Chapter 1219: Bond (48)

Hedgehog Love: The Bond (Varu Alan)

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But ever since I raise chickens and grow vegetables on my patio, I've learned that self-sufficiency isn't such a nice thing. The smell of chicken manure in summer is devastating, and in winter there is not a hint of green in the vegetable patch.

It is estimated that a greenhouse of less than 1,000 square meters not only cannot provide all the food, but may also be associated with the surrounding environment is particularly harsh and unlivable.

Therefore, eating fasting and reciting the Buddha is very important and urgent.

I agree that the state of the Buddha is "happy and worry-free", which is what the four ancestors of Zen Buddhism said.

Ordinary people can't be in a "happy and worry-free" state of mind, and there are always ** that make it difficult for people to sleep and eat.

The practice of eating fasting and reciting the Buddha is actually "eating when you are hungry and sleeping when you are sleepy", and there is nothing special about it. However, ordinary people are like what Zen Master Dazhu Huihai said: when you are hungry, you refuse to eat, you need a hundred things, you are sleepy and refuse to sleep, and you are careful in every way.

So my practice started by slowing down my meals and going to bed on time.

Eating well and sleeping well is the greatest happiness. But some people don't want to eat and sleep until they have to stay in the hospital. When I was discharged from the hospital, I forgot about it, and I continued to think about it in a hundred ways, and I always thought that I would stop and rest when I got what I wanted, but I didn't know that ** would automatically swell.

The practice of eating fast and reciting Buddha is not to eliminate **, but to consciously realize one's own Buddha nature. If you can't understand it, you have to find people who are wise and knowledgeable to guide you, and that's taking refuge.

Taking refuge does not solve the fundamental problem, you have to be enlightened yourself. So at noon, when my husband asked if he was going to Tanzhe Temple, I said, "You can go wherever you want, and you don't have to accompany me to worship the Buddha."

My husband drove the car to Shunyi and took his son to visit the Jiaozhuang Hu tunnel war site. When the car arrived at the Shiyuan community, the son saw that the newly opened little sheep shop was hungry again, so he stopped to eat.

Arriving at Jiaozhuang just in time for the last group of visitors of the day.

Along the way, I told my son about the unfinished visit that year, and when I lived in Shunyi, I had made an appointment with my neighbor to visit together (the neighbor was an executive of Yanjing Brewery, and the two sons were in the same class), but as soon as I left the city, my son got motion sickness and felt uncomfortable, and begged to get off the bus and go home.

At that time, I was alone and didn't dare to let him vomit in the car, so I hurriedly got out of the car and walked back. Whenever I asked him at the station, I was always afraid to go up, so I walked to the library, went in to read a book for a while, and continued to read after eating a box lunch in the cafeteria.

The new director not only set up a canteen, but also sold many of the books in the library for five yuan each. I bought more than a dozen copies, and if I got a treasure, there were a few copies of Hua Rong's fox series (a few days ago, I was going to look for the beautiful reporter opposite, and there was only one copy of "Arbitrage Fox").

After that, my son would go to the library every Sunday to read books, he would go to the nursery room to read pictures and talk, and I would go to the newspaper room to read securities newspapers, and when I left, I would borrow a copy and take it back, and then go to change it next Sunday.

The elementary school also has a library card, and it seems that I haven't been there since the third grade. And the son doesn't seem to remember any of this. My husband said you have a really good memory.