Ananda said to the Buddha, "I fell in love with a woman.
The Buddha asked Ananda, "How much do you like this woman?"
Ananda said, "I would like to be incarnated as a stone bridge, and I will be blown by the wind for five hundred years, the sun for five hundred years, and the rain for five hundred years, and I just want her to pass over the bridge."
"Rain of Swords" is a rare masterpiece among domestic movies. Zeng Jing's love in "Sword Rain" is particularly moving.
The monk Xuzhu cared for Zeng Jing with silent love, and turned Zeng Jing into his own dead point. What he recited before he died was Ananda's sentence: I would like to be incarnated as a stone bridge, and be blown by the wind for five hundred years, the sun for five hundred years, and the rain for five hundred years, just begging her to pass over the bridge.
Zeng Jing found the idiot and the monk, and understood the story and the deep affection of Xuzhu. She repented, put down the butcher knife, and disappeared into the world. Sell cloth for a living and live a peaceful life.
When she met another admirer, Zeng Asheng, she was a little moved, and she couldn't get rid of her countless sins, so she asked the crazy monk: Do I have this blessing again?
The foolish monk said: "The dead are the eyes of the living, the past heart is not available, the present heart is not available, the future heart is not available, the future has become the present, the present has become the past, go as you like, see if you can get ......."
At the cost of his life, the monk Xuzhu made a balance and break between the precepts and love.
Love is a very broad term. What you give, what you give. Those who are rewarded, and those who are not rewarded, are also counted. What you think, do, speak, and unsay is all called love.
The dedication and dedication of the monk Xuzhu are worthy of a well-deserved love. As the obsessive monk said: He loves you very much.
Before that, Zeng Jing was a killing machine, cold and inhumane. Xuzhu's death awakens her emotional world. Xuzhu said, I want to be the last person you kill. Perhaps what I can't say is that I am the one who loves you the most.
Although the new love has arrived, Zeng Jing's heart is also moved, but she needs to find a reason for peace of mind between the deep sinful past and whether she can be happy.
The words of the obsessive monk were like a shot in the arm, injecting Zeng Jing's soul.
She began to rush to a new life, and she loved Jiang Asheng even more intensely. This kind of intensity has the compensation for the emotion of the void bamboo, and also the cherishing of the people in front of you. It can be said that the predecessors planted trees, and the descendants enjoyed the shade. That's pretty much how it goes. Jiang Asheng's blessings are really great, and he has made a lot of money.
If Xuzhu has a spirit, he must understand it and will be gratified.
When Xuzhu was in front of Zeng Jing's eyes, she didn't understand what he meant. And with his departure, she was deeply in love. And that love is gone. But that love is her confidence and her source, which makes her more courageous to love.
Life is always full of accidents, and imperfection is a foregone conclusion.
Monk Xuzhu completed his mission, survived Zeng Jing, and made an unconscious killing machine not only have human emotions, but also transcend ordinary feelings and make a qualitative leap.
Zeng Jing cleaned up the past, was real and delicate, and enjoyed the beautiful emotions that belonged to her in the present steadfastly and seriously.
In the end, in order for the Jiang Asheng she loved so much not to leave her like Xuzhu, she did the same thing as Monk Xuzhu without hesitation, sacrificing herself for righteousness, trying to take the initiative to go to the unknown life and death situation.
In the underworld, in the reincarnation of heaven and earth, life is in such a circle and circle, you save me, I save him, back and forth, back and forth. But this stretch goes around in a circle and eventually feeds back to you. In the process of saving others and oneself, a person has completed the transformation and sublimation of his own emotions.
People don't have to go through others to be happy, relieved, not to think hard, not to feel sorry, not to be annoyed, and to look back, they have already gone through thousands of mountains and rivers.
Let man be reconciled to himself. After all, when it comes to reality, there is no Xuzhu monk who lives and dies for you, and there is no foolish monk who solves the puzzle for you. You need to light the lamp of your heart, shine your own light, and light the way forward.