Zhong Ni is comfortable in Chu, and when he goes out of the forest, he will bear the cicada (read it twice, cicada), but he is still clumsy (read it once, pick it up).

Zhong Ni said, "What a coincidence! Is there evil? "

He said, "I have an idea. May and June, if you don't fall, you will lose (pronounced as Zi and Zhu, these two words are very small units of weight in ancient times, indicating that they are very small);

If you are tired of three, you will lose eleven; It's a pity to be tired. I was in a barren land, and I was paralyzed (I was unconscious twice); I grab my arm, if

A branch of sassafras; Although the world is big and there are many things, we only know its wings. I don't take sides, I don't take the wings of everything, why not! "

Confucius pointed to his disciples and said, "If you don't distinguish between ambition and ambition, you will concentrate on God. What shame! "

Saturday, 5 August 2000

Confucius went to Chu and walked in a forest. He saw a hunchback sticking to cicadas, just like picking cicadas.

Confucius (stepped forward) asked, "How clever you are! Is there any trick? "

(Humpback whale) replied, "I have a knack. In May and June, two (sticky) balls were used to stick (cicada), so the cicada that was dropped by mistake was very good.

Less; You can't stick (cicada) with three projectiles, so one in ten cicadas misses; You can't stick five, just like picking.

My body stood there, like a broken pile without feeling; My raised arm is like a dead branch; Although the world is big and contains everything,

(At this time) and (I) only know that there are cicadas. I don't look back or lean sideways. I can't trade everything in the world for cicadas. What else can I get? "

Confucius looked around at his disciples and said to them, "If you don't concentrate, you are absorbed. This is what the hunchback man said! "

Sunday, 6 August 2000 18:22

Truth: Do things wholeheartedly, otherwise you can't succeed. It's easier said than done. Just think about it, make yourself like a stake and your arm like a dead tree.

Branch, that's hard to say. I remember once seeing a monk meditating in an obscure temple in Jiuhua Mountain, and I felt that he was a stone behind him.

Part. It seems that he existed with those stones a long time ago. I have always thought that this monk must be highly cultivated. This is not the work of ordinary people.

The realm that can be achieved is not what the so-called monks can achieve.