He is the grandson of a monk.
I was raised by my grandparents, and my parents are far away.
I have studied martial arts, practiced boxing, and also read a few books.
I have done a lot of work and gone through countless detours.
He was kicked out of school, humiliated, and beaten down by reality again and again.
Marriage, having children, debt, loss—all are not left behind.
I have also been addicted, fallen, and lost myself.
I have gone up to the clouds, but also fallen to the bottom due to the rivers and lakes.
Open the notes left by your grandfather and learn about the world again.
Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, Chinese medicine, martial arts...
Until one day——
Suffering from illness, lying in bed for three years, and heavily in debt, he returned to where he started.
He began to think:
What is a person?
What is fate?
What does it mean to be alive?
Later he read a sentence:
"Because he is hated by everyone, he is close to the Tao."
He suddenly understood.
The detours we have taken in this life, the sufferings we have endured, the beatings we have received, the days when we knelt down and begged for help——
It's not a bad fate.
It's water flowing downwards.
Only when the flow reaches the lowest place can we see the Tao.
This is not success learning.
It's not Shuangwen's counterattack.
It is a person's real life from chaos to sobriety.
