What kind of "Tao poem" is this? This is clearly a "Tao Yin", something that leads to the Tao!
Human nature is elusive and unpredictable, just like the floating clouds in the sky, but this "Tao poem" ties the floating clouds to the "stake", making it ever-changing and never straying from its end!
Wonderful!
excellent!
Xu Yishan almost slapped his palm on the stone table.
However, if he really took the picture, not only would the stone table be shattered into pieces, but Xu Tonghui, who was narrating the story, would also be sent directly to East Street by him.
So Xu Yishan just suppressed the excitement in his heart, and then turned his excitement into admiration.
I admire the person behind Xu Tonghui.
Respect him and look up to him.
Naturally, Xu Yishan would not think that this "Taoist poem" was written by Xu Tonghui. This was a no-brainer.
And that being can think of teaching his disciples in such a way, no wonder Xu Tonghui's progress is astonishing. In fact, if you follow such a being, who wouldn't make progress?
Xu Yishan, for example, had never even seen the face of that being. He just listened to his disciples' "talks" and found a way forward.
A path to greater success!
This is appalling!
However, this seems to be nothing.
In the future, not only the Xu Family School will introduce this poem, but Xu Yishan himself will also introduce it and use it as an important means of spiritual practice!
Xu Yishan thought lightly and listened carefully.
Listen to every Taoist poem coming from Xu Tonghui's mouth.
"A coir, a straw hat, a small boat, a foot of fishing line and an inch of hook. A casual song and a bowl of wine, and one person occupies a sandbank to himself."
Xu Yishan has experienced this Taoist poem.
However, he was not fishing, but just walking.
Wandering on Dongshan Mountain, where the hermitage is located, I also strolled on the governor's mansion.
There is no difference between the two places.
Strolling is no different from fishing. "A casual song, a bowl of wine, and a sandbank for one person."
Xu Tonghui, who is opposite me, probably doesn't quite understand this kind of heart and intention, so this Taoist poem is obviously not from him.
But he will understand in the future.
inevitable.
There is no doubt.
"One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces. Ten pieces, hundreds of thousands of pieces, flying into the reeds are not seen."
Annan actually does not have such a scene.
There is none in the whole of Annan.
This can only be seen in Shangjing.
At the beginning of August, heavy snow falls, turning the whole world into white.
Ten pieces, hundreds of thousands of pieces, flying into the reeds are all gone?
Xu Yishan still doesn’t quite understand this song.
Obviously, this is the heart in the heavenly realm, the mind in the heavenly realm.
His master might understand, but he might not.
Poems were recited one after another from Xu Tonghui's mouth.
Xu Yishan listened quietly, neither surprised nor happy.
In other words, his heart had long been in a peak of ecstasy. At this moment, he gained a sense of tranquility in that peak of ecstasy. Then, he stood on that tranquility and listened to these words.
poetry.
Or it should belong to the human class.
Or it should belong to the ground level.
Or it should belong to the heaven level.
Those on the human steps made Xu Yishan smile when he heard it, just like looking up at the floating clouds in the sky.
No matter it is white or black, whether it is moving or still, as long as you are relaxed, it will look good.
And Xu Yishan was in complete relaxation, admiring those scenes belonging to the human level, and would make a little guess in his heart whether these were the past of that existence.
Perhaps, he can also write down the past experiences of others through this poem?
Give a copy of Tonghui in the form of communication.
Present it to that being for reading.
I don't know if I can see it or if I am willing to look at it.
Those on the ground floor, Xu Yishan nodded slightly from time to time.
Some of these things he has experienced, some have not, but regardless of whether he has experienced them or not, they are all understandable. They are all like meeting old friends, chatting about the world, with an unfettered heart and an unfettered mind.
How happy it is!
Xu Yishan was so happy that he wanted to hum the tune.
Xu Yishan could only listen to those who belonged to the heavenly level and then remember them in his heart.
In a blink of an eye, twenty Taoist poems passed, and the storybook entered new content.
Xu Yishan was both extremely satisfied and slightly regretful.
Twenty songs are not enough, even 200, 2,000 or 20,000 are far from enough!
But being able to listen to these twenty poems and learn about the cultivation methods planned in these "Tao poems" is already a huge blessing!
It’s really huge!
"For thousands of years, all laws have been abolished, but this rule will not be abolished."
The story continued. When he heard this sentence, Xu Yishan was shocked again.
This time, I am not surprised by something new, but...
Very familiar feeling.
Xu Yishan remembered what his master said.
"The way of heaven is constant, there is change in the constant, and change is also constant."
These two sentences reveal the same meaning, but to Xu Yishan, that meaning is still a bit like floating clouds in the sky, and he is not sure about it.
Clouds are not always in the sky.
It can also be on the ground.
In Dongshan, those higher mountains, sometimes clouds are generated on the top of the mountain and even on the mountainside and foot.
At that time, while walking among them, the clouds were right next to me, and I could reach out and grasp them.
But what I hold on to is nothing but emptiness.
"The east ridge is surrounded by thousands of peaks, surrounded by white clouds. It's very impressive. Walk through it and try to grasp it. Only then will you realize that it's easy to see but difficult to grasp."
This is that... Taoist poem, right?
His first Taoist poem.
Xu Yishan smiled in his heart.
What is described in this Taoist poem is a kind of "seeing something but not getting it", which is exactly what the heavenly order means to him at the moment.
But at this moment, Xu Yishan felt no melancholy in his heart, but a surge of great pride. It was under this pride that his second Taoist poem, following the first one, was
Like the rising sun in the morning, it bursts out:
"The east ridge is clustered with thousands of peaks, and the white clouds surround it, which is very impressive. I will lift three thousand feet and carry it to the teacher's office to make a railing."
The first poem is a description of the earth's order.
The second song is about the thoughts of the earthly level and the hope of the earthly level.
Hearing Taoist poems is today, and writing Taoist poems is today.
Although I am on the earthly level, I know that the heavenly level is only on the upper level, waiting for me to get it.
God does not fail me, I do not fail God!
It's time to join hands with each other!
Two Taoist poems formed naturally in his heart one after another. Xu Yishan's mood, which had always been very agitated but had been forced to be controlled by himself, could no longer be controlled at this moment, and he could not control it intentionally or unintentionally.
So, the next moment, he stood up and laughed.
The sky is above, the earth is below, and we are among them.
From nothingness, step by step, follow the path, that kind of great suffering, that kind of great tiredness, that kind of great joy, that kind of great joy...
This is the time to hear the new way, the time to hear the great way.
If there is no laughter, how can we reward it?
Xu Yishan's smile was so joyful that it filled the air.
Xu Tonghui shut up in shock, but he saw Xu Yishan across from him waved at him, smiled at him in a very friendly manner and said: "Tonghui, you are a little tired after talking so much, aren't you?"
"That's it for today. Let's take a break and have a drink."