Someone asked the hermit what fate was. The hermit thought for a while and said: fate is fate, fate is fate. The man was confused and went to ask the eminent monk. The eminent monk said: Yuan is the cultivation of the previous life. The man didn't know what his previous life was like, so he asked Buddha. The Buddha said nothing and pointed at the clouds in the sky. This man looked at the clouds rising and falling, moving east and west with the wind, so he suddenly realized: fate cannot be sought, fate is like the wind, and the wind is unpredictable. The gathering of clouds is fate, and the scattering of clouds is also fate. Destiny is like the wind, coming is also a condition, and going is also a condition. It's fate that you've got it, and it's fate that you haven't gotten it yet. Fate, wonderful!
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All the stories written in this article are true stories.
If there is a destiny, there will be enlightenment; if there is no destiny, it will drift away...
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