Sitting dejectedly among a pile of wood, his head drooped feebly.
The life of nuns is more boring than I imagined. They get up before dawn and clean their "responsible areas". After meals, they sit quietly in their respective rooms in a dark place to read scriptures and recite scriptures. They don't go out or talk.
Visitors are declined.
Putting a bunch of branches in the door knocker is a signal to meditate and meditate. When believers or family members see this sign, they will step back and no one else can come to disturb you. After curiously walking around in each wing, they also collected some
There were a lot of branches, but there was no big wood that I wanted, so I had to run to the kitchen, put in a good word with Pingguang, and go to the woodshed to look for good wood.
Inadvertently, my eyes came across a round, smooth, dark red wood block. Suddenly I felt that the dark red wood grain on it was faint, like a pair of flying fairies in Dunhuang paintings and like the flowing landscape. I quickly took out the carving knife and
It was carved according to the lines, then carefully polished with sandpaper and then immersed in water, which produced an unexpected effect. This flying fairy, with her clothes flying and her skirt spinning, as if she was soaring in the infinite space.
The sunlight is reflected in the water and shines brilliantly.
Take it out from the water, hold it up and look at it, you really have the wonderful feeling of looking up at the Mogao Grottoes. Those carved lines also contain a strong and unique interest that I have never experienced before. Then I found a small
He used a chisel to dig out a bowl shape in the wood block, polished it carefully again, held the bowl in his hands, and smiled proudly. Thinking about it, he felt that something was missing, so he turned the bowl over and neatly carved a few simplified characters.
While he was indulging in admiring the wooden bowl, Ping Guang ran in panting, with a grin that made the flesh on his face squeeze into a ball and said: "Junior sister Jingyun, Mrs. Liu Er is here to see you!"
Her eyes were shining brightly, and she was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth. When she turned her head, she saw that the swelling on one side of her face had disappeared a lot.
I smiled and put the bowl in her hand, and told her to put away my new bowl. I turned my head secretly, saw her expression of amazement with satisfaction, and murmured in a low voice: "I can't tell this little girl is very good at craftsmanship."
"Many, "wangshuhe"? What does it mean? What a strange word..."
I ran into the yard and saw that the door and windows of my wing were all open. I turned around and looked at Master Huici's window opposite. I saw a small crack in the carved window, and something was shaking. I nodded politely and smiled.
, I saw a dark shadow passing by, shaking his head in a funny way and walking towards the room.
As soon as I entered the door, I was shocked by the sight in front of me.
A light green curtain was hung on the gray kang, the sheets and bedding were all replaced, and even the table was covered with a goose-yellow embroidered tablecloth. My mother was sitting on a cushioned chair, directing Luer,
Li'er and the other girls were busy cleaning and replacing items in the house.
"Mom, why are you working so hard? Besides, my daughter is a monk and practicing cultivation, and she is not here for vacation and entertainment." She walked up behind her affectionately, hugged her neck from behind, and complained.
"No matter how you are the daughter of the current prime minister, you can't be so ordinary!" Mother sat upright and patted my hand. She said this very loudly. Master Huiming who happened to come from outside heard it and she paused.
After a pause, he quickly came in again.
My mother asked me not to talk too much, so I sat there quietly and listened to my mother's rare seriousness and solemnity in front of me. She spoke with sharp words mixed with sticks and honey, which made Huiming nod and bow.
In the Zhou and Jin Dynasties, although Buddhism was highly respected, it was limited to monks and not to Wufeng Nunnery. This was the only nunnery in the country that only accommodated concubines and retired dependents of various nobles. Although they lived with the country's money, they were exploited at all levels from top to bottom.
The money that was able to go to Huiming to manage the affairs of the nunnery could only maintain relatively light expenses.
Huaiyuan Temple can only be said to be fat and oily. The incense that crosses the threshold every day is enough to make people gasp. Not to mention that all the repairs in the temple are funded by the state. And the status of monks in this country
It is even more extraordinary. Wherever he goes, he is treated with the utmost respect.
Huiming smiled and walked away while holding the silver coins in his hands, not forgetting to say hello to me, sighing, and smiling back respectfully, as the formality dictated.
"Mom, why are you spending this wasted money? Where did you get so much?" As he ate the sweet pineapple cake, smelled the fine pear blossom incense, touched the brand new silk quilt, he looked at his mother suspiciously.
My mother sighed and said with a smile: "It's the money your fourth brother gave me, and he said I would give you some money." She pulled me to her, straightened my green-grey hat with a slight smile, and hid my hair inside:
"What your fourth brother said is right. It's better to go out and do something on your own than to live by relying on the reputation of the Liu family. Look at your third brother, who is chasing fame and reputation all day long. How can you be as comfortable as your fourth brother? Alas, it's just that he is the master.
I don’t understand. You, three years is enough to sharpen your character. It goes very quickly. Three years is not a long time. I’m worried that Zijin will come up with some tricks to punish you when you come down from the mountain.”
"I'm not afraid, mother, as long as you are fine," I said.
"Now I am worried about your second brother. It has been five years. There has been no news in these five years. I don't know whether he is dead or alive, whether he is crazy or crazy." There was a little tear in the mother's eyes and quickly stopped, probably out of fear.
Makes me sad.
"Mom, I have a feeling that the second brother is definitely alive and well, and he will come back one day." That was during a conversation with the fourth brother. The fourth brother told me firmly, asking me to believe that the second brother would definitely
Alive. Even though we came from time travel, and I don’t feel any blood relationship in my heart, the strong family relationship between my mother and my fourth brother has long conquered me to the point where we have the same blood.
"Oh, mother, I have something to ask you!" I looked at the maids on the side who were already doing things, and ordered them to go back quickly and prepare some medicinal materials and medical books for me. After instructing them to leave, I carefully removed my arms from my arms.
He took out a small red package, opened it gently, spread out the golden round ball that resembled a longevity lock in his hand, still stained with mud, and said to his mother: "I found this among the flowers behind the thatched cottage.
"
My mother came closer and frowned, taking a closer look. She seemed to have remembered something and suddenly realized it.