Izumo Daoist stood outside the tent, looking at the people walking out of the tent one by one. He felt that some were excited, some were embarrassed, and some were both excited and embarrassed. From time to time, he lowered his head and glanced at the girl next to him.
The girl was standing next to her, less than half her height. Her clothes were clean and tidy. Her eyes were moving around, looking at the humans on the floor, novel things and places making noises. But her face did not look like that of a normal person.
She has such rich expressions, perhaps because she has not yet learned the rich expression ability of human beings. When encountering something surprising, the most she can do is open her eyes wider.
Brush it.
The tent was opened and a group of Taoists came out.
Priest Izumo couldn't help but look at everyone's expressions.
The one walking at the front was Daoist Brother Song. This Taoist Brother's expression was the same from beginning to end, as if he could not be frightened by the horror, nor disgusted by the disgusting one. There was nothing special about it.
However, the expressions of the elders and fellow disciples behind him were somewhat different from before.
The elders' faces were filled with embarrassment and embarrassment, while the fellow apprentices' faces were flushed, and some were still muttering something like "unsightly" and "things you should ask before going in."
Both the Taoist and the cat are full of curiosity.
Empress Sanhua tilted her body, stretched her neck, opened her eyes wide, and peeked through the opened curtain.
"Can you buy me some rat poison?"
"what's on your mind?"
"Why this expression?"
"Thinking of old friends."
Then he went to bring an oil lamp and wanted to hold it to look at the flowers at night.
"Why?"
"Tao follows nature, why should it be superficial?"
It is so beautiful and shocking that future generations of fireworks will be hard to match.
Gardenias in spring, yellow orchids in summer, osmanthus in autumn, and wax plums in winter are the smells that you can often smell every year. Even in the city, you don’t have to worry. As long as the season comes, there will be many elderly people or people walking around.
Carrying baskets or pushing carts, they come to sell flower scents all over the streets.
"yes."
Song You grabbed the collar of her dress and pulled her back. Then he looked at the others, raised his hands and said, "Fellow Taoists, it's getting late."
"Isn't it fun?"
Taoist priest Izumo looked back with some regret and reluctance:
"What you drew is red."
"Just draw it."
The yellow plum blossoms in the yard are blooming.
"What joy?"
"Enlightenment of what?"
"brush!"
"Hopefully we will see you soon."
"It's just like the Sanhua Empress is hungry and wants to eat. When she's thirsty, she wants to drink. When she's bored and her energy is running out, she wants to run around. She can't stand it when she sees mice passing by and insects flying in front of her eyes.
You can't help but reach out and grab them." Song You explained patiently, "Desires are similar to these, and they are normal things. If you can find a way to eliminate them, you will be at ease. If you can't eliminate them, you will have various kinds of hunger and thirst.
All kinds of discomfort and how you treat your desires are the things that best reflect your cultivation."
"You still remember."
"See you later."
"We also want to see the monkey show!"
"Stop asking."
"Why don't you go to sleep."
"Why is Master sighing? Is there any sadness?"
The fragrance of wintersweet has a profound memory for people in their previous hometown——
Song You did not answer, but stopped.
"Miss you master?"
"I'm looking at the flowers."
The molten iron with a temperature of 1,600 degrees, like lava, was put into the cave hammer, and then the shirtless man hit it hard.
At this moment, the awning suddenly flickered and the ghost disappeared.
When I returned to the yard, I was surprised again.
The middle-aged Taoist priest was stunned, frowning and thinking hard for a while.
"It's getting colder, Taoist."
I couldn't help but pick one and put it on the head of the Three Flower Empress. I couldn't help but pick another one and put it on the tip of my nose to smell it. I couldn't help but stand under the plum blossom tree and hold an oil lamp to watch it carefully.
If it weren't for the inconvenience of transportation and mailing these days, I should break a branch and send it to the old man in the temple to express my thoughts. But since it is inconvenient, I have to leave it on the branch and I can't bear to break it.
After walking around tonight, Fellow Daoist Song was indeed much more calm than them. Not only was he more calm than the juniors, he was also more calm than they had seen before. I didn’t think it was anything before, but now that I think about it, it was all about cultivation. That sentence
"Tao is natural, why bother to act superficially" seems to be just for Izumo and other juniors, but in fact it is to save the face of these seniors.
Good things in this world never last long.
"I just feel that we have been studying Taoist scriptures and understanding Taoism so hard that we have been immersed in it all day long, but we have forgotten the natural principles of Taoism. In the end, we have to rely on fellow Taoist Song to enlighten us."
The deeper the night gets, the colder it gets in the courtyard, and the wax flowers on the tree bloom one by one in the cold air, becoming more and more beautiful.
"talk later."
"yes."
"Will this still be available tomorrow?"
"nature."
"Reluctant to give up."
The best smell is this wax plum fragrance.
Priest Izumo couldn't help but shrink his neck.
In fact, Song You rarely saw plum blossoms in his previous life, but he often saw wintersweets and often smelled their floral fragrance.
"Ms. Sanhua didn't say anything either."
"What is it? It's weird! Your appearance makes me want to know even more!"
After a long time, his brows cleared.
If someone is passing by outside, they can enjoy the fragrance in the courtyard at this moment. If they are willing to stop, they can hear the faint voices in the courtyard.
Song You was not only thinking of his master at this time.
Song You, on the other hand, smiled and said to Taoist Izumo:
Even Empress Sanhua imitated Song You and used her nipple clamp to say "I'll have a date" in a decent manner. If someone hadn't been grabbing her collar by the back of her clothes, it would have been a bit more formal.
"Just mortal desires."
"It's not sadness, it's enlightenment."
"well……"
"Then let's say goodbye."
"This flower is yellow."
The two sides were not on the same road, so they parted ways.
Because it blooms in the twelfth lunar month, it is often written as winter plum.
Taoist priest Ying Feng hesitated and hesitated, but still couldn't answer.
Thinking of the things in those tents before, the stench of mummies, and the grotesque and twisted human bodies, she still felt a little nauseous.
"..."
"It's like seeing the silver flowers falling at night, feeling something in your heart, and naturally feeling happy."
"I am very smart."
"good."
This advice can save a fool from ten years of hard work.
"oh……"
Taoist priest Izumo walked up to Taoist priest Yingfeng and asked, "Brother, what is inside this tent?"
"No, it's nothing..."
As he said this, he glanced at Sanhua Empress who wanted to get in.
The sky is filled with flying stars, broken fire and flowing fireflies.
"It's time for me to go back to Qingxiao Temple."
"Isn't it fun in there?"
"forget about it."
"Miss Sanhua is coming to see you tomorrow!"
"Empress Sanhua has a pair of wise eyes."
"How does Sanhua Empress know?"
Two figures, one large and one small, also slowly walked away.
Wintersweets are not the same as plum blossoms. Wintersweets mostly bloom in the twelfth lunar month of winter, and are often yellow. Plum blossoms bloom mostly in spring, and are mostly red. According to later generations, they are classified into one family, one for the wintersweet family, and one for the rose family. It is difficult for future generations to know the ancient poems.
Is the plum blossom in the poem a winter plum or a plum blossom? Which one is a plum blossom and which one is a winter plum? Song You has not yet met any literati. If you meet a literati who writes poems, you will at least know one sentence.
Song You felt so peaceful that he didn't want to leave for a while.
"It's like a star falling~"
"Snapped!"
After saying goodbye to the Taoist priests of Fuqing Palace, I walked back to the most lively place of the temple fair. In addition to those who performed tricks, jugglers, and baked scallion pancakes during the day, there were also opera singers, stilt walkers, and dragon dancers.
The lion's, and the blacksmith's.
"So what's in there?"
In fact, Huangmei is the wax plum in the previous life. Its original name is Huangmei. Some say that Su Dongpo and Huang Shangu saw that the petals of the yellow plum resemble beeswax, so they named it wax plum. It is also said that Huang Tingjian felt that the petals of the wax plum resembled a woman twisting wax with her hands.
The flower is the same, so it was later called wax plum. In any case, it is because its petals are crystal clear and semi-transparent, as beautiful as wax, so it got this name.
Song You could only shake his head regretfully.
The Taoist priests were not dull people. They had realized something before. After saying this, they immediately became enlightened. Then they felt ashamed and hurriedly raised their hands in the direction Song You was leaving.
…
"desire?"
When I opened the door and entered the hospital, I felt the faint fragrance coming from the night, which was faint and refreshing. There were also illusory figures wandering and singing under the trees. Their voices were also faint, as cold as yellow plum blossoms. The two contrasted with each other, and for a moment, I felt a sense of wonder in this world.
Find the pure and pure beauty.
The oil lamp illuminates the wax flowers, which creates a unique beauty.
"Why are not you talking?"
"I am very smart."
Empress Sanhua didn’t quite understand this word.
"Why do you ask?"
"good."
"Brother Taoist still has strong determination."
"yes."
"Everything in this world contains the Great Way. If you look at it with a pair of wise eyes, you will gain something everywhere. Only limit your eyes to the Tao Sutra, only think hard about the profound meaning of the Tao Sutra, and ignore the other things besides the Tao Sutra.
If we only look at everything in the world superficially and don’t think deeply, wouldn’t it mean that we have fallen into the lower realms?”
Daochang Yingfeng's face turned even redder.
"..."
Song You just looked ahead and answered quietly:
"yes."
Empress Sanhua said in a thin voice:
"This flower is blooming."
Even if a cultivator is free and easy, how can he be embarrassed to talk about those things in front of his junior sister these days?
"How to say?"
It has a sweet fragrance and a cold fragrance. It is sweeter than osmanthus, but not as greasy as osmanthus. It is refreshing and pleasant. It is the fragrance in long-lasting memories and the fragrance of hometown.
"Empress Sanhua is looking at you."
When Taoist Izumo put down his hand, he still couldn't help but ask.
"have no idea."
"I can't bear to part with it either."
"Why did you paint it red?"
Song You couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
After standing there for a long time, with iron flowers placed on one tree after another, he lowered his head, touched the forehead of Empress Sanhua who was beside him and also opened her eyes in trance, and said:
"Pick a branch and go back and look."
"It's the joy of harvest."
"You seemed very happy after you came out."
"I'll kill all the mice and eat them so I don't have to catch them myself."
"Can't understand."
All I heard was Izumo Daoist Master scolding him: "What else can there be? Aren't they all those ugly things! Ask questions! What's there to ask?"
"yes."
Song You was so happy that he couldn't bear to enter the house.
Since this floral fragrance comes from the depths of memory, it naturally involves things deep in memory. The ancients had the tradition of sending plum blossoms to express their longing, but even if Song You broke off the plum blossoms, he didn't know where to send them.
Fortunately, I have Sanhua Empress as my companion.
It relieved a lot of loneliness.
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