Da Qing. His courtesy name is Chongfu and his common surname is Bian. He is a native of Zhuji, Shaoxing, Zhejiang. He became a monk in the Daxiong Temple in the capital in his childhood. When I was a little older, I heard the news about Master Yunqi Lianchi's extensive teachings

Da Qing. His courtesy name is Chongfu and his common surname is Bian. He is a native of Zhuji, Shaoxing, Zhejiang. He became a monk in the Daxiong Temple in the capital in his childhood. When I was a little older, I heard the news about Master Yunqi Lianchi's extensive teachings on all living beings, so I crossed the river to worship and get close to him. After the two met, they met by chance, and from then on they devoted themselves to the Pure Land Dharma. In his later years, he lived in the Dashan Zen Hall. He was especially fond of the Huayan Sutra and read and recited one Sutra every day. He once wrote 108 poems about the Pure Land, four of which are now included:

"Buddha's seed originated from the great opportunity, and now I live to cover my door. My body is as light as a crane, and my bliss is flying all the way."

"The self-smiling mountain monk has no choice but to wander around the world and is full of enthusiasm. Whenever someone speaks Western language, the instructions will be clear for a moment."

"After suffering all the hardships, the joy will come to an old age, and the sound of the Buddha will penetrate the teeth and flow from the spring. There are few signs of court pagodas in Jintai. Keep working hard and don't blame God."

"I suddenly think about Jiapo, and there is no wind on the ground to make waves. The thoughts disappear and return to the place where there are no thoughts. I don't know that there are many no thoughts."

In November of the sixth year of Shunzhi in the Qing Dynasty (1649 AD), he showed illness and personally wrote the clerical couplet for the shrine and explained various funeral arrangements. On the expected day, he sat up, put on pure clothes, faced the west, chanted Amitabha, and passed away peacefully. (Pure Land Poems and Postscripts by Zen Master Chongfu)