A cold wave is sweeping across Yunnan, and Dali is no exception. The cold wind is steep at the foot of the mountain, and there is rime and snow on the mountain. I have heard many times that in the Martial Arts Temple in the ancient city, there lived a group of marginalized people who could not afford the 400 yuan a month for a bed and could only sleep in tents outdoors.
"You can work as a waiter casually, and you can earn 2,000 yuan including food and accommodation for a month. You won't end up living on the streets! I think they are a group of Sanhe masters who can do a day job in Shenzhen." , three days of fun! Prices in Dali are low, so if you do it for one day, you can have five days of fun!”
I didn’t immediately refute the other party’s words. After dinner a few days ago, I came alone on a small electric donkey borrowed from the landlord! Go to the Wu Temple.
Walking into the alley where the Martial Arts Temple is located, I saw stools on both sides of the road, and a group of men, women and children sitting there eating with paper boxes. It turns out that "Yi Ran Tang" is here! A bowl of vegetarian rice noodles in Gucheng costs 10 yuan, and vegetarian lunch boxes are still available here for 5 yuan each.
On both sides of the entrance to the Wu Temple, there are several outdoor tents set up. The zippers are not closed, and you can clearly see that most of them are not inflatable mattresses and sleeping bags, but serious cotton quilts. It seems that this is not a temporary residence, but a long-term residence.
When a young boy was meeting another man with a shaved head, I saw that he was holding a philosophy book in his hand. The young boy returned to his tent facing the main hall of the Martial Arts Temple, sat on the stone steps, and looked at the wound on his toe. He was wearing a pair of sandals, and the carapace of two of his toes had been broken into a small ball of red flesh and was frozen again.
I sat next to him as if nothing had happened and asked, how did you do it? He was not prepared for my unfamiliar face, and said that he had just walked back to the ancient city from Xiaguan and kicked a stone while walking. I asked him, why don't you wear sneakers? He pointed to a pair of black sneakers next to the tent behind him and said, I have sneakers, but I still like to wear slippers! It was already six or seven in the evening, and my feet, which were wearing wool socks, felt the chill in my leather boots. I asked him, it’s so cold, why don’t you stay in a youth hostel to survive the winter? He said, this is more suitable for me! I wake up every morning and practice yoga. The sun is bright during the day and the scenery is first-rate...
During the conversation, I learned that the boy graduated from college and his hometown is Lishui, Zhejiang. After coming to Dali, he made a living by selling tea, and his warehouse was in Xiaguan. Choosing such a lifestyle was a rebellion against his parents. When he was at home, his parents had to take care of everything and he had no freedom at all. Now that the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, he feels freer than he has ever felt before. I didn't ask in detail how his parents disciplined him. From his appearance and demeanor, I could imagine that he had been domesticated.
On Luyu Road in the ancient city, there is a non-profit vegetarian restaurant called Ciyuanzhai, which serves free lunch and dinner six days a week. During Ciyuanzhai's regular break on Wednesday, they ate at Yirantang next to the Wu Temple. Two meals a day cost only ten yuan.
Yirantang provides free hot water all day long, which solves the daily drinking water problem. Just go to the nearby public toilet to brush your teeth and wash your hands. I asked, what should I do if I take a shower and wash my hair? The boy said that they almost never take a bath because the human body has the ability to purify itself. I agree with what he said. Except for some dandruff on his head, the boy has no peculiar smell.
I am a sensitive person. There are many men half a meter away, and the unclean smell on their bodies will spread to the point where I feel uncomfortable and have goosebumps all over my body. This kind of uncleanness comes from years of smoking, drinking, gluttony, and indulgence in body and mind. Even washing twice a day does not help. When I'm in a first-tier city, I'd rather walk, ride a bike, or take a taxi than squeeze into the subway during rush hours. I don't want to see these people, even though they're well-dressed, their eyes are too bitter and even hollowed out. Very scary.
While chatting with the boy, the bald man took off his blue monk robe and began to practice the long stick with precise movements and sufficient strength. After a while, he got two more foam mats and put them together, took off his shoes, and started practicing yoga like an ascetic. The boy took out an old laptop from the tent and started processing the tea orders from the online store. I started talking to the bald man.
Let’s get straight to the point, are you a monk? He said, if you think I am, then I am, and if you think I am not, then I am not.
Why not go to the temple? Food and accommodation included, and salary?
He said that when he went to the temple, there were all kinds of intrigues inside and it was not clean at all.
After practicing the exercises, the bald man went to get paper and pen, and drew while playing music. His consciousness flowed with the music. There was no skill or structure at all. The drawings were ugly and clumsy, but it made him feel happy. The first thing I thought of was the pencil drawings Yayoi Kusama made when she was a girl and had a schizophrenia attack.
As the sky darkened, people who lived in the Martial Arts Temple returned one after another. There was a buddy who had ridden 60,000 kilometers at home and abroad, across Southeast Asia; there was a middle-aged man who looked like a monk, standing motionless, seemingly in meditation. . On the way back on my electric bike, my teeth were shaking involuntarily from the cold. Compared with them, I have much better food and nutrition supply. What I lack is the mental strength to resist the cold.
When I went back that day, I found the three movies "The Matrix" and watched them, and brainstormed one after another. Choose the blue pill, live in the matrix, compete on the track, and live a glamorous life; choose the red pill, live sober, wear rags, and eat only porridge and rice cereal.
The truth is cruel, the lies are beautiful, the matrix is ??powerful, and the individual is small. Even as powerful as ONE, he cannot reach the truth and truth, but at least, he is getting close. No matter losing your life.
Yesterday I saw in Moments that a female friend who works at HSBC was invited to attend the Forbes China Under 30 Summit. At the same age as her, I had no car, no house, no social security, and was still a homeless person who had quit my job for a year and a half. This friend has an excellent family background, and becoming an elite is the path she must take. I, who do not have an excellent family background, have had a brief encounter with the "elite life" due to my superior IQ and the pressure of my parents' expectations. .
I began to question the social evaluation system formulated by the rule designers; I began to ask, who am I? I chose to pierce the nutrient solution, commit suicide in various ways, and finally fell into the so-called bottom pile to look for another possibility.
According to the explanation of the encyclopedia, Sanhe Master refers to the new generation of migrant workers wandering in Sanhe. They originally came to Shenzhen with the dream of making money and getting rich, but reality ruthlessly shattered their dreams and chose to indulge in In the online world built by elites, they gain a sense of presence by playing games.
Yokes are everywhere, but human beings are born free. These people who live in the Martial Temple are the Great God Dali, not the Great God Sanhe. Ordinary people live in the matrix constructed by society, family, and others; Dali, the great god, lives in the matrix of his own choice.
Rousseau said: “He who thinks he is the master of all others is more of a slave than all others.
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