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Christmas, also called Christmas, is the day when Christians celebrate the birth of Jesus.Every year on December 12th, all churches will move their Christmas trees and hang twinkling lights.Pleasant singing, delicious food, cheerful atmosphere... People gathered together and it was very lively.

But it would be weird to hang lights, decorate a Christmas tree, and set a table full of food in a temple.

After Bupo finished his meditation, he heard Yiku knock on the door: "Abbot..."

The helpless tone of wanting to cry without tears made Bupo couldn't help laughing, he could almost predict what Yiku was going to say next.

"Please return to vulgarity..." Sure enough, Yiku said the words that he had been nagging for nearly a month.

Bupo opened the door, and saw a weeping face looking at him, and asked with a smile, "What have you done for charity?"

Yiku opened his mouth, wanting to spit, but didn't know where to start—

Said to make good use of chicken soup to steam rice for them?It is not broken to say that to study the Buddha and enlighten the Tao, the most important thing is to cultivate the mind. There is a Buddha in the heart, and the Buddha is at your side.

Said that Weishan ate the top Buddha incense they collected?It goes without saying that existence is reasonable, and since goodness exists, it should have the right to survive, and dedication is more valuable than collection.

Said to put indecent books in their room for good?Bupo said that if the eyes don't move, the hands don't move, and the heart doesn't move, it's emptiness.

……

It seems that no matter what he does for good, Bupo accepts it all, watching his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, and not moving like a mountain.

Yi stood for a long time without holding back a word, and finally stretched out his hand tremblingly and pointed to the backyard.

When Bupo saw the colorful Christmas tree, Weishan was squatting on the ground and inserting fairy wands. There were two huge heart shapes, Weishan was located in it, and the colorful lights and sparkling fireworks shone on him, shining brightly.Bupo came to him across the fireworks, touched his head, and said gently: "It's disrespectful to celebrate Christmas in a temple."

Wei Shan blinked, puzzled: "Can't you? But, I feel very happy." Putting a fairy wand into Bupo's hand, Wei Shan said with a smile, "If it can make people feel happy, why would Buddha be happy?" Don't you allow it?" He is the person who knows how to laugh best in the world, his smile is shining straight into his eyes, no matter how many reasons he has, they are all buried in his stomach.

"I know you want to say that happiness full of sins is wrong." Wei Shan waved the fairy wand in his hand, looking very happy, "It's like taking drugs, killing...these are all wrong. But, is it Buddha or not? Permitted? Or is it just that human morality does not allow it?"

Bupo smiled: "The reason why people are human is because they are self-disciplined. The reason why Buddhas are Buddhas is because they are detached."

Wei Shan stopped what he was doing, tilted his head and couldn't see through it: "Do you know? In the eyes of the Buddha, there is no evil. They have neither friends nor enemies. They don't need to be friendly to anyone, and they don't need to punish anyone."

"So, what is in the eyes of the Buddha?" The little monk standing outside the circle couldn't help asking.In the past, his kindness always seemed heartless, and occasionally he would do something that made people angry.But at this moment, he looks holy and quiet, and people can't help but believe him.

Wei Shan suddenly smiled again, he looked at Bu Po, with the corners of his eyes crooked: "As you said, detachment." He looked at the tall and gorgeous Christmas tree, and said, "Buddhas don't know how to love the world."

"You're talking nonsense!" the little novice couldn't help but yelled.As if the world he had always believed in had been subverted, he stared angrily at doing good - if the Buddha didn't love the world, why would the world worship the Buddha?

Wei Shan turned a blind eye to his anger and was peaceful: "Man and Buddha are not equal."

"That's because the Buddha stands at a height that the world can't reach!"

"So, he is merciful." Wei Shan said, "The Buddha has neither joy nor compassion, and the Buddha does not love the world. My Buddha is merciful, but I am not sympathetic."

When he said that, there was neither joy nor sadness in his eyes.Bupo finally sighed, and said, "The Buddha advised the world to be kind, as long as it is kind and good, the Buddha will not dislike it."

"So...don't let me tear down the Christmas tree?" Wei Shan's eyes lit up.

Bupo patted his head helplessly: "Only this once."

Wei Shan blinked and said aggrievedly, "But I've never celebrated Christmas..." He sighed, his eyes full of loneliness, "It's been more than 2000 years..."

Bupo's heart suddenly softened: "Let's take you to the city next time."

With a cheer for Wei Shan, he floated to the front yard to call for dinner.After he drifted away, the little novice said dissatisfiedly to Bupo: "Abbot, is it really good to keep such a goblin in the temple?"

Bupo asked gently: "What do you think is not good?"

The little novice frowned: "He made the temple a mess, making everyone restless."

Bupo pondered for a while and said, "When you are chanting, what are you thinking about?"

"Of course it's a Bodhisattva!" The little novice said angrily, "But after a few words, the goblin came to make trouble!"

"If you recite the scriptures wholeheartedly, how can you see other people in your eyes?"

"But……"

"There are Buddhas in your eyes, Buddhas in your ears, and Buddhas in your heart, so how can you see, hear, and feel other things?" Bupo said.

Hearing this, the little novice immediately felt ashamed—compared with the abbot, his morality was really far behind. "Abbot, do you have a Buddha in your heart?" He couldn't help asking.

Seeing the figure rushing towards him, Bupo just smiled, but didn't answer.

"Abbot..."

"What about now?" Bupo looked at the poor little novice monk, "Do you still find being kind and annoying?"

"He, he is quite, very cute."

Bupo couldn't help laughing—if they knew that Weishan was neither a plantain spirit nor a canna, but a ghost buried under a banana tree, how would they react?

……

two months later.

Yiku and Yikong took the two young novice monks together and stood outside the Bupo door, begging in pain: "Abbot, please return to vulgarity!"