Chapter 62: The Great Master of Zhuangzi Vernacular (5)

Yan Hui reported to his teacher Confucius: "Teacher! I'm improving.? ? Bayi Middle School? Text? ??."

Confucius asked, "In what area have you improved?" ”

Yan Hui said: "I have forgotten benevolence and righteousness. ”

Confucius said, "Good! But that's not enough, keep trying. ”

After a few more days, Yan Hui met Confucius again and said, "Teacher! I'm making progress again. ”

Confucius asked, "In what area have you improved again?" ”

Yan Hui said: "I forgot about Lile. ”

Confucius said, "Good! But that's not enough, keep trying. ”

After a few more days, Yan Hui went to see Confucius again and said, "Teacher! I'm making progress again. ”

Confucius asked, "In what area have you improved again?" ”

Yan Hui said, "Teacher! I sat and forgot. ”

Confucius asked in surprise, "What do you mean by 'sitting and forgetting'?" ”

Yan replied: "I no longer use my strong body to compete, I no longer use my hearing and vision to contact the outside world, and I no longer use my hearing and vision to contact the outside world, and I will no longer use my sense of hearing and sight to contact things that have nothing to do with me. Instead of thinking of the body as oneself or as a person, it is one thing, the same thing as all things.

Because! Man and all things come from the Tao, but when they are materialized, one becomes a human being, and the other becomes one of all things.

So! We have to think of ourselves as one thing. And then! Extract the wisdom. Then, let your wisdom wander freely between all things, and connect with the Great Dao as one. This is called sitting and forgetting, forgetting that you are human beings, and entering a higher cognitive realm. ”

Confucius said: "If you are one with all things, you will no longer have a preference, and if you adapt to change, you will no longer indulge in worldly human feelings, and you will be at peace with what you encounter, and you can accept whatever you are." You've really cultivated to become a sage! As a teacher, I also hope to follow in your footsteps. ”

Ziyu and Zisang are good friends.

Zisang lived in poverty, and Ziyu often tried his best to help him, and the two lived along.

It rained continuously for ten days, and Ziyu looked at the sky and said, "Zisang, I'm afraid I'm going to run out of food again." Alas! What the hell is the weather! ”

And then! Ziyu wrapped his meal and went to visit.

When Ziyu came to Zisang's door, he heard Zisang as if he was singing, and as if he was crying, and he was also playing the piano: "Is it my father?" Or is it a mother? What is the day? Or people? The voice was miserable and tactful, and the lyrics were rapidly spoken.

Ziyu walked into the room and asked, "How can the poems you sing be like this: give people a sour feeling?" ”

Zisang replied, "I'm thinking? What is it that has brought me to such extreme levels of distress and distress? Why can't I change even if I try? Do my parents want me to be poor? The heavens selflessly cover the whole earth, and the earth selflessly supports all living beings, will heaven and earth alone make me poor? I searched for what made me impoverished, but I never found it. So why? How desperately tired and embarrassed would I be? I thought: this is probably fate, right? ”

Ziyu sighed: "This is fate!" When we try to change but can't, that's fate! When a person believes in fate and does not strive to change, the result can only passively accept the facts and continue the status quo, which is not fate, this is artificial. When a person believes in his fate and does not try to change, the result really changes. It's not fate, it's a coincidence! Life! The result that does not appear as a result of human will or imagination is fate! ”

Zisang cried: "The Creator used the earth to carry my body, let me support myself through labor, and used old age to rest me, and death to give me rest. So! If you have been so kind to me in life, you will be so kind to me after death. Life is just a life process, so why should I complain about the injustice of fate? ”

(End of chapter)