One day, I have nothing to do. I picked up an idle book and read a sentence from the "Sixth Patriarch's Altar Sutra", "Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, where can it cause dust." I feel that its meaning is long-lasting and thought-provoking. The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop. There are too many things in life that are beyond our human control. So what we have to do is to be content and not force anything, because there are no trees, so there is no need to move or not. There are only thirty-six thousand days in this life, there are thousands of houses in the house, and sleeping space is only three feet wide. There are thousands of acres of lakes in his hands, and all he needs to drink when he is thirsty is a ladle of water. In a sense, a person only gains a suit of clothes from birth to death, as well as the increase in cell size (also a quantitative change, not a qualitative change), and then one's own crying and other people's laughter become one's own laughter and other people's crying. Of course, we can't just look at the beginning and the end, the process is also important. In short, don't care too much, it will be just smoke and clouds in the blink of an eye.
Purpose: Love is the reason for living