Suppose you have something beloved, like so many chapters of thought, the whole world agrees, and everyone worships you. However, I didn't get any monetary reward for this, not even an apple.

So, are you willing?

On the other hand, I have a lot of money, but no one approves of me. Everybody hated me, and I couldn't spend a lot of money because no one wanted to trade with me. Or maybe I'm the only one on the continent.

So, are you willing?

Whatever the case may be, I'll weigh it up for myself.

So, is it the recognition of others that drives Yuan Changwen's behavior, or is it the desire for money that controls Yuan Changwen's choice?

"You say, am I like this because I don't have faith?"

Dr. Keiko suddenly asked, interrupting Yuan Changwen's thoughts.

"It doesn't matter. ”

Keiko: "You say, it doesn't matter, what doesn't matter?"

Yuan Changwen: "It doesn't matter if you believe in that thing. ”

Keiko couldn't believe it, and said, "How can it be? There must be a big difference between people who have faith and people who don't." The official account I follow just pushed this content today. ”

As she spoke, she took out her mobile phone, found the article, and handed it to Yuan Changwen.

The article is not long, but it is very sensational, if you have read it yourself, you will definitely have a "ding" sound, and then your heart is full as if you have gained some great insight.

It's like "we have to be content, but not satisfied", how flavorful it sounds. We are content and happy, but we must not be satisfied and continue to strive for it.

Isn't that contradictory?

On the one hand, he is talking about contentment, which means being satisfied with the status quo, without complaining, and being at this moment with peace of mind.

Dissatisfaction is a complaint, an emotion driven by the desire for more.

It's like saying, "Let's be quiet, but not silent,"!

It's attractive because it's the kind of personality we aspire to. Strive for success, and after failure, still do not complain and remain in a contented state of mind.

Look, I'm so good, I work hard in good times, and I don't complain in bad times, and I'm content and happy.

Shit!

Is it possible to achieve the behavior of "we have to be content, but not satisfied", that is, in the eyes of outsiders, we have a contented mentality, but we are still fighting for something?

There is such a possibility, that is, surrender and let the "Tao" control the ship of life.

But at that time, he was already in a state of contentment, and the person who produced the "act of striving for more" did not come from his own dissatisfaction, but because the "Tao" controlled him to do it.

The self is the function of a part, and the "Tao" controls the behavior that seems to be a struggle. And at that time, the emotion of "not being satisfied" was meaningless.

Because, I'm just a function of a part.

"Hah!"

Yuan Changwen suddenly smiled, as if he had found the reason why he couldn't surrender.

The metaphor of "the function of a part" seems a bit inaccurate, and strictly speaking, a "puppet without a mind" is more in line with the definition of surrender.

Of course I don't want to be a puppet, who will?

But surrender is like this, kill the "self" and let the "Tao" control the ship of life. Wherever it pointed, the ship of life sailed.

He no longer controls the rudder, no longer thinks about weighing the so-called interests, and hands over everything.

Do nothing.

Let Brahma drive the chariot.

Of course, the strengthening of the "self" for more than 20 years cannot collapse in an instant, and it will take a certain amount of time to kill the self-definition.

Surrender, a thoughtless puppet, I guess when the magistrate saw this, he had already begun to despise it.

If at this time, there are still judges.

It has always preached the power of human nature, and has always preached the ups and downs of life. Struggle, resistance, effort, success, failure, discouragement, cheer up, struggle, cheer, disappointment, despair, unwillingness, strength......

Who wants to be a thoughtless puppet, who wants to be dictated the path of life?

Even if it is the legendary God, Buddha, Brahma, and Tao who control the ship of life, it will not work!

My life is up to me, how inspiring this sentence is!

This is how I used to be, firmly grasping for self-definition and not letting go. It should be like this, if the human nature of the characters changes from time to time, no audience will like this kind of character, without their own persistence and without their own ideas.

Even, that character went directly to the stage to strike, threw away the costume and left by himself. Who will watch this kind of performance?

Even if it is the worst red and white wedding event in the countryside, the character will perform the whole drama dutifully.

He is just a character, Yuan Changwen gently dusted off the hospital gown on his body, as if he was stroking the character's mask.

Yuan Changwen is a false character, an unknown existence in a dream.

Look at the sentence again, "We must be content, but not satisfied", how well it is said!

Why should you refute it?

It is a member of the demon army that keeps us firmly in control of the stage. Where would we be without demons?

Everything is a demonic deception, without which the whole world would not be possible. I, Yuan Changwen, can sit on the bench and constantly think about all kinds of questions, all thanks to the devil's deception!

If it weren't for its deception, how could I think that I am Yuan Changwen? How could I think that there is a duality between this world and me? How could I work hard for the sake of my career and money? How could I promote the development of civilization?

Demons, death, these things that should be touched all the time, but I pushed them far away.

And the demon is himself, and the god of death is also himself, all of which are himself.

What an unbelievable state to be awakened to deceive oneself in the first place of awakening!

If you want to enjoy the whole world, you can't wake up, let alone see through these simple truths.

Yuan Changwen gently stroked the armrest of the bench, you are also me.

The bench was a wooden bench with dark brown strips of wood combined on a bronze iron frame. I don't know if it was bitten by insects, or if it fell off due to wind and sun, and the wooden blocks on the handrails were a little dented and falling off.

The areas that have fallen off are black and have a lot of dust. Perhaps, only a rainy day can clean up these sunken parts.

But why be clean? It's as if humans like to be clean, so anything that's clean is good. It's not bad at the moment, but there's a little dust gathering in that area, and it's a completely different feeling.

Gently stroking the armrests, the wooden material is painted with a slightly smooth touch, but in some places it is relatively rough. Was it because the painters were lazy? Or was it an apprentice?

The corners of Yuan Changwen's mouth turned up slightly, as if this small armrest could bring a completely different experience.

It's myself who ignores these things, thinking about what I once pursued, and now I want to vomit except for nausea. But it's okay, why force others to be like you? Even if you don't agree, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, sitting on the bench is just a character.