocks stand tall, the smoke is lingering, and the scenery is changeable. Looking around, you can see a piece of blue cut by branches, scattered in the narrow sky. The sea seems to be covered with dense vegetation, but the noisy tidal sound seems to sweep the rocks and vegetation day and night. The Sanskrit sound in the temple, in the crowd and in the incense, mixed with the sound of wooden fish, is extremely crisp.

Temples, Buddhist temples, pagodas, caves, Buddha statues and cliff carvings with a long history are full of religious and historical feelings. We looked at them as if they had a sense of mystery and solemnity. The so-called fireworks and changes in the world are insignificant in front of it. The Buddha shines brightly, and all beings stand tall. The temple was silent, and so was the Buddha in the Hall of Ursa Major. Only cleanliness, loftiness, gentleness and compassion are used to overlook the numerous clouds in the world.

In the evening, the whole Putuo Mountain is dimly lit, and the lights are fading over the homestays and hotels, burning between distant temples and flashing on the farther sea. Looking at the vast sea, I have to feel small and miniature like dust.

I am not a Buddhist, I can only say that I have a slight preference for Buddhism. In Fusaiji, Fayu Temple, Huiji Temple, Foding Mountain, Luojia Mountain and Zizhulin, in front of Guanyin in the South China Sea, in Nantianmen, Guanyin Cave and Yin Chao Cave, in the Western Heaven, in Yunfu Stone, Panduoshi, Baibusha, Qianbusha and other places, incense is flourishing and tourists are weaving, but there are no crowds and noises in some scenic spots in other places.

On the way to Guanyin in Nanhai, the narrow stone road is close to the mountain and the sea at the same time. Far away, you can see the statue of Guanyin in the South China Sea standing on the top of the mountain. No matter which direction you look at it, it seems that you can feel the kind face of Guanyin in the South China Sea.

A young man, carrying his luggage, bowed to the Guanyin statue in the South China Sea in three steps. I've been watching him from the back. The young man looks about thirty years old, with a handsome face and a haggard face. Every time he bowed his head and stood up again, it was extremely difficult. I don't know how far he has gone. How many times have you bowed? I wonder where he comes from. But I know where he's going! On the way to Lhasa, I always see people kowtowing with their heads down, which always brings tears to my eyes. I don't know, maybe I can't understand, but I must respect it. Watching him bow down devoutly, I don't know why tears welled up in my eyes.

Is this the way to purify the mind? Is this an almost masochistic way to make Bodhisattva feel? I can't explain why this happened. It may be that they have encountered a sad hurdle in life and all kinds of difficult and painful things in the world that make people unprepared. I know that my secular mind can't really understand a persistent person's heart. But in my opinion, this young man must have experienced or experienced a sad and painful story different from ordinary people. Or he has no ego in his heart for a long time, and he has realized that everything is empty and believes in Buddhism wholeheartedly.

Guanyin in Nanhai is the place I want to go most in this trip. This landmark building of Putuo Mountain stands on the top of Longwan Mountain, which has the highest religious status and cultural value. It is also the highest bronze statue of Guanyin in China today (it is said that it weighs 70 tons, all made of brass). Before that, I also saw and heard reports and videos about the strange events of Guanyin in the South China Sea. I can't judge such a supernatural phenomenon by faith or unbelief. Because, in my bones, I still believe that there are still places in this world that people's eyes and science can't touch, and there are still many unknown and unsolved things.

On the way to the Guanyin statue in the South China Sea, there are many ancient temples and towering trees, accompanied by the sound of Buddha and the tide. I didn't see it because of the sunny day? There is a fairy mountain on the sea, and the mountain is in the air? The miracle. However, the sky is blue, and the white clouds are layered like fish scales, and it seems that they can be picked by reaching out. The statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva in the South China Sea, standing in the full moon, is kind-hearted, with a Falun in the left hand and a slight lift in the right hand, shining in the sun, as if it had just fallen from the sky, overlooking all beings, making everyone who worships Buddha feel suddenly clean, uncontroversial and anonymous. Just then, I saw a white dove suddenly fly and land on the left hand of Nanhai Guanyin holding Falun. Everything is so natural, everything is so appropriate, it is an inhuman feeling and feeling.

At that time, I was sobbing, looking up at the face of Guanyin Bodhisattva for a long time, ordering three fragrant flowers and offering ten treasures. When my hands crossed, my prayers turned into muttering, and only the Bodhisattva could hear my heart.

In my limited reading comprehension, Buddhism is an abstract and important life problem, and everyone gets one point. Okay？ . With kindness, how many wars will this world turn into jade?

People's worries disappeared at that moment, and their thoughts stopped at that highest point, without sadness, anxiety and helplessness; At that moment, people got the peace and joy of life. Under the huge Guanyin Buddha statue in the South China Sea, I realized my inner silence and inaction. At that time, people looked far away and saw all the life and death, all the afterlife and this life. When we reach that height, we know that there is another existence in our life.

? Guanyin refused to go after that, and Haishan flooded Putuo? This is the story of 1700 years ago, and the authenticity and legend of the story can no longer be verified. However, people are more willing to believe that this is true, because in the hearts of China people and Buddhists, the merciful Guanyin Bodhisattva is the God who protects us all. And in this sacred mountain, in this Buddhist country, in this blessed land connected by mountains and seas, who else is willing to firmly grasp the hardships of the world and prevent the whole heart from blooming freely like a lotus flower?

The next day, I went to the Western Heaven Scenic Area. When I saw the inscription on the stone? Western heaven? When I use the word "Tang Priest", my mind immediately flashes that Tang Priest in The Journey to the West is going? Western heaven? The story of learning the scriptures. Of course, Xuanzang's Buddhist paradise in the middle Tang Dynasty in The Journey to the West was in ancient India, and the Buddhist paradise in Putuo Mountain will definitely bring me a different experience.

Xitian Scenic Area includes Xitianmen, Xinshi, Guanyin Cave, Ergui Tingfa Stone and Pantuo Stone. This is a better and better process. There are many strange stones and ancient trees. Many centuries-old and thousand-year-old trees are deeply rooted in the cracks in the cliff. Some roots have been exposed on the ground, and the roots that extend into the distance are abrupt and rugged, ancient and Cang Sang. The Millennium Cinnamomum camphora, a huge stone that covers the sky, is naturally generated and lifelike, some of which are shaped like birds and beasts, and some are shaped like Buddha statues. When I can't describe the sigh in my heart, I can only sigh It's amazing! It's amazing!

Sigh is a sigh of the magnificent mountains and rivers of the motherland. Walking down from Foding Mountain, along a narrow path, the stone steps are steep and slowly descend, and a peach blossom is still in full bloom. Deep in such a precipice, there is a pink peach blossom in full bloom. My eyes were attracted by the past, as if I had forgotten the time, the way home and everything in the world, and my soul seemed to have been purified. The scene in front of me will never be forgotten in my life, and I dare not forget it. In front of me, huge stones stand on the cliff, and under thousands of barriers, there is an endless sea. Isn't that an exaggeration? Isn't that what the poet Haizi wrote? Facing the sea, spring blossoms? Really? The scenery in front of us is so vast, so boundless, so noble, so beautiful, so lofty and so silent. Time seemed to stop at that moment, and I seemed to disappear.

At the foot of the mountain, it began to rain lightly, and the rain fell on the stone steps, which seemed a little dreamy. The rain is getting louder and louder. Looking back at the stone steps behind me, the sound of rain gave me a feeling. On the other side of the rain, on the other side of the rain, there is a line of my footprints in the rain, which appears in every rainy day and falls on the mountain road of Foding Mountain, where raindrops are swaying, in the depths of white.

In front of Mount Putuo, things that were originally thought to be very important suddenly became light and floated. What else is worth haggling over? What else can be deeply grieved? In the face of such vastness and emptiness, in the face of nihilistic Sanskrit and the sound of thunder and tide, people's entanglements are as light as clouds, and the wind is as light as clouds, and I don't know what to do.

Perhaps it is the unique nature and Buddha nature of Mount Putuo, which can make everyone who boarded it feel an unprecedented touch and enlightenment from their own life experiences. Let it be a part of strength, a part of faith. When a person's spirit is on a par with Mount Putuo, the world is actually opened for him.

I seem to have a compassionate heart. Is compassion compassion for others? I know I can't and can't have such a broad mind. Maybe my affection and friendship can only be kept in my heart. This trip to Putuo, with all my best wishes, went to visit relatives and friends. In that Buddhist country in Haiti, I burn incense and pray that they will get better.

A person who has lived in the city for a long time will inevitably be impetuous when interacting with the hustle and bustle all day, while a person who occasionally climbs Mount Putuo will be calm and quiet when facing the beautiful scenery of Haitian Buddhism and the audible Sanskrit and tidal sounds. A heart can calm down in this impetuous world. Whether in mountainous areas, urban areas, or between mountainous areas and urban areas. Then, in this world, it is comfortable.

Since then, the mountain flowers, Sanskrit sounds and tidal sounds of Putuo Mountain have come and gone, and they have haunted my mind ever since.

Author: firewood

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