Rumors of Wuxi Huazang Temple

The legend of Amitabha sitting in a Tibetan temple and becoming a Buddha can be found in the book Amitabha Tuojing published in 1933. 1988 When Jianhua Tibetan Temple was restored, a golden statue of Amitabha was made in front of Tianwang Temple.

According to the book Anecdotes of the Gods of the Western Regions, there used to be a monk who made a fire in the temple, nicknamed Amitabha, and was a local. May is honest and diligent, striving for the first place in everything, and working hard in the kitchen all day, cooking.

One day, May saw a sick beggar outside the mountain gate. She watched the death. Ami sympathized with him and helped him sleep in his bunk. The man was seriously ill and dying, but May took good care of him and took great pains. The monks in the temple saw it and shouted at May. Hearing this, the old monk hurried to the kitchen. The beggar died, so May became the target of public criticism and was helpless. May leaned down, put the dead man on her back and said, "I'll carry him out." May walked to the gate with the dead man on her back, but when she saw May step out of the gate, she stepped into the air, just like climbing a shadowless ladder, rising step by step, and in an instant, she had entered the clouds. Everyone was shocked when they saw it. The old monk, a knowledgeable man, sighed, "We have been practicing for decades, but we are not as good as Amitabha who once carried the Buddha to the West." So the monks knelt down and shouted in unison, "Amiti Buddha! Amis carry Buddha! "

Amitabha, who became a Buddha, never forgot all the brothers of Huazang Temple. Therefore, according to the requirements of Huazang Temple monks, he must go back to the temple on the evening of the seventh day of April every year to chant Buddhist scriptures and learn Buddhism with the monks. Huazang Temple must also hold a grand ceremony on the second day (the eighth day of April).

In memory of the Ami people, monks, good men and women in Huazang Temple's four townships and eight neighbors often say that the Ami people carry Buddha. The beautiful story of the Ami people carrying Buddha to heaven has been passed down from generation to generation and has been talked about by the people for thousands of years. However, the Buddhist classic saying "Amitabha" was misunderstood by later generations as "Amitabha". Since then, the mistake is wrong, and the "Amitabha" has been passed down to this day. Huazang Temple was built in Shaoxing in the Song Dynasty and was destroyed by soldiers in the Song and Yuan Dynasties. Later, it was rebuilt by a famous monk.

According to legend, in order to raise money to build the Huazang Temple, the abbot of Huazang Temple found an open-book benefactor, but he couldn't find the right person, so he frowned day and night. One night, the abbot gradually fell asleep in the gloom, and someone vaguely told him, "Master, why are you worried about not finding the biggest benefactor?" On the day the book was opened, it sat outside the door. " The abbot wanted to find out, but he found that the man had disappeared. When he woke up and opened his eyes, it turned out to be a dream.

When the day of "opening the book" came, all the local officials and gentry arrived and took their seats in turn, waiting for the people sitting in the south-facing seats to open the book. When the abbot saw it, no one dared to sit in a seat facing south. In desperation, the abbot, regardless of the willy-nilly, dragged a beggar sitting at the door into the door and pressed it to the south. According to the rules, as long as the wishing book is opened, the wishes can be written by the largest donor sitting in the south first, and then written in turn according to the sitting position. The abbot opened the wishing book with trepidation and gave it to the beggar. Who knows beggars-write down 520 gold and 520 silver with a pen. This surprised everyone present. This time, Suzhou Prefecture and Changzhou Prefecture each wrote 1,200 pieces of silver, and the rest did not dare to write less. As soon as the "writing wish" was over, the abbot asked the beggar, "Where does the donor live?" The beggar said, "Xixidun, Panlan Gate is it."

On the eve of this year, the abbot went to the homes of various donors to collect money. He first found Xixidun and saw a hole beside it. The hole is covered by a basket. He picked up the first basket and plunged into it. He saw the beggar at home, and the beggar saw the abbot coming, and he had guessed his mind. He told the abbot to sit down first and dig radish in the field behind the house with a sickle. Digging and digging, I found a big stone, moved it away, and saw an urn head, glittering and full of gold. He kept the big stone intact without saying a word.

After a sumptuous dinner, the beggar gave the abbot a pot of gold. The abbot was really surprised and happy to see so much gold. Later, the abbot used an urn of gold and other donors' money to buy a lot of building materials such as wood and bricks, and built a large-scale Huazang Temple. There is a monk who lit a fire in the temple, nicknamed Ami, who is also a local. Ami is honest and diligent, always striving for the best results and working hard. He cooks in the kitchen all day, without asking about leftovers and soup. Amy ate all the rice, and when she saw one or two grains of rice, she would put them in one place. Because there are so many monks in Huazang Temple, he cleans up a pile every few days. May washed it with clear water, cooked it and ate it. No one threw it away. After this incident, the abbot of the temple knew that the Amis had taken away all this merit, so he warned the monks that there should not be half a grain left in the bowl after dinner. May was overjoyed after hearing this, thinking that everyone understood the hard work of growing rice and wheat, she stopped borrowing porridge.

May likes to eat meat and fish, because the old monk's rules make her afraid to cook in public, but she often cooks in the dark. One day in Taihu Lake, I touched a handful of snails and counted the number of eels, ready to go back to the temple to chew. First, I put scissors on the snail's ass. When the eel was cut open and cooked in the pot, I suddenly smelled the old monk and went to see it. May is busy throwing snails and eels into the pool, so there is no saying that snails have a bottom and eels have a belly.