Read a sutra story!

A singer who sings for the king. The king promised to give her a thousand taels of gold as a reward.

When the singer had finished singing, she demanded a reward from the king.

The king did not give her a penny, but told the singer, "You have sung many songs, but you have made me happy for a while, and when I say that I will give you a thousand taels of gold, I will only make you rejoice for a while."

——Luo Bingfen's Selected Translation of "The Story of Buddhist Sutras"

Published by Jiangxi People's Publishing House

After reading it, I had to be impressed by the king's cunning exclamation, which made so much sense that everyone was empty and happy for a while, so they did not owe each other.

Someone will retort that it is not easy for the singer, who has sung for so long, and has made the king happy for a while. But what did the king get? nothing, just what he said was empty and rejoicing. And what the king did, he also made the singer empty for a while, there is nothing wrong, it is a complete equivalent exchange.

The reason why you can't accept it is because you think that the king's words are not good, and the king said that he would give the singer a thousand taels of gold, but he didn't, and he used cunning means to enjoy the fruits of other people's labor.

Lies have the same effect as songs, you accept songs, but you can't accept lies, here we don't talk about singing is an art, everyone understands this, we just deliver songs to the ears of the king, and the singers sing the songs we are talking about. A lie is not a lie of reality, we just reach the ears of the singer, and what the king says is a lie.

The singer cleared her throat, in a thousand forms, graceful, graceful, charming, and her singing voice was graceful and ethereal, and the king was glad to see it for a while, and the king moved the corners of his mouth and organized a language, and when those words came out of the king's mouth, the singer began to rejoice, and she was joyfully ready to sing and dance, and she sang joyfully, and she was joyfully ready to receive the reward.

But she had earned it, she had rejoiced longer than the king, and she had no reason to ask for anything more, and she sang songs that pleased the king with it, and she owed the king so much that she might have to sing a few more songs to pay it off.

Sophistry, we talk about equivalent exchange, but also about you and me, how much is a gram of diamond, how many catties of rice do you need in exchange? How much salary do you pay for a month, and how many years of knowledge can you continue? How much do you love someone, and how much does he love you?

Are you a king or a singer? Would you rather be a king or a singer? There is a burst of joy in the air, and you tell a joke and dance a song and it seems no different. You know.