Faithful to Buddha, Faithful to You

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Seven days after the bright summer morning, we got on his carriage with good performance and set off towards the Kizil Thousand Buddha Caves. The Kizil Thousand Buddha Cave is 70 kilometers away from Kuche. Our carriage is light and can be reached in two days. But it was really uncomfortable to have a small space with Roche. His eyes fell on his figure.

Calm Rosh, smiling Rosh, elegant and calm Rosh, rosh eyes, my eyes, like an 8-megapixel camera, constantly freeze his picture. Alas, it would be nice to have his picture. I can still have a thought when I go back. go back? By the way, I still have to go back anyway, so the feelings of vain are meaningless. Quickly watch your nose, watch your nose, put away all the thoughts you shouldn't have, resolutely resist the charm of handsome guys, and do my job well.

So, when the carriage stopped and rested, I ignored him and stretched out his hand to help me. Resolutely serve yourself when eating and drinking, don't take everything from him. After eating the naan, when there was broken bits in the corner of the mouth, he touched his mouth and wiped it clean, leaving his hand holding the veil retreated in embarrassment. When it was really impossible to hide in the carriage, he simply closed his eyes and recuperated. When he was sleepy, he would never fall back to sleep, lest he wake up and find his arm as a pillow.

Is it my illusion? There was a faint sigh, if floating into my ears. My heart hurts for no reason...

So I reached the Kizil Thousand Buddha Cave. Can't help but admire his own strength, in such a situation where two days of being alone is distracting, he can still stick to his principle: resolutely not have any emotional entanglement with any ancient people. This is what the boss taught me before I went through: always remember that you are a modern person, always remember that you want to go back to modern times, always remember that if you work with personal feelings, history may change...

When I saw the Queerdag Mountain radiate a dazzling rouge in the sunset, the cave doors were lined up, with wooden ladders and promenades leading to the grottoes. I think, I can forget the too laborious stuff like feelings...

I visited the grotto early the next morning. In the evening, I lived in an inn beside the Muzat River. It is already the best room, but the sanitary conditions are still not reassuring. Fortunately, I have my own light sleeping bag. In the evening, the night near the Muzat River is as cool as a wash, and the stars are everywhere. The night sky without pollution looks so refreshing. I wanted to walk around by the river, but I was always distracted by the tall, thin figure who followed me behind me, trying to calm down. There was no choice but to walk back to the room with his heart, leaving him to walk alone by the moonlit river.

When I went to the grotto the next day, there were still too many people who recognized him. The cave temple has attracted many monks to practice here, and all the monk caves are full. When everyone saw him, there was no surprise, even a slight expression of contempt.

Impossible, when will Rosh be despised? It must be my heart.

In any case, the monastery welcomed him warmly and introduced him to a monastery cave that was intentionally emptied. However, he should be surrounded by the group of monks to discuss Buddhism, instead of just sitting cross-legged in a monk's cave as if he were alone now. I paid attention to it, and the monks in other monastery caves sat all day long without leaving home. Although it is a bit strange, I think that I am not familiar with the rules and regulations of Buddhism. Besides, the most attractive thing to me now is the mural painting, which puts my doubts aside.

There are a total of 236 caves in the Kizil Thousand Buddha Caves, and about 80 caves with frescoes. The overwhelming majority are monastery caves where the Hinayana monks practice. I have watched it in the 21st century. There are no frescoes in the Sangfang Cave, only cold stone beds, very narrow. In ancient times, it was not only difficult but also expensive to dig a grotto with manual techniques. The original caves of the Kizil Thousand Buddha Caves were all funded by the Guizi royal family. What I see now is that there are only two mural caves and eight monastery caves. One of the mural caves has not been completed yet, and the painters are still busy painting.

I was immediately attracted, what a great subject. Whether it is paint, composition, coloring, composition of the painter, the Buddhist story of painting, any one theme can be a high-quality academic paper. Being able to see how the ancient paintings described these murals little by little under the lighting conditions of rosin, let me devote myself to the research work. I communicated with the painters and got together, learning their painting skills, and copying the completed paintings, so busy.

They used azure blue lapis lazuli as the base, and applied gold powder and gold foil on the Buddha's cassocks. At a glance, the Buddha in the basket-colored diamond pattern sparkled with gold, which was beautiful and unusual. When the red color on the mural changed to black after wind and dust, and other pigments were difficult to distinguish the original purpose, the blue painted with lapis lazuli never faded and was as gorgeous as ever. Lapis lazuli, native to Afghanistan 1,500 kilometers away from Guizi, has a tantalizing deep blue hue, and has a golden pyrite star point. When the ancient merchants transported them to Guizi, The price of Jinshi has been several times higher than that of the same weight of gold. In the cave, the blue and green are intertwined, and the golden light flashes. This dazzling picture is a huge expense.

In these paintings, later generations of Guizi turned back to hate idol worship and wiped away the gold powder one by one in the Kizil Grottoes, exposing the color of the mud and dust inside to modern times. Only that blue sky left many scholars in the 21st century to sigh.

After the rise of Buddhism in the 6th century BC, there were no Buddha statues for hundreds of years. Instead, footprints, thrones, linden trees, and pagodas were used as symbols. After the first century AD, with the popularity of Mahayana Buddhism, idol worship gradually became popular, and then there were creations of Buddha statues. In the Gandhara region (the northwestern region of the South Asian subcontinent, now north of Pakistan and the northeastern border of Afghanistan), because Alexander the Great had fought here to bring in Greek art, the production of Buddha statues absorbed the style of Greek statues and reliefs more . Gandhara art has become an important genre of Buddha art.

The Kizil Grottoes are deeply influenced by Gandhara art and even Greek art. A buddha statue destroyed in later generations is a typical representative of the Gandhara Buddha statue. Oval face, dignified eyebrows, long nose bridge, wavy hair with a top bun, a coat with a **** shoulders, and a beard. Many of the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Feitian, etc. in the murals are half-naked, or even completely naked, with beautiful postures. The clothes, accessories, and silk belts on the body are all depicted in the wood.

I am copying a temptation of a court lady. This picture shows whether the Buddha or the prince decided to become a monk because of the distress in real life. In order to keep him on the throne, his father Jingfan Wang deliberately created an environment of drunken gold fans around him, which made him nostalgic for the world. I was drawing with all my heart, and suddenly felt something strange behind me. Looking back, Rosh was standing behind me, staring at my sketchbook, his face red astonishingly. I looked at my picture and suddenly understood.

I was tracing the naked maiden closest to the prince, holding the full **** in one hand and supporting the plump thighs with the other, leaning forward to approach the prince with his upper body, legs spread out, and a gritty appearance. This picture is only an inconspicuous one of thousands of figures in the whole grotto mural painting. If it is not for me to zoom out, I am afraid no one can see it so carefully. And this posture of the court lady is too tempting, and the meaning of **** permeates the entire chapter of the drawing paper.

I blushed a little, and quickly closed the sketchbook and asked him what was wrong. He came to call me for lunch. For the past ten days, I have refused to go in and out with him, and I would rather go with the painter for lunch. Now he came and called, and suddenly noticed that I drew too fascinatingly, and the people around me were gone. I couldn't refuse anymore, so I had to go to dinner with him.

These days he often ran in and out with the temple master, and also pointed at the surrounding cliff with the drawings. I asked him curiously, he said that he planned to use the alms from the Wang family in recent years to dig a large statue of Buddha here. I looked at the drawing, and it was 15 meters tall. There was a circle of small standing Buddhas in the headlight and backlight aura of the Buddha. This form of Buddha statue is different from the Hindu Buddhism which only emphasizes Nirvana.

The art of Gandhara goes all the way to the Silk Road, first in the third century after the development of Guishuang in eastern Afghanistan. The Bamiyan Buddha destroyed by the Taliban is a typical representative of this art genre. Rosh and his mother had been to Kashmir's Bin (Jin Ji) guest, who is the central area of ​​Gandhara, and they must have seen this giant statue. No wonder the Kizil Thousand Buddha Caves also have big Buddha caves. Such a huge project is difficult to complete without the advocacy of a monk like him.

What Roche could not know is that he combined this Indian cave architecture with the giant statue of Gandhara to create a grotto Buddha statue into the Kizil cave, which not only affected the place of Guizi, but also the Mogao Caves of Dunhuang in later generations. Yungang Grottoes and Longmen Grottoes have had a major impact.

I couldn't help but admire him a bit. But while watching him busy, he noticed the monks nestling in the monastery cave all day long. They did not come out during the meal, and Xiao Shami carried the lunch boxes one by one. These moves are really weird. There must be some kind of ceremony. Ask Rosh at dinner, he just said that the monks are meditating, it's no surprise. I knew that it would be useless to ask what he didn't want to say, so I had to ask them when working with the painter in the afternoon.

"That's where the mages are sitting in Xia."

Xia Zuo? It sounds familiar. Recalling that "Fa Xian Zhuan" mentioned that Fa Xian's westward journey stopped several times for three months, just for Xia Zuo.

"Mages have to practise practising the Tao every summer, and stay in the house and not come out. Because everything grows at this time, they avoid unintentional killing without going out."

"Yeah, they can't come out. If they have to come out, they still have to ask the temple master for leave."

"Yeah, yeah, just sit for a month. The Master of Daoxing Gao, sit for three months."

The rambling discussion can't be heard. My nose started to pantothenic acid again. No wonder the monks looked disdainfully at him. When he should stay in the temple obediently, he blatantly took a woman on a trip. Although he came here for the purpose of building the Great Buddha, why must he come during the Xia Zuo period? Where does he clear the rules and regulations? Is he for me?

At night I sat in a daze by the Muzat River, and he looked at me quietly not far from me. I beckoned to him, he was startled, and walked slowly to me. I patted the stone on the side, and he sat down with some hesitation.

"Rosh, you shouldn't have come out while sitting in the summer..."

His body flickered slightly, his eyes shifted to the sparkling river, and his tone was still faint: "Here he came to build the Great Buddha, but also respect the Buddha. Why not?"

"Can't you wait another month?"

He suddenly looked at me, and under the twinkling night sky, the waves in his eyes were tumbling, but he instantly disappeared into his heavy eyes.

Sourness poured into his throat, and he dared not look into his eyes: "Rosh, I have already painted almost the same. I can leave tomorrow."

He did not speak, and turned back to stare at the river without any expression on his face.

I bit my lip, ruthlessly: "Rosh, I don't belong here."

"I know." He stood up abruptly, his waist straight and his chest slightly undulating. He was really too tall and looked up at him, his neck so tired that he couldn't hold his head. My head is really too heavy...too heavy to fall...

"We will leave tomorrow."

Lifting his heavy head hard, he saw the maroon monk's clothes quickly moving towards the inn. After a while, turning a corner, it disappeared,

That night, looking out from the window of the inn room, a silvery riverside, the moonlight pulled out a long figure. The wind blew, and the large and thin monks piled up, becoming more lonely and lonely. I stared staringly at the slender figure, and for a moment felt cold on the front. Huo Ran touched his face and rushed out of the room. The night was lonely and clear, the sound of water gurgled, but no one was seen by the river. That night, I almost opened my eyes to dawn.

When we went back we barely spoke. His eyes were blue and piled under the deep sunken sockets, which was especially obvious. And me? After looking at the bronze mirror, it's not much better. He looked out, and so was I. We are all grown-ups, impossible things, why do we struggle so much? Taking advantage of it now, it can still be closed. Back in the 21st century, I have my own time to live, maybe find someone to fall in love with. Brothers who are one year older than me have always had a little meaning to me, and can consider further development. Even if the elder brother is not as handsome as he is, he is not as smart, he is not as gentle, he is not as good as him... I certainly know that the elder brother is not as good as him, but the elder brother is a real person. And he, to me, is just research material, so a few words in the paper pile...

We went back to his small courtyard in Subash's old city in silence. He stared at me for a while before returning to the temple. His eyes were complicated, and finally he sighed: "I will arrange for the caravan. I will sit in the summer for a few days, and I won't come at night."

I lowered my eyes and nodded.

For a while, he still didn't leave. Footsteps circled at the door, never moved out.

"In another ten days, it's Su Muzhe. You said that if you want to see Su Muzhe, it's better..." He hesitated: "Let's go afterwards..."

I looked up and fell into the two bottomless Tanze, as if I had a magnetic force, sucking in my weak body. The usual clever mouth is now clumsy with only one word left: "Ok..."

The corner of his mouth hung up. After so many days, I saw him laughing for the first time. However, I didn’t stay here for you for a few more days. I really wanted to see Su Muzhe, the Eastern-style carnival. I am a good student, good scholar, good model, but I am not a...good lover...

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Xia Zuo: It is the end of Xia Xiaju, the date is April 15th of the lunar calendar every year, and the settlement is on the 15th day of the lunar calendar. In addition, Dong Anju is released from October 15 to January 15 every year. It is the life practice of the Buddhist disciples who gather and stay in one place during the rainy season. The time to settle in is not necessarily three months, the most religious is three months. The location is uncertain, and can be small houses, under trees, forests, grottoes, beds, and settlements. The "Fifth Rule" stipulates that it is not allowed to live in a place without ambulance (invasion of venomous snakes, tigers and leopards). Settlements can be divided into summer settlements and winter settlements. If you want to leave during your settlement, you must ask for leave and get permission before you can leave. In the jungle, Lusi places great emphasis on living in peace. Anju is also known as sitting in the summer (not in the house). In the middle of residence, if there is a fire burning, venomous snake harassment, flooding, territorial incompatibility, thieves, family harassment, or female difficulties, you can relocate, otherwise you will be guilty.