The riverside, the wharf, and the long river flow, as if time has been frozen here forever, but the surrounding cities are undergoing earth-shaking changes, with tall buildings rising from the ground, and wooden boats turning into motor boats...
But the one who changed the fastest was the woman who stood at the pier and refused to leave. She changed from a girl to a woman, and from a woman to an old woman.
The only thing that hasn't changed is that she will always dress herself up beautifully, wash every hair meticulously, put on that cheongsam, and stand by the river waiting. It won't be until nightfall when the last boat docks.
Go back to the shore and work.
She carried dishes, swept the floor, worked as a nanny, and never begged no matter how hard her life was. She always raised her chin. Even though she did not have a marriage certificate, she always regarded herself as a military wife and would never
Lowering her proud head is her husband's pride, and it is also her pride!
However, as the old man left and the city changed, no one knew her story. More and more people here regarded her as mentally ill and stayed away from her, even rejecting her. She was kicked out of the rental house and had a haircut.
The store didn't accept her, and the only job she had was secretly arranged for her by a kind-hearted boss...
The only temporary accommodation is a bench in the boss's shop. Even here, you can only sneak in and sleep for a night when the shop is closed in the middle of the night. You have to come out before dawn, and you can't be seen by anyone.
Even so, she has not been knocked down by life. She always firmly believes that he is far away, but he cannot come back because of certain things...
On the edge of the pier, the old woman stood there with her hands clasped together, silently looking at the east, and murmuring in a low voice: "If there really is a Buddha in time, can you keep him safe? I don't ask him to come back, I just ask him to live a better life."
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When Fang Zheng saw this, he shed tears unconsciously. Who would have thought that an old man who was like a madman and was treated like a ghost would have such a touching story behind him? A military wife who did not have a certificate, a military wife who would never bow her head.
A military wife who spends her whole life waiting for her lover to return! Could such a person be a ghost? Such a person should be worthy of admiration!
Thinking of this, Fang Zheng came to the old woman with a thought, clasped his hands and said: "Amitabha, donor, since you just want him to be safe, why bother waiting here day and night?"
"You?!" Liu Fangfang was stunned. The moment she saw Fang Zheng, she remembered many things that she had ignored. Shouldn't she be in the temple? Isn't this the little monk in the Yizhi Temple? How could it be?
it's here?
Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said, "The poor monk points to the abbot of the temple, whose name is Fang Zheng."
"Why are you here? You'd better leave as soon as possible. You don't have to worry about my affairs." After Liu Fangfang asked, she glanced at the distance vigilantly, and then directly drove Fang Zheng away.
Fang Zheng looked back and saw that there were many people on the pier, all looking this way with doubts in their eyes. Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Are you afraid that they will see the poor monk and bring your criticism to the poor monk?"
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After saying that, Fang Zheng waved his hand and everyone disappeared, and asked again: "How about this?"
"You...who are you?!" Liu Fangfang was startled, and with a wave of her hand, everyone was gone. This...is so incredible!
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "The poor monk Yizhi Temple, abbot, Fang Zheng. Donor, the person you are waiting for, do you think he will come back?"
"How do you know about me?" Liu Fangfang was really frightened.
Fang Zheng said: "You told this poor monk."
Liu Fangfang looked at Fang Zheng, and Fang Zheng looked at Liu Fangfang. The scenery around her changed, and she rubbed her eyes in a daze. She was suddenly sitting in the Buddhist hall. Not far in front of her sat a monk in white clothes, it was Fang Zheng!
"This..." Liu Fangfang looked at Fang Zheng in disbelief.
Fang Zheng stood up slowly and said: "Donor, I know that you have many doubts, but these doubts are meaningless, aren't they?"
While talking, he walked out of the Buddhist hall.
Liu Fangfang followed subconsciously. Fangzheng put one hand behind his back and looked up at the bodhi tree in front of him and said: "Donor, this tree was given to Yizhi Temple by a benefactor a few years ago. Unfortunately, the tree in the south is planted in the north.
, it is not adapted to the climate and it freezes to death in winter.”
"But... it's still alive." Liu Fangfang said.
Fang Zheng nodded and said: "Yes, who would have thought that a tree that is destined to die is still alive?"
Liu Fangfang's heart trembled and she said: "You mean, he is still alive?"
Fang Zheng turned around, looked at Liu Fangfang and said, "What does the donor think?"
"He..." Liu Fangfang didn't dare to say. She actually had the answer in her heart, but she still refused to face it because she was afraid. But in the end, Liu Fangfang still asked a question: "Abbot Fangzheng, there are ghosts in this world.
What?"
"Yes, there is hell in this world and there is a paradise." Fang Zheng replied with certainty.
Liu Fangfang's heart trembled, and she immediately asked: "Abbott, I know that your Dharma is profound and your supernatural power is vast. Can you take me to see him? Whether it's a stranger or... I just want to see him again."
"If you look at him truthfully, you will naturally be able to see him if you want." Fang Zheng turned around and looked at Liu Fangfang with a smile.
Liu Fangfang looked at Fang Zheng, then at the old tree, and slowly closed her eyes, thinking about him in her heart. When she opened her eyes again, the temple was gone, and it was still the same pier, but there was an extra one on the pier.
The man was dressed in military uniform, tall and handsome, with a bit of shyness in his high-spirited expression. His face was red, but he did not dare to take a step forward.
"You...are back?" Liu Fangfang did not rush forward or cry, but stood there watching quietly and smiling quietly.
"Yeah." Yu Guanghua nodded.
"Although I know that you are not him, I am still very happy." Liu Fangfang smiled.
A monk in white clothes walked out from behind Yu Guanghua, clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, the donor was wrong, he is him."
"Impossible, he went to the front line and never came back." Liu Fangfang said.
"He has never left, he has always been in your heart. This poor monk found him in your heart. He has always been there, always protecting you, and always smiling at you. It's just that you don't look at him.
When Fang Zheng said this, he looked into the distance and said, "The Bodhi tree was supposed to die, but the wishes of all living beings kept him alive. Yu Guanghua may have died, but he lives in your heart because of your thoughts. His life and death,
It’s not up to the poor monk, it’s up to you.”
After saying that, Fang Zheng waved his hand and returned to the temple again.
This time, Fang Zheng didn't say anything. He waved his sleeves and walked into the backyard, but the voice came over: "Donor, the poor monk has said everything he should say, and the person you want to see has also seen it. Life and death are impermanent, but eternal life is in the heart.
, everything is changing, but the mind is eternal. There is hell in the heart, and there is also a spiritual mountain. Where to go, it’s just the mind.”