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238 One Flower One World

Feng Hua looked at Yu Tianrong and suddenly asked softly: "Madam, do you believe that one flower and one world, one Buddha and one Tathagata?"

Yu Tianrong glanced at him and looked sideways slightly, still remembering this sentence in a Buddhist classic.

One flower and one world, one grass and one paradise, one leaf and one Tathagata, one sand and one bliss, one square and one pure land, one smile and one dusty connection, one thought and one tranquility. All of these are a state of mind. If there is nothing in the mind, one flower can create the world.

One grass and one paradise. After understanding these, one flower and one grass is the whole world, and the whole world is as empty as flowers and grass!

And love is such a state of mind: when you get love, you feel like you have got the whole world! When facing the one you love, no matter where you are, it is like a spring breeze.

"So you also fantasize about true love?"

Feng Hua shook her head and said coldly: "No, I always thought this was just the idea of ​​​​the weak. Because they are unable to go to higher places, they stay in the love of children to comfort their hearts. A strong person is not

She would give up her pursuit for the sake of her children’s personal relationship. However, my wife is just a woman, so it’s normal to hope for such feelings! The sage said: Women don’t have great ambitions!”

Uh! Yu Tianrong is speechless, which sage is talking?

"Mommy!" Rui'er's voice came, two figures flashed, and Feng Hua stepped aside consciously.

Yu Tianrong glanced at Mrs. Huaiyu, stretched out his arms and hugged Rui'er, "What's wrong, did you have fun today?"

"Well, grandma is building a snowman with me! Mommy, come and play too!" Rui'er looked at her expectantly,

Yu Tianrong nodded gently, "Okay, let's go!"

Feng Hua followed behind, watching Yu Tianrong and Rui'er rolling snowballs and making so-called snowmen in the yard. This was also taught by the madam. Alas, their young master, I don't know how many bad habits he has to endure before he can grow up.

Adult!

"Mommy, what is this?" Rui'er looked at the snowman Yu Tianrong had built and was very curious.

Yu Tianrong looked at the old man in front of him and the two big birds on his shoulders, and smiled slightly, "It's an old man, and he raised two birds."

"Why does it always open its wings, but the other one doesn't?"

Yu Tianrong smiled melancholy and explained softly: "Because my husband raised two birds, one male and one female. My husband would take them out for a walk every day. The male bird and the female bird squatted on the old man's shoulders, one on the left and the other on the right.

Above, the male bird sometimes flies out for a loop, but before dark, he will fly back to the nest by himself. The female bird has never left the old man's shoulder. So day after day, many years have passed, everything

It has never changed. Until that day, everything was the same as usual. After the old man finished eating, he took the two birds for a walk. Suddenly, the female bird that was standing quietly on the right shoulder flapped its wings and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The male bird looked up to the sky and roared, but there was no reply. From then on, the male bird whined in the nest every day and never left the nest. Three months later, the male bird died of hunger strike in depression. He still whined before his death. Many years passed.

Until the old man passed away, the female bird never came back."

Rui'er pulled Yu Tianrong's sleeves in confusion and asked crisply: "Why?"

"Because she was heartbroken and didn't want to be with the male bird anymore, so she left."

Men in real life often say that they like the new and never get tired of the old. They are like playful children who will always sneak out to play when they have time. When they are tired, they will naturally go home. Outside, they can be romantic and happy;

At home, they also want to be good husbands and fathers. The boundaries in their minds are very clear. It is best to kill two birds with one stone as a wife and a lover. Even if some of them have made mistakes and changed their minds, under the actual weighing of the pros and cons, in

Under the offensive of the tears of married women, and under the severe situation where relatives and friends gather to attack, most of them can correct their evil ways and change their past mistakes. As the saying goes, a prodigal son can never return his money.

As for women, they often regard love as life. In their bones, the word love is sacred and inviolable. And most women are nostalgic. If they don’t have soul-breaking and heart-wrenching experiences, they will never do it.

She gives up easily, and once a woman decides to give up, the love she once regarded as her life must have been completely destroyed, and she has no way out. Therefore, once a woman changes her heart and gives up, she will never be able to give up.

It's time to look back. Just like the bird that flies away from its master's shoulder, it never returns. A woman's love is resolute because of her loyalty.

"Mommy, what did the male bird do to make the female bird sad?"

"Rui'er, be good, you will understand when you grow up." Yu Tianrong raised her lips, with a hint of ridicule floating on her face: The prodigal son will never be replaced by gold when he returns? Haha... What an ironic language to use in love! This was her unintentional

I read a story, and when I read it, I felt the same way. They are just like men and women in the world. However, she hates men who like the new and hate the old, and she hates men who like the new and hate the old even more. The former is at least a little more refreshing, but the latter is not.

Wanting to have both, being greedy and insufficient, taints the existence of love even more!

However, it is difficult to get the realm of one flower and one world! If you can’t get it, don’t ask for it. Just live according to your own feelings. Persistence is too tiring; but without persistence, the soul may become desolate.

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