The young master is physically weak, and his only hobbies in life are calligraphy, painting and collecting. One day, by accident, he got a blank scroll from a mysterious man, which he regarded as a treasure. The good times did not last long, the young master was seriously ill, and he finished the picture crazily and wanted to add a few more strokes. The next day, the scroll was lost, but the young master's condition improved day by day, and he got married in a blink of an eye. Just as he was passing the imperial examination and was about to make a great contribution to his career, in the main hall, the national master made an astonishing statement and revealed the secret... There is no Bodhi tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing there, so where is the dust? Is it because the painting is blurred, or is it the human mind?
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