I am the lotus before Buddha. What is this poem?

This poem is from Xi Murong's work "I am a Lotus before the Buddha"

original text

I am the lotus before Buddha. Five hundred years ago, I was with Buddha every day and listened to him talk about the ups and downs and endless sufferings in the world.

And strive to improve their self-cultivation, let themselves be humiliated, inner peace.

In this way, after another life, I looked down at the world and added a lot of ups and downs.

I am still a white lotus in front of the Buddha, graceful and pure, carefree and fearless, without sorrow or joy.

Buddha said: quiet inside, it is the heart. Lotus is happy.

Laugh and watch the wind and rain escape the black dragon every day, and make love to the sky in the blue sky where the sea of clouds is rolling, looking for the perfection of Buddha's fate.

On that day, between heaven and earth, I stretched my petals and slowly completed the blooming of the lotus.

You walked past me, stopped to look at me and exclaimed, "What a beautiful lotus!" " "

I have never heard a compliment before.

In this blissful sky of quiet inside, there are all things that know each other and belong to each other, each with its own reasons for practicing Buddhism, and there is also hype to promote Buddhism, but there is no earthly praise and joy.

So I looked up at you, but I saw tenderness and implication, a smile and familiarity.

Lotus heart thumped.

I understand why generations of practitioners still can't reach the fate of water.

I understand what the Buddha said, "Buddha's life is not enough, so it can't be forced."

I also understand this meeting tied to the stone.

So I stopped my inner peace and asked the Buddha to let you and me meet again and make a dusty relationship.

Buddha always smiles at flowers and watches my heart open and close slightly.

It was not until 500 years later that the fate of you and me was enough, and there was a dusty fate by the Sansheng Stone.

The Buddha looked at me, and Bai Lianhua rose slowly from the bottom of my heart.

Buddha said: Don't say, don't say, don't say.

Get over it, get married, go where you belong, and look through the calendar.

Looking back for the last time, the clean paradise was left behind, and the wind and smoke were rolling.

Brief introduction of the author

Xi Murong, 1943, 10 was born on June 5th, Sichuan, and grew up in Taiwan Province province. His parents are both Mongolians from Inner Mongolia, and their Mongolian name is Princess Mulun. Xi Murong was born in Sichuan during his father's military life. At the age of thirteen, he wrote poems in his diary. At the age of fourteen, he entered the Art Department of Taipei Normal University, and later entered the Art Department of Taiwan Province Provincial Normal University. 65438-0964 entered the Royal Academy of Art in Brussels, Belgium, specializing in oil painting. After graduation, he served as an associate professor of fine arts in Hsinchu Teachers College of Taiwan Province Province. He held dozens of personal exhibitions, published a set of paintings and won many painting awards. 198 1 year, Taiwan Province dida publishing house published Xi Murong's first book of poetry, Li Qixiang, which was reprinted seven times a year. Other poems are also reprinted in one edition. Xi Murong writes more about love, life and homesickness, which is extremely beautiful, elegant and transparent, lyrical and full of true love for life. It has influenced the growth of a whole generation.

The author's masterpiece

Flowering tree

How to let you meet me

In my best moment, for this.

I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years.

Begging for it makes us have a dusty relationship.

Then the Buddha turned me into a tree.

Follow the path you may take.

In the blooming flowers, I wait in the sun.

Every flower carries my previous hopes.

Please listen carefully when you come near.

The trembling leaves are my passion for waiting,

You finally walked past without paying attention.

On the ground behind you

Friend, that's not a petal.

It is my withered heart