"There was a very famous painter who wanted to paint Buddhas and demons, but he couldn't find their original forms in reality, and he couldn't imagine them in his head, so he was in a hurry. By chance, he went on a pilgrimage to the monastery and stumbled upon a monk whose temperament attracted the painter deeply, so he went to the monk and promised him a lot of money, on the condition that he would model the painter once.

Later, the painter's work became a sensation in the local area, and the painter said: "It was the most satisfying painting I ever painted, because the person who modeled for me made people think that he was a Buddha at a glance, and his clear and serene temperament could move everyone." In the end, the painter gave the monk a lot of money and fulfilled his promise. Because of this painting, people no longer call him a painter, but call him a "painting saint".

After a while, he was ready to start drawing the devil, but it became a problem for him, where to find the devil's original form? He visited many places and found many fierce people, but none of them were satisfied. At last he was found in prison, and the painter was very happy, for it was so difficult to find a man who looked like a devil in reality, and when he faced the prisoner, the prisoner suddenly broke down and wept bitterly in front of him. The painter was very surprised, so he asked what was the matter with the prisoner? The prisoner said, "Why did you look for me last time when you painted the Buddha, and why do you look for me when you draw the devil now?" ”

The painter was astonished, looked at the prisoner again, and said, "How is that possible?" The person I was looking for in painting the Buddha had an extraordinary temperament, and you looked like a pure devil, how could it be the same person? It's so weird, it's just incomprehensible. The man said sadly, "You are the one who turned me from a Buddha into a devil." The painter said, "Why do you say that?" I didn't do anything to you! The prisoner said, "Ever since I got the money you gave me, I have gone to spend my days drinking, having pleasures, and squandering lavishly." Later, the money was spent, and I was used to that kind of life, and my desires were out of control, so I robbed other people's money and killed people, as long as I could get money, I could do any kind of bad thing, and it turned out to be what I am today. ”

When the painter heard his words, he was so moved that he was amazed at how quickly human nature changes in the face of desire, and how fragile man is, so he threw away his brush guiltily and never painted again. Once people fall into the trap of "chasing material desires", it is easy to lose themselves, and it becomes very difficult to get out, so human nature cannot walk with greed. Money is like a shackle, greed is the grave, and the pursuit of fame and fortune is just an empty game in the end. Only by washing away all kinds of vanity in our hearts, letting go of greed, and returning to the plain essence can we see through all the glory and wealth in the world as if they were passing by, after all, they are all impermanent hues, and finally experience the endless joy of life. ”

Chang Rong didn't notice that at this moment, Duan Chao was not right, and he found someone to talk to him about because it was not easy.

God knows who his master and sister are, these two are rumored to be first-class masters outside, and this can be regarded as an omnipotent master from heaven to sea.

But the problem is that these two people are the same on the outside, and they are the same on the inside, who can know these two, just these two, they are simply nothing, nothing is the kind of lazy worm.

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Just don't throw yourself on the road!

A monk came running from the woods in a panic, and happened to meet two very close friends walking by the woods. They asked the monks, "Why are you so flustered?" The monk said, "It's terrible, I dug up a pile of gold in the woods." The two of them couldn't help but say in their hearts: "This is really a big fool, digging up gold, such a good thing he actually said is terrible, it is really incomprehensible." Then they asked the monk, "Where did you dig it up?" Let us know! "Love the Book House

The monk said, "Aren't you afraid of such a powerful thing?" It will eat people. The two men said disapprerovingly, "We are not afraid, just tell us where we can find it." The monk said, "It's under the tree in the westernmost part of the woods." The two friends went to the place at once, and when they found the gold, one said to the other, "What a foolish monk is that gold, which everyone longs for, has become a cannibal in his eyes." The other nodded yes.

They began to discuss how to get the gold back, and one of them said, "It's not safe to take it back during the day, it's better to take it back at night, I'll stay here and watch, you go get some food, we'll eat here, and then we'll get the gold back when it's dark." The other man did as he was told. The man who remained thought, "If only I had all this gold, and when he comes back, I will beat him to death with a stick, and it will be all mine." The man who went back to get the food also thought, "I'll go back and eat a full meal, and then poison his food, and if he dies, the gold will be all mine." ”

But when he returned to the woods with his food, another man beat him to death from behind with a stick, and said, "My dear friend, it was gold that forced me to do this." Then he took the food that the man had brought him and ate it in large gulps, and it was not long before he felt so sick that his stomach burned like a fire, and he realized that he had been poisoned, and as he was dying, he said, "What the monk said is so true." This is really in line with the old saying: people die for money, and birds die for food! It's all the fault of greed, and lust turns the closest friends into mortal enemies. ”

It's about desire, desire comes and desires pass, and Duan Chaonuan doesn't know why there are so many desires.

Lust for this thing, right?

Is it really that scary stuff?

And isn't the action force of human beings to move forward exactly the desire?

If there is no desire, how should this person drill wood to make fire, is it possible to stay in the era of Ru Mao drinking blood?

Otherwise, how can the big guy in Cangjie make words, and how will this ancient history be passed on to future generations for reference?

What kind of dynasty changes, if they all become some masters who have no desires, how will they live this life?

This human race doesn't even have the motivation to move forward, so how did this life, just this so-called thing, these milestones of human civilization be established?