
Qingshan Worship Buddha
青山礼佛
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 256k Words
- Genre
- Urban
- Subgenre
- Urban High-Concept
- Audience
- Male
- Updated
- 10mo ago
- Source
- Fanqie
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I wanted to eat an apple, but after watching it, I laughed until my stomach hurt. You are so talented! I've seen this one by the author before, but I didn't watch it because I was following her other one. I laughed the most today. I never like typing so many words. This is the most I have ever typed. Support! Funny and meaningful book! [Like][Like][Like]
The book "Honoring the Buddha on the Green Mountain" is like the wind blowing in the pines and the bells ringing in the ancient temple. It doesn't say that the Buddha's light is vast, but it says that the moss is deep and cold; it doesn't say that the sutras are profound, but it talks about a wisp of smoke. The protagonist worships Qingshan three times, but fails to achieve enlightenment and loses his obsession. It turns out that the Buddha is not on the lotus platform, but when he raises his head to see the clouds and bends down to collect firewood. There is not a word about Zen in the whole article, but every word has the meaning of Zen. After reading, it's like drinking from a mountain stream, your mind gradually becomes clearer, and everything is silent. Crazy Monk Ballad—— The old monk sat witheredly copying thousands of scrolls, and each word was like nails driven into his bones. The Buddha has not passed me through the sutra and it has become a prophecy. It is going to perish as it rolls around. The electronic noise is filled with Buddhist chants, and the tendon sheaths are blood-stained and the paper is dusty. Mo Yan writes as if he were observing the precepts, and when he thinks of madness, he becomes a god! "Buddhism" is the armor, and "Crazy criticism" is the spear, and seven years of silence are refined into a piece of performance art. What a shame! ! !