Qingxi Stone and Cloudside Pine: A Millennium Fable of Living in Peace Deep in the mountains, there is a green stream that winds for hundreds of miles. The stream winds around the mountains and flows for thousands of years, nourishing everything in the mountains. There lived an old man with white beard and hair by the stream. No one knew his age, but they only knew that he kept a house, a stove, and a cup of tea all year round. He didn't care about the disputes in the world, but he could always clear up the confusion in the minds of those who strayed into the mountains. In late spring of this year, a young traveler named Zian set foot into the mountains with a heavy bag on his back and a look of exhaustion on his face. He traveled all the way, seeking fame and fortune, and wanted to do something earth-shattering, but in the end, he hit a wall at everything, constantly argued with others, and was impatient and rushed forward when things happened. Zian followed the sound of the stream to find the old man's hut. As soon as he entered the door, he knelt on the ground and poured out his pain in tears: "Old man, I have tried my best to prove myself, to gain fame and wealth, and to make everyone look up to me. But the harder I work, the more I fail. What should I do to get out of this predicament?" The old man did not answer immediately, but poured a cup of tea, pushed it in front of Zian, and said softly: "Drink this cup of tea first, calm down, look at the green stream, look at the vegetation in the mountains, and when you feel calmer, I will tell you some old stories in the mountains." Zi An followed the instructions and sat quietly with his eyes closed, listening to the gurgling stream and the chirping of birds. After a long time, the anxiety in his heart gradually dissipated. When he opened his eyes, his eyes were much calmer. Seeing this, the old man slowly spoke and told a fable that had been hidden in the mountains for thousands of years. A long time ago, there was a bluestone with sharp edges in this green stream. It was born to feel that it was different and wanted to be the most dazzling stone in the stream. It always likes to show off loudly to the pebbles and fine sand around it, saying that its hard texture and unique shape will sooner or later be discovered by the world and regarded as a treasure. Whenever the stream rushes by, it straightens its body and resists the current, for fear of being looked down upon. Whenever fish and shrimp swim by, it deliberately shows off its sharp edges, hoping to attract everyone's attention. But as the days passed, the rushing stream hit the edges of the bluestone again and again. Not only did it not become more dazzling, but it was hit with cracks all over the body. The originally sharp edges also became mutilated in the repeated collisions. The bluestone became more and more impatient and loved to argue with others. It complained about the injustice of the world and the earth at the bottom of the stream, and vented its anger on the rushing stream. But the more it argued, the more tired it became, the tougher it became, and the more painful it became. Gradually, even the fish and shrimp were unwilling to approach it, and it became the loneliest stone in the stream. And on the edge of the cliff at the end of the Qingxi River, there is a green pine tree, which people call the cloudside pine. This pine tree never competes with the flowers in the mountains, and never competes with the towering trees. It just silently takes root on the cliff, absorbs rain and dew, and stabilizes its foundation. The spring breeze blows, and the flowers are blooming, but it just quietly sprouts branches and leaves; the summer is hot, and the trees compete to stretch their branches and leaves to grab the sunshine, but it just grows steadily, without being arrogant or impetuous; the autumn wind is bleak, and the grass and trees compete to bear fruits to show their vitality, but it remains silent; in winter, it snows and everything withers, but it stands proudly against the wind and snow. Some people passed by the cliff and admired the strange flowers in the mountains and praised the tall ancient trees. No one paid special attention to this pine tree, but Yunbian Song never paid attention, never deliberately bent down to cater to it, never deliberately showed off its posture, it just guarded its own land and silently accumulated strength. The old man looked at Zian who was thoughtful, and continued: "Later, the mountains encountered a flash flood that had never happened in a century. Heavy rain poured down, and the stream swelled. The impact was far greater than before. That piece of bluestone with sharp edges and corners was intended to resist the flood again, but the strong flood directly swept it into the torrent, hit the boulder, and eventually broke into countless small pieces, which were washed away by the stream. And that pine tree that never shows off and takes root silently, because it is deeply rooted in the cliff on weekdays, its roots firmly grasp the rocks, and remains motionless despite the erosion of the floods and the raging winds. The pines on the edge were still tall and green, becoming the most calm scenery among the cliffs. At this time, people suddenly discovered that this seemingly inconspicuous pine tree had such a powerful power that it could withstand the wind and rain in the world without any need for publicity or argument. " When Zi An heard this, his heart suddenly shook, and he quickly asked: "Old sir, is this story about the bluestone and the pine tree the principle of life in this world?" The old man nodded and slowly spoke out the five true meanings of settling down and settling down, each sentence pricked the confusion in Zi An's head. Really powerful people are always silent and never try to prove themselves. Qingshi was obsessed with showing off and arguing everywhere, trying to get the approval of Sandstone and the stream, but ended up being shattered into pieces; Yunbian Song never showed off or defended, and took root silently. Instead, he held on to himself and survived the wind and rain. In life, everyone's value is never defined by the evaluation of others. The more eager you are to perform, the more your inner lack and uneasiness will be exposed. Guarding your tongue, putting away arguments, and focusing on yourself is the basis for guarding your spirit. As the "Tao Te Ching" says, good people do not argue, and those who argue are not good. People with a rich heart never need to rely on external recognition to support themselves. As a person, you should learn to be gentle, use softness to overcome hardness, and never confront the hard. The water of Qingxi seems to be soft and weak, but it can flow through thousands of mountains and rivers, penetrate hard rocks, bypass obstacles in high mountains, accumulate strength in low valleys, and finally rush into the sea. Qingshi doesn't know how to adapt, and insists on fighting hard, and will eventually be swallowed up by the torrent; if a person encounters a problem, he will bear it hard and fight for superiority in everything, which will only make himself bruised and bruised. On the road of life, tolerance and retreat are never cowardice, but the wisdom of avoiding the sharp edges and accumulating strength. Only the softest things in the world can ride on the strong ones in the world. Learn to be flexible and give way to difficulties. Only when everything is done in moderation and know what is enough will it last long. If the vegetation in the mountains grows wildly and does not know how to restrain it, it will run out of nutrients prematurely and will be unable to withstand wind and rain; if a person pursues fame and fortune with boundless desires and no sense of satisfaction, he will fall into the trap of greed and never have peace. When seeking wealth and fame, one must be moderate and leave room for success in order to achieve long-term stability. If you know how to be content, you will not be humiliated by being greedy; if you know how to stop, you will not be in danger of excessive pursuit. This is the foundation of being invincible. Only by being yourself and not being influenced by others can you become a strong person. Zian only cared about other people's opinions and stared at other people's lives. He was distracted by other people's comments and finally lost himself. The flowers in the mountains have the fragrance of flowers, the big trees are as tall as big trees, and the pine trees are as tough as pine trees. All things in the world have their own way of living and their own light. In this life, you are the protagonist of your life, and defeating others is not a skill. Only those who can defeat their own desires, control their emotions, subdue their inner demons, focus on themselves, and prevent energy from leaking out are truly strong. Only by guarding against arrogance and impetuosity, and being careful from the beginning to the end, can things be accomplished. Zian is eager to achieve success in his work. He is full of enthusiasm at the beginning, and becomes impatient when something goes wrong. He loses patience when the end is approaching, so he fails in everything. Life is never a sprint, but a long journey of practice. All success is inseparable from accumulation over time and caution from beginning to end. No matter how difficult things are, no matter how confusing the road ahead is, always maintain your original intention, stabilize your character, be impatient and persevere until the end, and there will be no failure. When the old man finished speaking, Zi'an had already burst into tears. He finally understood that his past pain was all due to his inner impetuousness, greed and competitiveness. He stood up and bowed deeply to the old man, picked up his luggage, and turned around to go down the mountain. He no longer had the anxiety of the past, and no longer had the obsession to prove himself. Later, Zi'an put away his sharp edge, calmed down his heart, no longer argued with others, no longer blindly compared, he was calm and adaptable when encountering difficulties, worked down-to-earth, knew how to be content with contentment, and persisted in everything to the end. As time went by, although he did not gain earth-shattering fame, his life was stable and smooth, and his heart was peaceful and prosperous. He survived the war and chaos, and finally ushered in the bright future of life. And this fable of Qingxi Stone and Cloudside Pines has been passed down from generation to generation, warning the world: There is no need to chase the light of others, no need to deliberately prove yourself, learn to take root in silence, learn to use softness to overcome strength, learn to be content with contentment, learn to cultivate yourself deeply, stabilize your mind, and wait for the flowers to bloom. You will eventually live a unique scenery in the world and keep your own blessing and stability. All good luck in this world comes from a peaceful, steady, and inward-rooted heart. When the heart is settled, the road will be smooth, and when the heart is at peace, blessings will come.
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