Who said that spiritual practice is an imaginary experience of eating well, wearing warm clothes, making a pot of tea, and watching the clouds rise? That is just narcissistic obscenity.
It is an arduous task to civilize that fiery woman who has a brain attack and refuses to admit her guilt. Even if she eats thousand-year-old ginseng and ten thousand-year-old Ganoderma every day, she cannot make up for the loss of her moral conduct;
On the other hand, the female neurotic who wants to do everything possible to avoid being civilized and just wants to be a cutie or a goddess believes that the hypocrite uncle who seems to be a ghost and has evil intentions is definitely a thousand-year-old demon. We are of different species, so it is best not to interact with each other.
Uncle is about to cry but has no tears. Do you think I really want to reform you, an uncivilized monkey? If there wasn't a layer of reasons that haven't been clearly seen yet, I'd mess with you when I'm full.
This article starts with chicken soup, then becomes immortal, and then comes to short and medium stories about ghosts. It proves that the author himself does not know where he will end up, and may lose his moral integrity and collapse, because the author has no moral integrity, but he will never cheat. He swears by this. . .