"It's hard to open the tin box, but it's not the hardest!

The most difficult thing: after opening the iron box, the contents suddenly came out........!"

Stop!

And then, with that,

Long silence!

The old man in a tattered robe, pursed his thin mouth, stroked the black and shiny little head under the robe, and the electric light in his eyes became more and more intense, like a heavenly slash in the thunderclouds in the dark night, constantly slashing people's hearts. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Sometimes, it's hard to grasp what you have!

It is even more difficult to control the so-called unknown suddenness, after all, the world is so big, and there are so many people with hearts. “

After finishing slowly, he looked straight at the old man who was blue and bright, and raised his eyebrows slightly indifferently.

"For example, an insignificant autumn cicada, flapping its weak wings, maybe, will set off a catastrophic hurricane on the other side of the world, even if this insignificant autumn cicada is only unintentionally, unconsciously active!"

The sound, flowing out of the old man's mouth, spread and spread with the ubiquitous air, some scattered with the wind, some with laughter, some mischievous, and some fell low on the old man's dirty, dirty tattered robe.

"Throughout the ages,

The cage of heaven and earth only tells those few people who are wise in heaven one thing:

It's a compatible world.

It's a world of day and night.

It's a world where sparks collide with cold.

This is a world where fate and reincarnation are constantly entangled.

All in all, in a word,

It's a world of yin and yang. “

Sound, non-stop!

Say it all!

Tell the truth!

"You know!

It's all one!

Everything is needed!

even,

Survival, Hope, Meaning, Faith!

Everyone needs a reason to live!

If, no!

The world will naturally smile and give you a reason!

Regardless of whether it is,

The Walking Dead! Or, lingering, or so, sobering up alone! Or, waking up alone.

At last

Environment, Rules, Order, People, Mainstream, Values, Public Opinion, or Commodities!

Indirect or direct influence, the most important brain you are born with, is thinking!"

The old man who looked straight at the blue sky, raised some thin eyebrows, curled a thin mouth, and wrinkled hands, still caressing the black and shiny little head very softly.

"People. The most easily influenced!

What is right today may be wrong tomorrow, and tomorrow it will be wrong! Tomorrow it is wrong, it may be right in the future!

You know?

Very few people can retain the ability to think intuitively in the presence of deep drowning, at least, when people instinctively care about themselves!

Ironically,

This is also a kind of need of heaven and earth!

Got it?"

The old man in a tattered robe, his tone became softer and softer, softer and slower, and he was only listening carefully and telling himself every sentence.

"Because, human beings are born, old, sick and die, therefore, we can't use the long time of heaven and earth to act out everything that has happened in the world!

Like, the grass has spring and autumn!

The difference in starting point, the breadth and narrowness of vision, the difference in ideas, the qualitative nature of thinking, the depth of experience, and the talent of oneself,

Between people,

There is a slight gap, even, a world of difference!

Perhaps, there are people who spend their lives without the slightest fur!"

The sound, the sound, the sound, the Yangyang, like sighing, like the Tao Zen.

"It's understanding!

For example, if a person wants to learn, he must first empty himself!

Such as, white paper!

Such as, empty cups!

For example, babies!

We must have the courage to overturn all the known knowledge we have ever known, and use new perspectives, new positions, new perspectives, new thinking, and new wisdom.

With all that was known before, re-entangled, collided, sparked, cold!

To penetrate, all kinds of appearances, direct hits, ascension, the final unpretentiousness!

Thoughts are ours, and no one can control them!"

The old man, who had been looking up at the blue sky, smiled again, casually!

He lowered his head with a smile, his face was full of doting affection, and he stroked it softly, and his little head was black and shiny under the tattered robe.

"There is always only one truth! That is, we people who have always adhered to the truth of the day!

Share! Share! or share!

Fair, fair, still fair!"

The old man with a wrinkled face and horizontal lines looked at it with a grin, a pair of incomparably clear big eyes suddenly appeared under the Taoist robe, and his heart moved unconsciously, and after chuckling twice, he touched it, and shook his head with a slightly bitter smile.

But I realized: I was wrong!

A long time ago, one day, there was a faint awareness.

concerning

Some things, some things, some precious secrets, people, in careful thinking, will always want to have it alone!

Sharing, it's hard!

Fair, harder!

Because, in your hands, at least, you have the ability to control,

And, in the hands of others, it is impossible to contain!

You can't be sure that he can do better than you,

Or, you, afraid,

He can do better than you!

I, still!

What's more, heaven and earth!"

The old man who smiled bitterly and shook his head slowly opened his lightning eyes, and met them directly, the pair of incomparably clear big eyes under the Taoist robe, aligned!

"So,

In that bright night, great round moon, in the darkness,

I am on the top of the snow, looking at the frost-white moonlight that pours down the world,

Ze is covered with the land of Wanchuan.

I slowly settled down:

This time, no matter what!

I want to fight for you!