Biography of the Great Sage

Since we were young, we have hidden the Monkey King in our hearts. We always say to everyone when we meet: "When I grow up, I want to cause trouble in heaven and become a hero who is indomitable for heaven and earth!" At that time, we had fire in our eyes and dreams in our hearts. We thought that with one wave of the golden cudgel, we could break all the bonds in the world. But later... We walked into the cubicle, put on formal clothes, learned to say "Okay, received", secretly hid "Monkey King" in the memo, turned somersault clouds into commuting routes, and turned the seventy-two changes into overtime, socializing, compromise and silence. We have forgotten that the Monkey King was once a stone monkey. He was not born wearing armor, holding a stick, and being powerful in the three realms. He also knelt at the feet of Patriarch Bodhi and learned formula after formula; He was also called "Bima Wen" with contempt by others in heaven, and he endured it silently while holding his breath; He is not a god, he is also a "little man". There is anger, grievance, confusion, and moments when I have to bow my head. But he never really knelt. He spent thousands of scars in exchange for that one voice - "Here comes my old grandson!" In fact, each of us is the rising "great sage". Becoming famous doesn't happen overnight. But in every morning when I grit my teeth and persevere, Every night when reality knocks me back to my original shape but still refuses to admit defeat, Little by little, we are growing into the Monkey King in our hearts. So, don't be afraid of slowness, don't be afraid of difficulty. The real rise is never an earth-shattering moment. Pay tribute to every great saint who is still persevering