One day, one of Confucius' students was sweeping the floor outside the door, and a guest came and asked him, "Who are you?" He proudly said, "I am a disciple of Mr. Kong Lao!" The guest said, "That's great. Can I ask you a question?" The student said happily, "Yes!"

The guest asked, "How many seasons are there in a year?" The students thought, do you still need to ask such questions? So he replied: "Spring, summer, autumn and winter." The guest shook his head and said, "No, there are only three seasons in a year." "Hey, you are mistaken, Four Seasons!" "Three seasons!" In the end, the two men couldn't argue, so they decided to bet that if it was four seasons, the guests would kowtow to the students three times, and if it was three seasons, the students would kowtow to the guests three times.

Just as Confucius was coming out of the room, the student asked, "Teacher, how many seasons are there in a year?" Confucius glanced at the guests and said, "There are three seasons in a year." The student was scared to death, but he was afraid to ask at once. The guest immediately said, "kowtow, kowtow!" " The students had no choice but to kowtow three times.

After the guests left, the students couldn't wait to ask, "Teacher, there are obviously four seasons in a year. Why do you say there are only three?"

Confucius said, "Didn't you see that man was all green just now? He is a grasshopper. The grasshopper was born in spring and died in autumn. He has never seen winter. He will be satisfied if you talk about three seasons. It doesn't make sense if you talk about four seasons at night. It doesn't matter if you suffer some losses and knock three heads. "

This story also tells us that when you meet those unreasonable people, you will think that they are "three-season people". If you don't "lie" and let them stay together, you will inevitably quarrel endlessly, and you will not be able to afford that leisure time and waste precious energy and time meaningless.