The poetry meeting has been open so far. Luo Fengwu and Fa Hai have proposed topics and poems, and it has actually become a competition between the two.
"The first two chants about people, this last one..." Luo Fengwu played a long note for a long time, suddenly stopped, and suddenly said, "Let's just chant about things."
"What's the matter?"
"It's today's business and our business."
Luo Fengwu smiled and said, "Today we come to Lei Feng Qimei Zhai to gather together, with cold plums, white snow, fine wine, and beautiful women, to recite poems and compose poems, and to drink happily to welcome the Thousand Buddhas of your temple tomorrow. It is really a pleasure, so please,
Junior brother composes a poem as a souvenir."
After Luo Fengwu's words came out, everyone naturally agreed and echoed them. Fahai's stunning performance and overflowing talent had convinced them, and they no longer dared to look down upon him in the slightest.
Talented people, no matter where they are placed, will be looked upon with high regard.
"The clouds are surrounded by thunder peaks in the depths, and there are a few spring plum trees with snow-red colors. The beautiful lady beside the studio is intoxicated with the king's thoughts, and the sound of Zen in front of the temple enters the Brahma sky."
But Fa Hai knew that the most important thing in expressing this thing is moderation. Too much is too little, and being too pushy can easily arouse others' resentment. Therefore, after chanting softly, he humbly titheed everyone and returned to his seat without saying a word.
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Unexpectedly, Fahai's humble performance, coupled with this unforgettable Zen poem, attracted waves of enthusiastic applause.
After a long time, the applause stopped.
"Fa Hai, it's actually quite good for you to be a Zen master. Why do you have to sacrifice so much to seek immortality? Although a flash in the pan is short-lived, the youthfulness of that moment is unmatched by the everlasting green vine..."
Miaoyu sighed softly, moved her delicate body slightly, and was three points closer to Fa Hai.
"Grandstanding!!" Fairy Suyao, who was as soft as water, almost spurted out fire, wishing to burn Fa Hai to ashes.
"Fa Er, I didn't expect that senior brother Fahai would be so talented."
"Tui'er, senior brother is indeed full of talent and learning, but I have you."
…
"Finally it's my turn~"
The stunning performances of Chu Zhongtian and Fahai not only did not make Luo Fengwu shrink back, but instead aroused his talent and passion.
Luo Fengwu did not carry the wine glass, but picked up the wine jar and walked to the front of the hall in a smart manner, looking at the snow falling outside the hall and smelling the aroma of wine in the room.
He felt very comfortable. He felt that the biggest gain today was that he had found a comrade. In this season of cold snow and plum blossoms, it was a great enjoyment to drink wine, recite poetry, and show off his romance.
Luo Fengwu claims to be an expert in poetry and painting, and he is also very talented. However, his style is obviously not the same as others.
His style is just that - color.
Luo Fengwu walked around gracefully with his head held high, drank heavily in the air, and chanted loudly.
"People come and go in the land of fragrant flowers, and birds hang upside down in the wind. What's more, I like the spring light to shine, and the sparse shadows to return to the sky."
Everyone applauded. This poem can't be said to be good or bad, but for the sake of Qingming's wine, everyone was naturally happy to support it.
However, everyone obviously underestimated Luo Fengwu's crooked talent, and even more underestimated his bohemianness.
"Although there are many happy events, there are also many regrets. Today's monks only know how to practice hard, but they don't know that the harmony of yin and yang, the dragon and the tiger, are the ultimate principles of heaven. So, I have four more words for all the monks here. No, today
Everyone here is talented and beautiful..." Luo Fengwu smiled jokingly, passed his fingers over everyone's bodies, and chanted loudly with a smirk on his face,
"Thousands of beauties sleep alone, and thousands of talented men sleep alone. If God is willing to do it conveniently, he will lead two places to sleep in one."
"Pfft~"
"Pfft~"
"Pfft~"
Last time, Fahai sprayed alone, but this time it was all sprayed together.
For a moment, the talented man was embarrassed, the beautiful woman was shy, and everyone looked at Luo Fengwu with strange eyes, who looked like he was enjoying himself, and they were all speechless.
Are you too explicit? Even if you think so in your heart, you can't do it regardless of the occasion? In one sentence, you will send these gentry and fairies directly to the bedside. Isn't this a pimp of Chi Guoguo? If so
If the news reaches Zhang Tianshi's ears, why should he straighten his crooked nose?
Fahai covered his forehead with his hands and suddenly felt a headache. In order to cover up the embarrassment, the other talented people could only drink in silence to suppress the restlessness in their hearts.
A very elegant party had completely changed at this point, but the wine was flowing quickly and the guests and hosts were enjoying themselves.
While everyone was drinking and drinking, Luo Fengwu pulled Fahai aside with the wine jar in his arms, sang songs to the wine, and started drinking.
"The wine bottle has not yet been opened and the sentence has not yet been cut. I went to Penglai in search of spring and asked for wax. I did not ask for the dew in the bottle, but begged for the plum blossoms outside Chang'e's threshold. When I entered the world, the cold plums and red snow left, and the fragrant leaves cut off the purple clouds. Who cherishes the cha trees?
The poet's shoulders are thin, and his clothes are still stained with moss from the Buddhist courtyard."
"Junior Brother Fahai, you have almost finished the bottle of wine and haven't opened the bottle yet?"
"Amitabha, what the young monk drinks is not wine, but loneliness." Fahai smiled handsomely.
"Haha, that's right. It's loneliness. After thousands of years of cultivation, only loneliness remains. There are not many monks in the world that I like, and you, Fahai, are one of them." Luo Fengwu burst into laughter.
"The young monk also admires Senior Brother Luo. He lives a free and unrestrained life and follows his own path. I come from Fengliu. Come and do it." Fahai opened his drunken eyes slightly and said casually.
"You don't have to pretend to be like me. I can see that you also have a turbulent heart under your solemn appearance. We are essentially the same kind of people. It's just that in some aspects, I dare and you don't."
Luo Fengwu took a sip of wine.
"Haha, you actually saw through it. Yes, form is emptiness, and emptiness is form. As the saying goes: if you want to understand form and emptiness, it is a Buddhist thing, so you plant a fragrant tree in the monk's house. If you look closely, you will see the Huayan verse, and the flowers of wisdom will bloom on the convenient base. Come on, again
Do one..."
Through deliberate friendship and smooth flow, Luo Fengwu and Fa Hai soon became good friends with similar interests, and their relationship was like that of masturbating friends in their previous lives.
"I heard that there are four great beauties in this lonely place like Dalin? And that Miaoshan nun was the most beautiful woman in the Central Plains eight hundred years ago?"
"Not bad." Fahai said with a calm expression as a secret smile flashed in his drunken eyes.
"The most beautiful woman in the Central Plains eight hundred years ago is not necessarily prettier than all the women here, right?" Seeing Fahai's unmoving expression, Luo Fengwu's heart moved and he said deliberately.
"Haha, the fluorescence is comparable to the bright moon, and the centuries-old wine is comparable to...this Qingming wine..." Fahai's eyes flashed with a trace of intoxication, and he sighed, "Although I have only met Senior Sister Miaoshan once, I will never forget it.
.It’s a pity that Senior Sister Miaoshan has already cut off her love with her sword of wisdom and ended her mortal relationship, but you have no chance of meeting her.”
"That's not necessarily the case." A light flashed in Luo Fengwu's eyes, and he asked again, "Although I have heard about Senior Sister Miaoshan's peerless reputation for a long time, I don't know why Senior Sister Miaoshan had such peerless appearance. Why did she see through the world of mortals and cut off her love with a sword?
"
"Every person who cuts off love with a sword has an impossible person in his heart." Fahai said meaningfully.
"It's really cruel."
"Who is cruel?"
"You! She is already a widow, and you still want her to remain a widow for eight hundred years. It is simply too cruel." Luo Fengwu looked heartbroken.
"Cruel? Brother Luo, what do you think of my Fahai's literary talent?" Fahai shook his head and asked suddenly.
"His talent is eightfold high." Luo Fengwu truly admired Fahai's literary talent.
"How is my cultivation?" Fahai asked again.
"Outstanding." Luo Fengwu thought for a while and then said, "As early as the day before yesterday, I have already seen that my junior brother's cultivation is profound and he is definitely one of the best among the younger generation in Dalin."
"What about my appearance?"
"Personal style." After Luo Fengwu praised him, he added seriously, "He is only slightly inferior to me as a brother."
"Where is my Dalin's male and female ring?"
"It seems that among the nine major sects of Buddhism, you, the Dalin family, are the only ones who raise their daughter with the honor of the abbot and uprightly, haha." Luo Fengwu glanced at Miaoyu not far away and said with a smile.
"Then do you know why I'm still covered in cumin?" Fahai nodded and said suddenly.
"Why?"
"Because I also have an impossible person in my heart."
Fahai sighed sadly and started to fool around, "Perhaps, only if she really finds her destination, can I stop thinking about it, eliminate the demons in my heart, and be liberated... In Dalin Temple, there are countless third-generation disciples like me, Luo
Senior brother, tell me, who is more cruel?"
"Junior Brother Fahai, do you really hope that she will find her home?" Luo Fengwu was overjoyed.
"Of course, as long as this person is worthy of her." Fa Hai took a sip of wine and sighed, "Brother Luo, have you ever heard that in this world, there is a kind of gain called giving up, a kind of love called blessing, and a kind of love called blessing?
kind……"
"What do you think of me as a brother?"
"You?" Fahai suddenly smiled, "Although Brother Luo is excellent, such a woman is not something you and I can ask for."
"Regardless of success or failure, as long as you dare to pursue it, there is half a chance." Luo Fengwu said confidently.
"Haha, Brother Luo is so brave." Fahai burst into laughter and said teasingly, "If you really win the favor of Senior Sister Miaoshan, I will definitely give you a generous gift, little monk."
"Okay, let's make it a deal." Luo Fengwu changed the topic and suddenly said with a look of embarrassment, "However, after all, I have just come to Dalin for the first time and I am not familiar with the place. I hope that my junior brother can help me with this matter."
"With the friendship between you and me, it goes without saying." Fahai said very righteously.
"This Thousand Buddha Ordination, I wonder if Sister Miaoshan will come to observe the ceremony?" Luo Fengwu asked again.
"Probably not. The Thousand Buddhas Great Ordination is held once every ten years. Senior Sister Miaoshan practices in Qixia Temple in Xiafeng all year round and rarely shows up. Over the years, I only got to see her by chance."
Fa Hai suddenly sighed, "It's a pity that not only did I not seize the opportunity, but it also left a very bad impression on her. It will be difficult to have a chance to defend her, let alone... ugh!"
Seeing Fa Hai's regretful look, Luo Fengwu couldn't help but wonder, "What did you do? Why can't you defend yourself?"
"Because I accidentally saw her taking a bath..." Fahai licked his lips, seemingly intoxicated, "Although I was slapped by her and almost lost my life, her look of water flowing out of hibiscus was naturally beautiful.
The beautiful scenery...it’s worth it!”
"What?!" Luo Fengwu swallowed hard, looking at Fa Hai with eyes still full of jealousy, and suddenly felt something was wrong, "Why did you say you didn't seize the opportunity?"
"Because after taking one look, I was so nervous that I just ran away..." Fahai looked regretful. "Later, I reflected on it for several years before I figured out that if I... at that time, maybe...
...Hey, although this strategy is wonderful, it is no longer possible for me."
"In that situation, what's the best solution?" Luo Fengwu was completely intrigued and said anxiously without bothering to cover up.
"Ahem!" Fahai coughed, and after whetting Luo Fengwu's appetite, he said leisurely, "Let me tell Brother Luo a story about the encounter between Li Xiaoyao and Zhao Ling'er... Once upon a time..."
"In a special cave on Fairy Island, the lonely lotus sleeps with the moon in the pond. Once the wind and rain fall on the water, I hope you will find each other with pity..." After Luo Fengwu muttered, his eyes suddenly became hot, and he tightly grasped Fahai's arm.