Lin Qingxuan's "The Moon Reaches the Heart of the Sky"
More than twenty years ago, there were no street lights in the countryside. It was almost dark when walking through the fields to return home at night. On normal days, It was through the twilight sky that I groped my way home.
When there are stars occasionally, it becomes much brighter, and I feel that there is also the light of stars in my heart.
If there is a moon, my heart will calm down and there will be no fear of the dark night. In southern Taiwan, especially on summer nights, the light of the moon is particularly brilliant and can make the entire mountain road clearly extend.
The moonlight in the countryside is difficult to describe. It is not like the projection of the sun coming from the outside. Its light is like coming from the grass and trees, from the streets, from the flowers and leaves, and even from under the eaves and inside the walls. It oozes out slightly, and sometimes you mistakenly think that everything has its own light. If the night is foggy, there will be fresh air everywhere, and when fireflies fly in groups, they seem to be elves dropped by the moonlight.
Everything under the moonlight has light, how good it is!
What’s even better is that under the moonlight, we also feel that there is a moon and light in our hearts. Although the light is not as warm as the sun, it is cool. From the hair on the top of the head to the nails on the toes, we can feel the moon. of coolness.
When we walk for a while and look up, the moon always follows us and shines on us. In our childhood years, the moon in our hearts has a kind of friendly life, just like someone holding a lantern to guide us. We were on the road, and the moon was on the road; we were on the top of the mountain, and the moon was on the top of the mountain; we were by the river, and the moon was in the river; when we returned home, the moon happened to be in front of the house.
To this day, the scene of watching the moon and the countryside under the moonlight are still vivid in my childhood. But there is a bit of mystery about the moon following us. The moon always follows us. Is it an illusion or reality? It can be said that it is both an illusion and reality. Since we know that there is only one moon, everyone thinks that the moon follows us. This is an illusion; but when the moon is with us, we feel that the moon is the only one and only shines for me. This is true.
Only when I grow up do I realize that the real fact is that everyone has a piece of the moon in their heart. It is unique and bright. When the moon shines on us, it reflects the moonlight and feels like the moon in the sky. It is also the moon in my heart. In this world, everyone has the moon buried in their heart, but they just don’t know it. Only a very small number of people still emit the light of the moon in the darkest moments. Those are the people who realize that they are the moon.
This is why Zen Buddhism calls pointing directly at the human heart "pointing to the moon". Pointing at the moon in the sky teaches people, and they should forget to point when they see the moon. It teaches people to have the light of the moon in their hearts, and the light appears. It is time to give up teaching. It just shows that the moon in the human heart and the moon in the sky are corresponding and inclusive, so it is said that "there are thousands of rivers with water and thousands of rivers with moon, and there are thousands of miles of cloudless sky." Even if there are thousands of rivers, there is a bright moon in each one. I have read many poems about the moon in the past, and some of them can express the realm of "the moon in my heart", such as Wang Yangming's "Moon-covered Mountain House":
When the mountain is close and the moon is far away, I feel that the moon is small, so I go to this mountain. Larger than the moon;
If a person has eyes as big as the sky, he will see that the mountains are high and the moon is wider.
Indeed, if we could open our minds to the size of the sky, wouldn’t the moon be among them? It's just that most people have small eyes, and it seems that the mountain is bigger than the moon. There is also a song written by Shao Yong, a Neo-Confucian scholar of the Song Dynasty, "Qing Ye Yin":
When the moon reaches the center of the sky and the wind blows over the water;
The general meaning of Qing is rarely known.
When the moon reaches the heart of the sky, when the wind blows over the water, they all have the meaning of coolness and purity. Only subtle emotions can understand it, and ordinary people cannot know it.
When we look at the moon, if we only see the moon in the sky and not the moon in the soul, then the moon is just a very brief encounter. How can we talk about eternal beauty?
So go back to yourself and let yourself be bright!
The moon reflects your own heart. Don’t be wrapped up in narrowness, but look at the world.
Things are relative. Only by being frank and tolerant can we have a more tranquil and peaceful state of mind and accept the vast and chaotic world.
Poetry of the Han and Wei Dynasties 1. The bright moon is bright and luminous at night, causing the weaving to sing on the east wall. Yuheng refers to Mengdong, why are the stars so clear? White dew touches the weeds, and the seasons suddenly change. The autumn cicadas chirp among the trees, and the blackbirds pass away peacefully. In the past, I and my fellow disciples held high and vibrated the six feathers. If you don't want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic. There is a fight in the south and the north, and the oxen is not yoked. What's the use of a false reputation if a good thing is not solid? 2. Poetry of Tingyue. The head of Tingyue Tower is connected to Taiqing, and the most distinct one is Tingyue Tingyue. The sky is buzzing, the ice is spinning, the medicine is being pounded, the jade pestle is clanging. The music plays Guanghan and the sound is thin, and the axe, osmanthus and osmanthus jingle. Occasionally, a gust of fragrant wind blew up, blowing away Chang'e's laughter. 3. How bright is the bright moon? How bright is the bright moon? It shines on my bed curtains. I can't sleep due to sadness, so I pick up my clothes and wander around. Although the trip is pleasant, it is better to return home early. When I go out and feel alone, who should I complain about? The leader returned to the room and shed tears on his clothes. 4. Song of Resentment The newly cracked Qi Wan Su is as fresh and clean as frost and snow. Cut it into an acacia fan, which looks like a bright moon. Going in and out of your arms, shaking in the breeze. I am often afraid that when autumn comes, the coolness will overtake the heat. Abandon the donation box and put it in the basket, and the kindness will end. Watching the Moon on the Fifteenth Night (Wang Jian) ??The ground in the courtyard is white with crows roosting on the trees, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently. Tonight, the moon is bright as far as the eye can see, and I don’t know who is missing my autumn thoughts. Guan Shanyue (Li Bai) The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass. The Han descended on the white road, and the Hu peered into the Qinghai Bay. The origin of the battle was that no one returned. The garrisonmen looked at the border towns with sad faces as they thought about returning home. The tall building is like this night, sighing is not enough. Drinking alone under the moon (Li Bai) A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date. Raise your glass to invite the bright moon, and look at each other as three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, and its shadow follows me. For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring. My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered. They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk. We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan. Ye Si (Li Bai) There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, and it is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown. On a moonlit night (Liu Fangping), the moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is tilted to the south. Tonight, I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen. Chang'e (Li Shangyin) The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, and the long river gradually sets and the dawn stars sink. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night. On the night of August 15th (Du Fu, Tang Dynasty), the full moon flies into the bright mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword. Turning around and walking far away, climbing osmanthus and looking up to the sky. There is frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers are visible on the forest habitat. At this time, looking at the white rabbit, I want to count the hair. On a moonlit night, I remember my brother-in-law (Du Fu). The garrison drum breaks the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. All my brothers are scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended. Watching the Moon and Huaiyuan (Zhang Jiuling) The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night! When the candle is extinguished, the compassion light is full, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew. I can't bear to give it away, but I still have a good night's sleep. Shuangyue (Li Shangyin) I first heard that there are no cicadas among the wild geese, and the water from a hundred-foot-high building reaches the sky. The young girl Su'e can withstand the cold, and fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon. There is a pregnant woman under the moon in the autumn night (Meng Haoran) The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, moistened by the dew. The startled magpies have not yet settled down, and the flying fireflies roll in behind the curtain. The cold shadows of the locust tree in the courtyard are sparse, and the neighbor's pestle sounds urgently at night. How long the good times are! Standing looking at the sky. On the night of August 15th, Wandering with the Moon in Taoyuan (Liu Yuxi, Tang Dynasty) When I see the moon in the dust, my heart feels free, especially in the clear autumn in the fairy mansion. The condensed light and long cold dew fall, standing on the highest mountain at this time. There are no clouds in the blue sky, and there is no wind, and there are pines growing on the mountains and water flowing down from the mountains. Taking a leisurely look at the group of animals, the sky and the earth are thousands of miles apart. The young master led me to the jade altar, and I invited the true immortal official from afar. The clouds are about to move and the stars are moving under the clouds, and Tianle makes a sound that makes his muscles and bones feel cold. The golden clouds and clouds gradually move eastward, and the shadows of the wheel are still seen frequently. It is difficult to combine beautiful scenery with good times, so he should be melancholy on this day. Mid-Autumn Moon (Yan Shu) Ten rounds of frost shadows turn around the courtyard. This evening, people are alone in the corner. Su'e may not be without regrets. The jade toad is cold and the osmanthus is alone. Mid-Autumn Moon (Su Shi) The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently. This night in this life will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year? Looking at the Moon in Huanting Pavilion on the Night of August 15th (Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty) On the night of August 15th of the past year, I was by the apricot garden by the Qujiang Pond. On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Penpu. Looking to the northwest, where is the moon? To the southeast, the moon is full. Yesterday the wind blew and no one was there, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years.
Waiting for the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival (Lu Guimeng) The lack of frost has turned to late and the good wind has turned like a farewell curtain. The tree is leaning and the love is infinite. The candles are dark and the fragrance is lingering. I sit without saying goodbye. I love the Sheng tune. I hear the music in the north. I am gradually seeing the stars. I am missing the southern Ji. Who is the school? Coolness and lust. On the night of the 15th day of the eighth lunar month in Tianzhu Temple (Tangpi day off), a jade stone falls under the moon wheel and is found in front of the temple. So far, there is no such thing as happening in heaven. It should be thrown to people by Chang'e. Song Su Shi's "Seeing the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival and Ziyou" The bright moon is not high in the mountains, and the auspicious light is thousands of feet long. Before the cup is finished, the silver tower surges, and the chaotic clouds break away like crashing waves. Whoever washes his eyes for God should use thousands of dendrobium waters from the Ming River. Then he looked at the people in the world coldly, and I couldn't bear to look at Zhanran. The sparks in the southwest are like projectiles, and the horns and tails are bright and clear, like dragons and dragons. Tonight I can't see anything, but the fireflies are fighting to clear the cold. Whose boat was in Bian yesterday? Thousands of lights made fish and dragons change at night. I follow the waves carelessly through twists and turns, and go to the festival with a low head and follow the song board. The green light disappears before turning around the mountain, and the waves and winds will not be strong again. The bright moon is easy to be low and people are easy to disperse. When you return to drink, you will pay more attention to it. The moonlight in front of the hall is getting clearer and clearer, and the throat is cold and the grass is dew. There is no one in the room after the rolling curtain is pushed open, except for the old man Chu who is mute under the window. Don't be ashamed of poverty in Nandu. There are several people who write poems about the moon. The personnel affairs of the Ming Dynasty followed the sunrise, and suddenly I dreamed of a guest from Yaotai. Climbing a tower to look at the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival (Song Dynasty Mi Fu) My eyes are so poor that the Huaihai Sea is as full as silver, and thousands of rainbow lights are nurturing the clams. If there is no moon door in the sky, the osmanthus branches will support the westward wheel. Nizhuang Mid-Autumn Festival (Yuan Haowen) The days are too thin and the clothes are narrow. The autumn is already cold. The children are walking together and recalling the journey. Little did they know that it is hard to dew. The air enters the hut, the sound of the stream is noisy, the rocky beach is in the mountains, the moon comes at night, and dawn comes. I have never read the poem "Shui Tiao Song" written by Su Shi. "Tou" Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking happily and getting drunk, writing this article, and when will the bright moon come to conceive a child? Ask the sky for wine. I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky? I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid that it will be cold in the high places. Dance and clear the shadow, how can it be like being in the human world? Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will make you sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan. Su Shi's "Moon over the Xijiang River" I am in Huangzhou, walking on the Qishui River on a spring night. Go to a restaurant to drink and get drunk. Riding the moon to a bridge over a stream, he untied his saddle and bent his arms, and lay down drunk for a short rest. It's already known. The mountains are crowded together and the flowing water is sonorous, which seems to be something other than the human world. This sentence is written on the bridge pillar. There are shallow waves in the wild, and there are layers of light in the sky. The barrier of mud has not been resolved, and the arrogance of jade is not solved. I want to get drunk and sleep on the fragrant grass. It's a pity that the wind and moon in the stream can't be taught to crush Qiong Yao. Undressing the saddle and pillowing on the green poplar bridge, Du Yu heard the spring dawn. Qiu Yeyue gathered and dispersed at the beginning. Then he called her, and there was no reason to meet her face again. In recent days, there will be a feast again unexpectedly. In front of the Lord, in his spare time, he frowned and sighed. It stirs up old sorrows endlessly. "Back to Dong Tiju Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet Initiation" by Wen Tianxiang of the Song Dynasty. The festival is illuminated by the river, and the clear ice of the painting boat is carried; when the moon is over, the glasses are raised, and the fragrant bottles are filled with green water. Worship the falling stars, and make appointments with the bright moon. The city is full of wind and rain, but fortunately the Double Ninth Festival is so close; the country and the mountains are as picturesque as ever before when we visited Red Cliff. The reward is paid by the straw, and the cloth is handed over to the wheel. [Manjianghong] Mid-Autumn Festival Sends Far Away Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty Go up to the west tower quickly, fearing that the sky will release and the floating clouds will cover the moon. But the jade-fiber horizontal flute cracked with a single blow. Whoever makes curling in the floating world has the most pity for the jade ax repair season. Ask Chang'e, if she is lonely and cold, if she has any worries, she should have a beautiful hair. The jade liquid is full and the cup is slippery. Lift up your long sleeves and sing loudly. Sigh, eighty-nine times out of ten, the desire is still lacking. If it's such a long night, the favor may not be appreciated. Turn the past and separation into joy and say it when you return. The fragrance of autumn pistils cannot be retained. Time rushes by, and the fragrant orchids rest, and the good flowers fade, but only in a moment. The colorful clouds are easy to scatter and the glass is brittle. On a windy and moonlit night, there are several old traces. Can't bear to think about it. Looking away this time, we will be separated forever. To the fairy island, to return to the underworld, there is no news. Xuan Qing The waning moon is hazy, the small banquet has faded, and the return is slightly cold. Carrying silver on my back, I fell asleep alone in the pavilion. I hugged a heavy quilt, and I was drunk and still silent. Time passes by again and again, the joy of the past is gone, and the sadness of separation is just a pillow. Thinking secretly, chasing old memories, the scenery of Shenjing is like a brocade. I wanted to throw fruit to my friends, and I had a banquet, and drank heavily at that time. The dancing swallows fluttered and sang, and in front of the Dai Banquet, there were all the gods and immortals. At the end of the night, it became even more sparse and crazy. More generals sleep in phoenix curtains and mandarin ducks. The jade hairpins are in disorder, and they are scattered all over the high sun. This joy is Sauvignon Blanc (Beijing prostitute). The streets are noisy with painted drums, orchid lanterns are all over the city, and the bright moon shines on the city. The night view of Jiangque, the capital of the Qing Dynasty, with silver arrows flying in the wind and golden stems exposed. The alleys are criss-crossed. Passing the Pingkang bridle, listen to the singing slowly. Phoenix candles flicker. That person did not cover up the incense screen. Looking into the Luoqi bush, I can vaguely recognize the old days, and my elegance is light. She is charming and charming, her smile is still there, and she greets you with intention.
For example, "Don't make the golden bottle empty to face the moon", use the "tail pattern" to play the Peking Opera play "Luminous Cup"; "The moon on Stone City is like a hook", play the "Jinling Yi" chapter of "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio"; "The moon at the end of the world is full ", which refers to Marshal Ye Jianying's poem "Looking from afar"; "The bright moon shines on me and I return it", which refers to the writer of the late Ming Dynasty who "returns to have light"; there is also an old riddle left by the Qing Dynasty, "Ci Jia saw the moon and returned it twice." ", a sentence from "Four Books": "look at it and then leave";... Guessing this kind of "moon riddle", if you don't have "three-thirds of ink" in your belly, I'm afraid it will be like "the tengu eats the moon and has no way to eat it." Some "moon riddles" have been passed down for years, and people are still interested in them. They are worthy of being called "old and pretty" who have always been young. And more works produced in the new era undoubtedly allow people to feel the bright style of the times while guessing. For example, "the moon surges over the river", the second physics noun: "cold light", "fluctuation"; "the twenty-five strings play the moon at night", the first modern literary and artistic form: "music party"; "the clouds break, the moon comes and the flowers come" "Make a shadow", use the mining term "open-pit mining"; "I send my sorrow to the bright moon", use the scientific term "optical communication"; and so on. If the footprints of history can be traced from the illustrations of every culture and art, then aren’t the above “moon mysteries” also a piece of evidence? Interestingly, for some "moon riddles", the same riddle can reveal several answers with completely different connotations. For example, if you lift the same red hijab, you can see the different smiling faces of several brides. For example, "To raise a glass to invite the bright moon", it not only uses the title of the song "Chaotian Song", but also uses the foreign place names: "Yangon" and "Balkan"; and then uses the idiom "I am the only one"; and then uses the philatelic noun "top grade"; Type the pinyin letter four: "YOWV"; there are five answers in total, which can be said to be "one riddle and many answers". Another phenomenon is equally interesting - the riddles and answers of some "lunar mysteries" can actually "reverse roles" with each other and still remain correct, which is really "a strange thing among the mysteries". For example: "This song should only exist in the sky", and the movie title "Crescent Moon"; "The moon crescents shine on the nine states", and the seven-character Tang poem "This song should only exist in the sky" are one example. It is particularly worth mentioning that among the many modern "moon puzzles", many are ingenious creations by compatriots from Hong Kong, Macao, Taiwan and overseas Chinese. For example, in Taiwan, "the moon is full again in autumn", the food name is "longan"; "clear stream reflects the bright moon", in daily life, "beautiful"; in Hong Kong and Macao, "the waning moon shines in pairs", the word "many" is used; The Thai overseas Chinese's "When will the bright moon come" is based on a line from the Book of Songs: "The third and fifth are in the east";... After chewing and pondering these "monthly mysteries", can you say that there is no deep affection among the overseas children who yearn for the reunification of the motherland and the reunion of their flesh and blood? ! The topic of "Moon Mystery" is like the moon like an ice mirror and a jade jade, which is graceful and moving and cannot be described endlessly. There is a saying: "A round of moonlight is as bright as day, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is the time of success." On that bright moonlit night, when relatives and friends are sitting around drinking wine and cooking tea, they might as well come up with a riddle to invite the moon to entertain them. I believe that the colorful "Moon Mystery" will definitely make the moon in your eyes more charming and lovely than usual. There is a wonderful couplet on the Duoqing Wuxia Gorge in Duoqing, a famous scenic spot for admiring the moon: "The moon is bright, and the August moon is especially bright; the mountains and mountains are beautiful, and the mountains of Wushan are very beautiful." This couplet is written using the technique of overlapping words. The characteristic of "the moon is extremely bright during the Mid-Autumn Festival", compared with the second couplet with the beautiful scenery of Wushan as its content, can be said to be neat and natural, a perfect match. The couplet of the Moon Tower in Yuyuan Garden, Shanghai: "The building is tall but let the clouds fly by; Chi Xiao can send the moon here." The couplet explains the principle that "a ruler is shorter and an inch is longer", and the appreciation of the couplet shows people's philosophy.