The mountains are overwhelming, and the west wind blows.

When the sun goes down, it's dusk approaching.

The mountains in the distance, under the reflection of the afterglow of the slanting sun, appear particularly harmonious.

The nearby peaks are arranged in a staggered manner, and they are leisurely silent. At dusk, the birds and beasts return to their nests, and their cries fade away. The wind moved, the trees moved, and the heart seemed to ripple.

Soon, the sun was setting a little more and a faint mist rose between the distant mountains, gradually spreading in all directions. When the sun shines into the mist, it changes: the mist turns into a lilac mist, like a fairy mist, and swims among the peaks. Soon it changed from thick to light, and seemed to be slowly evaporated...... The mountains in the distance reappeared, and the mist lingered among the peaks, like a shy girl half-hidden.

Time is like flowing water, don't pass in a blink of an eye.

Ling Xingnan was recuperating in this small stone house in the peak, and it had been half a month in the blink of an eye. Under the care of the old monk, his injuries were already healed.

At this time, Ling Xingnan walked out of the small stone house and stood beside the cliff of Fengling. He stared blankly at the remnants of the sun in the distance......

He was speechless and silent.

His back looks lonely in the sunset, but it reveals extraordinary firmness. The afterglow of the setting sun was reflected on his body, like a faint golden light, just as the Buddhists say, 'the Buddha's light shines'. The cold wind blew against his shirt with a slight crackling sound, allowing his long hair to dance lightly in the wind......

Like, what is he feeling......

Like, he's completely integrated himself into it all.

Gradually, time passed silently. Until the last ray of light at sunset, it disappeared on the top of the western mountain.

"Amitabha, Lord Ling...... You're just recovering from your injuries, but beware of the chill. ”

At this moment, a voice came from behind Ling Xingnan.

He didn't have to look back to guess who it was. After all, there will be no one else here except the monk.

"Thank you for your concern...... The juniors have been lying down for too long and come out to breathe. Ling Xingnan slowly turned around and said respectfully.

The monk didn't know when he stood behind Ling Xingnan.

A moon-white robe, a pair of kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a transcendent body, the monk stared at Ling Xingnan in the cold wind and smiled.

"Well, Lao Na saw that you have been standing under this sunset for a long time, don't you still have anything to think about?"

Ling Xingnan looked at the monk, sighed leisurely, and sighed: "The younger generation is a person in the world, not like the four great monks are empty...... The younger generation has encountered great changes, and the grandfather has suffered a tragic hatred, and there is hatred and hatred in his heart, and he has been slandered and framed by treacherous villains, and he is forced to hide everywhere without end, and he has anger and resentment in his heart...... Therefore, there are still many things that cannot be thought of and understood!"

"Amitabha, the deceased is like a husband, the deceased has passed away in bliss, why bother the living to be unhappy? Master Ling, don't lose your life by grievances and hatred. If you want to understand it, you can only let it go...... Otherwise, in this life, you will only be trapped and unable to escape. As the saying goes, everything has a way, and everything has a cause, and my Buddha said, "What you sow, what you reap!" said the monk.

"The monk is a master of the Tao, and he can see through the world and the audience. Unfortunately, the younger generation has low understanding, and they can't understand grievances and hatreds, but they are afraid that they will not have a chance with Buddhism. In this life, we are destined to wander in the world, and we are just a layman. Ling Xingnan said.

"Lord Ling Shi is extremely wise and courageous, and his mind is resolute, not a thing in the pool. The so-called coming from the world and going to the world is for the laity...... Buddhism talks about fate, Taoism talks about reason, there is no fate, there is reason and there is no reason, there is one mind, why should we be concerned?"

When Ling Xingnan heard this, he smiled slightly, and continued: "Thank you for the guidance of the monks, the juniors should keep it in mind. ”

"Good, good. Lord Ling and Lao Na are both destined people, but I can only pull you out, but I can't save you...... The so-called Buddha is destined to be a person, and the things of the world cannot be forced at all! The road has to be walked by yourself! This foreign land does not mean that you can enter it if you enter it, and if you can enter it, you may not be able to get out...... From where you come from, from where you go, from the ordinary to the ordinary, to the nothing...... Everything is according to fate, do your best, what should come will come after all, those who want to go will leave sooner or later, and those who want to avoid cannot be avoided...... Although you and the old monk or Nada Guanzi belong to the same fate! However, if the time is not right and the karma is not good, even if you try your best, in the end it will only be an illusion. All kinds of things in the world, with fate, should be fate, from fate, everything cannot be forced!"

"What the monk said, could it be that there is some mystery that intends to wake up the juniors? It's just that the juniors are ignorant, and they can't realize ......it for a while," Ling Xingnan said.

"Amitabha Buddha...... The little benefactor doesn't have to be too humble, thinking that at your age, in the life of ordinary people, how can you easily understand it clearly and thoroughly when you are young. The old monk is just a hundred years old, and after going through the world and experiencing vicissitudes, he gradually realized it...... You still have a long way to go, and there are still many things you have to go through! Only by facing reality and facing life head-on can you achieve extraordinary! Ordinary people are only concerned with being dazed and melancholy, and sighing and sighing at the sky. Suffering, grief, hatred, and loneliness, as long as ordinary people have the courage to face them squarely, they can create extraordinary character and achieve extraordinary achievements. ”

The monk's words seemed to have a deep meaning, and once again touched Ling Xingnan's heart.

He seemed to be lost in thought again, and did not respond for a while.

The monk didn't worry about him, and silently turned around and walked away.

The monk is also a person who has come over, and naturally knows that there are some things and some people in the world, and they can't say it for a while!

Only time is the treatment of the past (note: the past, that is, the meaning of the past and the future. This is a metaphor that some people and things in the past need time to fade away, and the path to be taken in the future can be confirmed by time. The best medicine for Lang!

The breeze lingers in the mountains.

The bright moon gradually hung high in the night.

This night, Ling Xingnan tossed and turned, unable to sleep for a long time. He listened to the roaring mountain wind outside the stone room, and from time to time there were a few mournful wild dogs and wolf howls in the distance.

The night seems to have become abnormal because of the ups and downs of his inner thoughts.

In the evening, the monk's thought-provoking words echoed in his ears over and over again......

In this night, in Ling Xingnan's heart, he couldn't calm down......

What is the difference between man and these wolves and wild dogs barking and howling in the middle of the night? They are all the same for survival! For survival! We cannot deny that animals at least live more freely than men. Less worries, more persistence. They live for the sake of survival, with simpler purposes and simpler thoughts!

And people, however, are different. Some people live for the goal. Some people live for the mission. Some people live for hatred. Some people live for others......

How many people in this world really know how to live, why do they live?

In this world, all living beings pass through the red dust, depending on your ups and downs, the scenery is infinite, or you are obscure and miserable. People are not born and do not die, but only in a short period of 100 years. Compared with the vast sky, it is like a drop in the ocean, don't do it in an instant.

In this night, Ling Xingnan finally figured out something. In the past, he was just running away for survival, living for hatred. He has the courage to live, but he has no purpose to live!

The world takes loss too seriously, so it's hard to have it again!

People in the world do not give up easily, but they don't know that sometimes giving up is a choice when they have it again.

It takes courage to give up, and it takes persistence to get it!

As a philosopher in ancient times said, "You don't get what you want, you're about to get something better!"

The night is helpless loneliness, but it is also silently persevering.

Only after the long baptism of darkness will people become stronger.

Ling Xingnan thought lonely in this long dark night. It was as if his heart had traveled through the trajectory of a thousand years, leaving a deep mark on this dark night.

The night is long, but it will pass.

The long wait, persistently persevering, will always be exchanged for the eternity of infatuation.

The night faded, and the morning light broke through the shackles and tore through the veil of darkness.

When the east is first white, the cold wind gusts on the peaks. The smell of the night has gone away, and the smell of freshness is coming.

A new day is coming.

The past has become a memory.

As the sun rose, the fog began to fade in the mountains. On the peaks and cliffs, Ling Xingnan's figure no longer knew when it would stand.

Ling Xingnan quietly looked into the distance, where the sun rose.

The sunrise here is so beautiful, he thought to himself. At the end, Ling Xingnan was stunned and stunned.

The mist slowly swept past Ling Xingnan's body, as if it had taken something away, and when the cold wind blew through the ends of his hair, it left a thin layer of dewdrops.

Took it away, and left it behind.

In a person's life, there are remnants of the past and a breeding yearning that lingers.

Soon, Ling Xingnan turned around and looked in the direction where the mist was drifting over. At this moment, a soft footstep came from far and near.

"Monk, you got up so early......

"Amitabha, didn't Lord Ling also get up so early?" Soon after the monk's words came out, his figure gradually revealed from the mist.

"The juniors almost didn't sleep all night, and they got up at dawn to come and see the sun......rise in the mountains," Ling Xingnan replied.

The monk looked at Ling Xingnan for a while, and then said with a smile: "Look at the donor's refreshed spirit, not like the sad state of the past." In this way, after last night's experience, I'm afraid that you have already gained, right?"

Ling Xingnan bowed respectfully to the monk and said, "Thank you to the monk for pulling out yesterday, so that the junior can suddenly open his mouth." The past is like a passing cloud, and after it has passed, it will pass, and it cannot be forced. Just like this sunrise, in fact, I have never seen it so well as today...... Every day is new, and we just lack the ability to discover. Lingering on the past will only lead to sluggishness, lingering in pain that will not resolve it at all. Escaping is not the way, facing is the way! The younger generation has decided to return to their homeland, walk around, and have a good look at the ...... of this world."