For the whole day, Shang Zhen went out to collect firewood and barbecue for the little cat, but he was absent-minded.
In the evening, Shang Zhen sat down cross-legged again.
This time he wanted to recruit again.
What did he want to understand yesterday when he entered the seat? But it finally gave him a good night's sleep.
But although it was said that he had no dreams, he slept very well, but he had no dreams but it bothered him.
This time, I have to start with the truth he wanted to understand when he was sitting in the seat yesterday.
Last night, when the wind of meditation began to blow up, Shang Zhen suddenly realized that he was the same.
The sound of the wind outside of one's body and mind is always changing, changing the tone, or changing from noisy to quiet.
And my thoughts are always changing. I can subdue my thoughts by counting my breath, but I can't subdue the changes in the outside voice.
So, the question is, what is the same for yourself
At that moment, Shang Zhen suddenly realized that his instinct to see, hear, and perceive when listening to voices was unchanged!
Of course, a person can hear the movement outside because he has this kind of hearing.
But when the outside movement is gone, does this instinct disappear
It must have not disappeared!
Not being able to hear is also a kind of hearing, and the cognitive ability that feels mysterious and mysterious knows that one can't hear is the same!
In other words, no matter how the outside world changes, no matter how one's own physical and mental world changes, it seems that there is another one who just looks indifferently.
That himself has never had any changes in his thoughts and emotions, he is like a mirror from beginning to end to reflect his feelings, anger, and sadness.
Since Shang Zhen discovered that this "self" was unchanging, then he simply took care of that self with all his mind.
This kind of feeling is very strange. Shang Zhen doesn't know how to describe it. It is very laborious to describe in words, and the words may not express the meaning, but this constant feeling really exists all the time!
Shang Zhen gave this unclear thing, and even the "thing" was just a pronoun. He named the "thing" and the "self" "Fantasy".
And last night’s Shang Zhen found constant under this kind of reflection, and before long, he “forgot” the sound of the wind outside, and “forgetted” his physical and mental world, including of course the effects of drinking spring water. If there is no pain.
As a result, he was extremely sleep deprived and went into deep sleep.
But now, in order to retrieve the past life he thought he must have, he came up with another trick.
That is, I can do that kind of visualization tonight but don't go deep, I need to dream!
Before the wind started, the little milk cat fell asleep again.
Shang Zhen finally noticed the change of the little milk cat since he said that every day they, one animal and one beast, must drink the water from the spring.
That is, the little milk cat is more lethargic than before.
As a result of drowsiness even after drinking spring water, Shang Zhen found that the little milk cat grew faster and had a much stronger body than before.
In the past two days of Shang Zhen, I was really surprised when I saw the little milk cat jumping on the big rock!
The little milk cat jumped directly onto the second step of the big rock.
Just this time, the little milk cat jumped up to three or four feet tall!
It's not surprising that the little milk cat, which is essentially a lynx, can jump.
But all cats, cats, tigers, leopards, lynxes, which one can't jump
But how old is the little milk cat? Now even a half-big cat can't be considered as a big cat, but it can jump so high all at once. This is very abnormal.
Shang Zhen attributed the little milk cat’s sudden ability to jump to the spring, but at the same time couldn’t help thinking, would this little playful drink so much spring water also think of its past life
When thinking of this, Shang Zhen also deliberately looked at the eyes of the little milk cat.
He was really afraid that when the little milk cat was looking at him, a human-like wise or cunning gaze would suddenly appear in his eyes.
However, fortunately, the eyes of the little milk cat when she looked at him were still cute after all.
However, just today when Shang Zhen endured the pain and gritted his teeth and climbed the boulder, he saw that the little milk cat was already lying next to the corpse of the female lynx.
It's windy here, so naturally there are no rotting old birds or vultures coming to bite.
And because the weather is already cold, the female lynx hasn't rotted, but her body has shrunk a bit under the influence of madness, and it must be drying in the air.
Shang Zhen didn't feel much emotion for the body of a lynx. Even though the life and death of a lynx touched his heart, he has not reached that age with emotion.
However, the little milk cat was lying next to his mother and placed his chin on the stone, just staying quietly.
Because he was worried that the little milk cat would have some wisdom after drinking the spring water, Shang Zhen went to look at the little milk cat's eyes.
But the little milk cat lies so low that he can't see it at all.
In the end, Shang Zhen also lay down on his side, and as soon as Shang Zhen's face was attached to the cold stone, he clearly saw a certain kind of sentiment in the eyes of the little milk cat.
That kind of affection can be called sadness, the sadness of a child losing his mother!
That kind of affection can also be called attachment, a child's attachment to his mother!
At that moment, Shang Zhen had an illusion, is this little toy in front of him still a wild little milk cat? This is clearly a child like himself!
At this moment, Shang Zhen thought of his parents.
My mother, like my father, is an ordinary villager, and even in Yukou Village, she is incomparable with some shrewd people.
They all have short arms and legs like themselves, and those who are usually boring know that they will never work short.
However, that is his own father and mother, there are countless people in the world who can come by themselves but there is only one.
The mother would cover herself with a quilt at night.
Dad will sew the best and warmest leather boots by himself.
If parents are honest, children will also be deceived.
Whenever he was bullied by the older children in the village, his father would rush to the front like a warrior, blushing his face and talking about other people's parents who seem so shrewd.
Dad's mouth is stupid. He said that he was blushed by someone with sharp teeth for a long time, but he felt that he was justified and couldn't say it. He just repeated that sentence repeatedly. Why hit me
And my own mother guarded herself behind her like an old Baozi guarding a chicken.
In the eyes of Shang Zhen as a child, Nianghui would always stand in front of him. In the eyes of others, his mother or her appearance was not good, but in his eyes, mother was a mountain that could block all disasters for himself!
When thinking about all this, Shang Zhen cried.
I don't know what happened to the parents who stayed in the village. Shang Zhen, who had dreamed countless nights and dreams, was finally different from the original "little bench".
And when he saw the little milk cat attached to his mother, he suddenly had an urge to be a mountain and keep his parents behind!
Drinking the spring water quickly doesn't hurt anymore, and dreaming quickly, trying to find a way to return to Yukou Village, Shang Zhen feels anxious.