What can I do!

Although it is on the sand, the four words "can I do something" are still written by Zhu Haishan very wantonly.

Looking at these four words, Bian Xuedao faintly understood the difference between himself and Zhu Haishan.

Like his thick eyebrows and big eyes, not angry and self-righteous appearance, Zhu Haishan's personality itself has genes such as boldness, adventure, fearlessness, and romance, so he takes advantage of the general trend of the times at home and abroad, and lays out all over the world, playing in energy, minerals, ports, overseas trade, information technology and military industry.

Bian Xuedao even thought that maybe what he didn't know about Zhu Haishan in his previous life was a rather extraordinary person.

However, Bian Xuedao is not Zhu Haishan, their personalities are different, their abilities are different, including the background of the times they live in. Bian Xuedao can't copy Zhu Haishan, he can only grow into an upgraded or deluxe version of Bian Xuedao.

However, now facing Zhu Haishan, Bian Xuedao suddenly felt a little inferior, yes, it was inferiority.

Who is Zhu Haishan?

has been dealing with dignitaries and elites from all walks of life for half his life, and he is a person who wants to become a refiner.

As soon as he saw the way he was learning, he guessed what he was thinking.

Zhu Haishan wrote: Not counting the previous life, I am 76 years old this year, you are 25 years old this year, I have 50 years of life experience more than you, so I see things more clearly than you, are you willing to listen to me and talk about my experience?

Bian Xuedao nodded solemnly.

Zhu Haishan wrote: Nietzsche believes that the human spirit has three realms, namely camels, lions, and babies. The camel represents responsibility, which means that people have the strength to endure and carry heavy burdens in the face of adversity when it is slightly cold, and keep moving forward.

Scraping flat, and writing: The lion represents grabbing and freedom, and it is the evolutionary state of the camel. When in the camel state, you can only be silent and persevering, and you must follow the guidance and orders of others. But when you become a lion, you can make your own decisions, be responsible for yourself, and you can roar "I want to!"

Scrape flat and continue to write: The baby represents reincarnation. In my opinion, it is a truth that babies and Taoists return to their roots. In fact, what Nietzsche said is a person's life, teenagers study, seek knowledge, accumulate, reach the peak in middle age and become kings, and return to dullness in old age, to put it bluntly, with the sunrise, midday, sunset.

Zhu Haishan's words, while learning the Tao, he seemed to understand but did not understand.

seems to understand, because what Zhu Haishan said is not new at all for an old reviewer, open the supplement page of the newspaper, there are not too many things like this.

I don't understand, because Bian Xuedao knows that Zhu Haishan must have a useful intention to tell him, because Zhu Haishan is not saying, but writing, so many words, writing them on the sand, it's quite laborious.

Bian Xuedao originally thought that Zhu Haishan had written so much, and the words in the back would be scribbled, but Zhu Haishan's years of meditation were reflected.

I saw that he was not in a hurry, and wrote again stroke by stroke: You and I are both lucky people. In this world, there are many people who have been camels all their lives, even cows, horses, pigs, and dogs, and they have never evolved from camels to lions in their lives, and a small number of them have directly transitioned to babies.

Seeing Zhu Haishan write here, Bian Xuedao somewhat understood what Zhu Haishan wanted to say.

Scraping the sand, Zhu Haishan wrote: Only you and I can directly transition from the camel to the lion stage in the shortest time, and can maintain the state of the lion king for a long time.

After glancing at Bian Xuedao, Zhu Haishan continued to write: With such luck and opportunities, you should be the first to be clear about what achievements you want to gain in this life, what things you want to get, where you go, and what kind of person you want to become.

Bian Xuedao was just about to open his mouth to speak, Zhu Haishan waved his hand, scraped it flat, and wrote: These things were only figured out by me when I was middle-aged, I hope you will figure it out earlier, but I don't want you to be as tired as me. In my life, I seem to be proud, but in fact, I am not comfortable at all, and it was not until I was old that I broke free from all kinds of shackles, but it was too late. 70-year-old people, old and frail, no longer in a state of mind, no longer want to chase any dreams, no matter how much scenery they want to see, it is not that taste.

I wish the sea and mountains to scrape the sand surface, and wrote: Infinite like a heart at ease. My body is no longer at ease, so I meditate on the Dharma, where I meditate on fugue and seek to be at ease. For you today, the most precious thing in life is to break through the illusion of dogma, live a wonderful, casual, and comfortable life, and never be like me, trapping yourself in a golden cage and revulding in it...... In this life, it is certainly enjoyable to kill the Quartet and dominate the world, but it is even more rare to be open and have no regrets and peace of mind......

Looking at it, Bian Xuedao found that Zhu Haishan's writing fingers were no longer calm, and began to tremble slightly, and at the same time, Zhu Haishan's snort also became heavy.

Bian Xuedao opened his mouth and asked, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Zhu Haishan stopped his fingers and asked Bian Xuedao to see the words he had just written, and then scraped them flat and wrote: I thought of some of my regrets, and my heart was uneasy.

Bian Xuedao said: "Rest, I'll come back tomorrow, I'll stay in the mountains for a few days." ”

Zhu Haishan nodded slightly.

At this time, I looked at Zhu Haishan again and found that his eyes seemed to be a little darker than when he first entered the door.

Bian Xuedao knew that Zhu Haishan's body was indeed in trouble, and his energy could only persist in writing and communicating for such a long time.

"Tomorrow, as long as Zhu Haishan asks, tell him something he knows!" Bian Xuedao said to himself in his heart.

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At night, it began to snow on Mount Wutai, and it was a lot of snow.

I woke up in the morning and ran a few laps in the neighborhood, and I felt very good, and I don't know how many times better the air here after snow is better than the air in Songjiang and Yanjing.

When he ran to the third lap, Zhu Zhichun found him, jogged side by side with him, ran to the edge of the cliff, Zhu Zhichun did a few chest expansion exercises, and suddenly asked Bian Xuedao: "Do you know about the winery?"

After doing two sets of squats, he bent over and touched his toes, and said, "Got it." ”

Zhu Zhichun asked, "How do you feel?"

Bian Xuedao said: "It doesn't matter what I feel, how do you feel when you hear it?"

Zhu Zhichun said: "My father, my uncle and my aunt have already bombed the camp en masse. ”

Bian Xuedao asked: "I didn't ask them, I asked you, how do you feel?"

Zhu Zhichun said: "I, I really don't feel anything, I have been less sensitive to some things since I was a child. Besides, the Zhu family is so big, even if I divide the inheritance, how much can I get? And this time it was my grandfather's private fund that I used. ”

"Private funds?" asked Bian Xuedao.

Zhu Zhichun nodded, took a few deep breaths facing the sun, and then said: "A few years ago, several uncles in the family complained a little about my grandfather's spending money to subsidize the nursing home, and the old man didn't say anything on the spot, but he set up five private funds without making a sound, and then left a message for the family - whoever earns the money will be at his disposal. ”

Bian Xuedao asked, "You don't blame him?"

Zhu Zhichun said with a smile: "Blame, why blame? Even if he takes away some money, most of the property he leaves behind, in the family, as long as the surname is Zhu, he will not do anything for the rest of his life, and he will still have fine clothes and food." ”

Bian Xuedao said: "It's rare that you think so much. ”

Zhu Zhichun didn't say anything after hearing this, and after a while, he suddenly said, "I don't know why my grandfather always wants to see you, but since he fell in love with you, I hope you will say more things to make him happy." Yesterday, Uncle Ma secretly told me that the doctor said that my grandfather still had a few months to live. ”

Bian Xuedao was stunned when he heard this, and asked, "How many months?"

Zhu Zhichun looked at the sun in the eastern sky, his eyes were slightly red, and he shook his head silently.

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After the next night, I saw Zhu Haishan again and found that he had recovered to a state of high spirits.

Bian Xuedao suddenly understood that Zhu Haishan might be a return to light, or a burning of his last life.

Seeing Bian Xuedao enter the door, Zhu Haishan put on a cotton monk's robe, picked up a cane, and went out with Bian Xuedao.

Zhu Haishan was much more familiar with the surrounding environment than Bian Xuedao, and the two walked for less than 20 minutes when a mountain appeared in front of them.

Zhu Haishan stretched out his finger and pointed to the top of the mountain and the mountain road in front of him, took the lead and walked up.

It's really walking in the snow.

Last night's snow, no one has left today, spread on the ground, white and thick, smooth as paper.

On the trees on both sides of the mountain road, thick snow hangs, two foraging birds fly back and forth, shaking the branches of the snow for a while, and the snow on the trees falls like jade chips.

Zhu Haishan was the first to take this mountain road after the snow, and Bian Xuedao followed closely, not caring about enjoying the snow scene, and worried about Zhu Haishan's physical condition all the way.

Walking to the middle section, there is a natural gentle platform, Zhu Haishan leaned on a pine tree, looked into the distance, looked at it for a while, and wrote a few words in the snow with a cane: Don't you have what you want to ask?

Seeing Zhu Haishan trampling on the words on the snow with his feet, he couldn't see it at all, and said, "You better go down the mountain to heal." ”

Zhu Haishan shook his head and wrote on the snow: I'm tired, it's enough, so what's the matter if I live for another 20 years?

Bian Xuedao asked, "Is there any regret I can help you complete?"

Zhu Haishan smiled and wrote: If others can help, what kind of regret is that?

The two of them wrote as they walked, and they wiped while writing, all the way to the top of the mountain, and learned to say: "To be honest, I'm a little confused, give me a piece of advice." ”

Zhu Haishan looked at the road, and then looked at the snow-covered distant mountains and snow-covered temples, and then chose a piece of snow nearby, and wrote 16 words very seriously with a cane: those who know are not confused, those who are benevolent are not worried, those who are brave are not afraid, and they know how to use the situation.

After writing, Zhu Haishan wrote again: I'll ask you instead.

Bian Xuedao nodded.

Zhu Haishan squatted down and wrote a line of words on the snow with his fingers.

After Bian Xuedao saw it clearly, he wiped it off with his feet, carefully looked around the left and right, squatted down, and wrote two lines.

When he looked up, he saw that Zhu Haishan saw it clearly, and immediately erased the words with his hand.

Zhu Haishan frowned and thought about it, then squatted down and wrote a line of words.

Bian Xuedao then wrote two lines to show him.

In this way, Zhu Haishan asked six questions, and Bian Xuedao answered him.

After the last question was asked, I wish Haishan a happy look between his eyebrows.

Bian Xuedao asked, "I have one more question for you." ”

Zhu Haishan smiled and nodded.

Bian Xuedao squatted down and wrote on the snow: One is a wife in the past life, and the other is a girlfriend in this life, what should I do?

After Zhu Haishan saw the problem clearly, his expression was very strange, and he looked a little crying and laughing, this time Zhu Haishan did not squat, and directly wrote a line of words on the snow with a cane.

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(Zhu Haishan is not only a golden finger, but also a mentor of Bian Xuedao, and this chapter has a far-reaching impact and can be regarded as a turning point for the laity.) In addition, thank you for the support of book friends such as Bright Moon Zhaopeng ~ Door, Rain is Rootless Water, Tiance Li, etc., thank you. ）

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