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He rolled his eyes and said, "Amitabha, it's alright, I'll learn carpentry with you and Uncle Yang when you come back."

I said: "Master, when I come back, I have to make up the exam!"

He Yin was still looking at me, and I was still looking at him. He shook his head and smiled at me, and I laughed too.He Yin took out a tangerine from his bosom, called me to sit down beside him, and said, "Come, come, come and listen to the rebirth mantra again."

I sat over and recited the rebirth mantra, and there were only a few words of the rebirth mantra, and I had already learned it by heart.Heyin peeled the tangerines and ate them. Eat a piece and pass me a piece.At the turn of autumn and winter, the temple was cold and damp, and a charcoal stove had been burned in Heyin’s house. The tangerines had pits, and when he ate the pits, he threw them into the charcoal stove. I followed suit. Heyin saw it and treated me Said: "Chen Yun, you have been on the mountain for almost a year, and this is the first time you are going down the mountain. When you go down the mountain, you must not go astray."

He added: "Your parents will come to see you during the Spring Festival. If you practice in the temple, they will be rewarded."

I nodded, threw two more tangerine cores into the charcoal stove, and rubbed my fingers. When the tangerines were finished, I blinked my eyes to look at He Yin, and swallowed my saliva.He Yin knocked on my head: "You have to keep your mouth shut!"

I nod again.

Before going down the mountain, my brother gave me a wooden statue of the Wheel-Running King, which I could just hold with one hand.The brother said, "I see you always draw him."

I happily accepted it, but I was a little reluctant to part with my senior brother. I said to my senior brother, "Next time carve yourself, I will always draw you too."

The brother smiled and talked to me with his hands together: "I have nothing to draw, such a big birthmark on my face."

Everyone said that brother was abandoned by his parents because of the birthmark on his face.I cry when I think about it.I cried and patted my brother's arm, and said: "Brother, wait for me to come back. I will take the make-up exam when I come back. I will take the No. 1 exam. I will learn carpentry with you. Wait for me."

Brother wiped my face, waved to me, I waved to him too, turned around and walked a few steps, I looked back, brother was still standing there, I waved to him again, he waved to me again.I thought he was smiling, because I couldn't see clearly from the distance.I can't remember.

I wear the Wheel-Turning King that my brother gave me next to my body. I think it is so warm. Every time I take it out to look at it and touch it, I wonder how wood is naturally so warm.

Cough, I forgot that no matter how cold it is, the human body is still warm, and it is my own body temperature that keeps it warm.

Human forgetfulness is great, and it is easy for people to fool themselves for happiness at 01:30. No one wants to live clearly. If you live too clearly, you will become a Buddha. A Buddha cannot stay in the human world.But there are delicious and fun things in the world, such as red flowers and green grass. If it were me, I wouldn't want to become a Buddha.I just live in a daze in the world.

There are indeed many funerals in the village at the foot of the mountain in winter. That winter, I learned a new word: happy mourning.It is said that when people live to the full of children and grandchildren, some people die in old age, their teeth fall out, their skin is wrinkled and their flesh is dry, and they die, that is a happy event, and it must be handled happily.Some of the teachers and uncles can play the suona, and they walked at the head of the funeral procession, playing the suona, and we walked at the end to chant sutras.Just recite the mantra.Some people ordered to listen to the "Heart Sutra", but I still couldn't read it, so I mingled with my teachers and uncles and talked about it.What Monk He Yin said was right, when the funeral attendants saw me, they would have cried like tears, they would wipe away their tears and look at me a few times. Lovely.

Someone else came to tease me.They asked, "Little monk, do you have a dharma name?"

I said, "The Dharma name is Chenyun." I also wrote to them to see which Chen and which Yun it was, and pretended to say, "The master said, I want my cultivation to be well-proportioned and harmonious."

The people who asked the question looked at each other, laughed all of them, shook their fingers and said, this little monk has a root of wisdom!

Many people cried at the funeral, and many people laughed during the meal.This is joy and sorrow.

I collected a lot of candies at these funerals, I only ate one a day, and saved a lot, I want to take it back to my brother.

We passed by Chuncheng, but there were no dead people in Chuncheng, and no one wanted to hold a funeral.I sat in the minivan and looked down. Chuncheng is a village surrounded by mountains. In winter, the grass and trees wither, it looks like the eye socket of a person with long eyelashes.

I drew it in a notebook, and I also drew a man and a woman. My notebook was given to me by a woman during a funeral. She was a teacher. After I heard about it from other people’s chats, she After dinner and leaving, I followed her.When I walked to her door, she noticed me and asked me, "Little Master, have you lost your way?"

I nod.She said, "Come and sit at my house, and I'll find your uncles."

I went into her house, she lived alone, and there were a lot of homework books on the table.I flipped through and came across a blank notebook in which I was drawing.

The woman gave me this notebook.

In the car, an uncle asked me: "Chen Yun, what did you draw? Are those your father and mother?"

"When the Spring Festival comes, they will come," he said.

I rubbed my eyes, and my uncle said: "After these ten years, your future life will be rewarded with great blessings."

I asked my uncle, "How old are you, uncle?"

The uncle said: "I'm 41!"

I said, "Master Uncle, were you also sent here by your parents when you were young?"

The uncle smiled and said, "I came here by myself. Being a monk is much more boring than being a human being."

"No fun?"

"Yes, people always want a lot of fun and a lot of meaning in life. If there is too much meaning, it will be boring. It's better to be a monk and practice karma. There is no cause and no effect."

I couldn't understand, I was sleepy, I fell asleep with my notebook, and the packet full of sugar.

I also painted flowers, grasses, trees, on notebooks when I was free, and on quilts when I fell asleep. We held funerals for people, and often stayed up all night, either sleeping in other people’s homes or looking for a temple nearby. I found out that only Guanyin in our temple has one hundred heads. I told other young monks, but they still didn’t believe me, so I drew them. I didn’t do it well, and it was ugly, and they didn’t believe it even more. Said that what I drew was a poisonous snake with a hundred heads.I was so angry that I scolded them for having poisonous snakes in their hearts, and everything they saw was a poisonous snake.

Later, when I returned to Yunyuan Temple that night, I slipped out after lying on the bed for a while.I wanted to go to the Daxiong Hall, but when I walked halfway, I felt someone following me. I didn’t look back, and continued walking. After entering the Daxiong Hall, I hid behind the door and waited for a while. I pushed the little monk to the ground, and looked through the moonlight from outside, and saw a pair of crossed eyes.I asked Chenfan: "Why are you following me?"

Chen Fan said: "You don't sleep in the middle of the night, you don't go to the kitchen to steal food, what are you doing in the Daxiong Palace?"

"Oh, you little bastard, you want to sue me again!" I said.

"You're the little bastard, bah!"

"Okay, you swear in front of the Buddha!"

"You said it first!"

I said, "I'm here to worship the Buddha, I want to draw her, I want to paint her well! I'm doing it with sincerity, the Buddha won't mind my swear words!"

Chen Fan asked me, "Why do you want to be a carpenter so much?"

"Can you control it?" I let go of him, stood up, walked to the Guanyin statue, and asked him, "Then what do you want to be?"

Chenfan said: "Be a great master! Abbot and monk!"

I said, "Can you make something of yourself?"

"Being a carpenter is promising?"

Being a carpenter is not very promising, but if you can stay with your senior brother, it seems that it is useless to be successful.I didn't say a word, I don't care to tell Chen Fan about my senior brother.I turned over on the altar, jumped on the Guanyin statue, and climbed onto her shoulders in one breath.Chen Fan yelled from below: "Okay! You insulted...you insulted Master Guanyin!!"

I rolled my eyes: "Didn't you listen to the master's lecture? The Buddha statues are all imaginary, fake, and the Buddha is in the heart! With your cultivation level, you can become the abbot monk in the year of the monkey?"

Chen Fan was so angry that he jumped up and down: "I'm going to find Master! Just wait!!"

I said, "Go, I'll tell you that you climbed the Avalokitesvara statue too." I stepped on a few footprints on the other side of the Avalokitesvara statue, pointed and said, "Here, your footprints!"

Chenfan was in a hurry, and hurriedly climbed up to the clothes to wipe the footprints.I was so happy to see that Chenfan rubbed Guanyin's head, which looked like an old woman's head.The senior brother said that people who look like this are called old women.Chen Fan wiped the old woman's face, lowered his head, and began to cry.

I looked at him, and he turned his head away, wiping his eyes.He said in a low voice: "She looks like my grandma..."

I held the head of Guanyin at my hand. It looked like a woman, not young, with wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, and the corners of the mouth were turned up, as if smiling.I touch her, lean on her.

I still remember her.

Her eyes were almond-shaped, her earlobes were thick, her nose was round, and her face was like an oval.

She has two light brown moles on the right side of her cheek.

I still remember what my mother looked like.

I cried too, gasping and saying, "She looks like my mother."

As soon as I cried, Chenfan cried even harder, and my tears couldn't stop.Chenfan and I just lay on one shoulder of Avalokitesvara, touched one of Avalokitesvara's head, and cried non-stop.I caught a glimpse of us and Guanyin's shadow on the ground, we were like two leaves falling on Guanyin's body.If a strong wind comes, we may be blown away.

We fell asleep crying and crying.

The next day, Dongming found us and grabbed both of us by the ears to meet Monk He Yin.I repeated my old trick, and without waiting for He Yin to speak, I knelt down on the ground, kowtowed three times, and confessed honestly: "Master