Chan Yu story

 Chan Yu perfect story of the young monk sat down and wept, the floor paper written word.
[How is it? old monk picked up a few to see: wrong. perfect. > You did not find it? each donor leaves, I wipe the chair he sat on. Suspects dirty, though a clean appearance, but the heart sick, is unclean. the master asked.
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dead wood a long time ago, one old woman, a monk built Maoan support practice for twenty years. Erbajiaren meal usually served by that practice, a monk.
old woman one day the girl said: > monk has not been moved by beauty, and replied: monks away, and put a fire burned the Maoan: repair center did not have, is really not as popular Han!

one day, but a bowl of rice, two unhappy young man, and go and visit them master: your discovery, we are not the quit my job? the.
before returning to the company, tendered his resignation as a person, home farm, but no other action.
days really fast, blink of an eye over the past decade. home farming to modern methods of management, plus on improved varieties, actually turned into agricultural experts.
another stay in the company, not bad. He Renzhao Qi, trying to learn, gradually been discouraged, has become a manager.
one day met two people .
agricultural experts to ask another: For as long as the mixing bowl of rice to eat 『』, however, what the boss say, less angry, less care about, it becomes! Master did not mean that you? still with eyes closed, every half a day, answered five words: sleep, with no distractions, you thought to myself that no one under the seat more than I work hard, why is not enlightenment? you go to the gourd filled with water, then pour into the salt, dissolve it immediately, you will enlightened! too small, I loaded into the salt block, it is not of; into his chopsticks, and stir not move, I still can not become enlightened. block to melt, the Zen Master said kindly: br> monk: of this. , that is humanely the door.
words and deeds was once a rich old lady, she often went to the temple for the incense, bowed before the time when the Buddha said: When to pick me up all right, Namo Amitabha Buddha. hiding behind the statues in advance, so the old lady said that his wife, then you come tonight. has as its word is the foundation of all self-cultivation, the basis for another probation.
killing one child Qiuzi
middle-aged woman, had brought up a son, would like to regeneration of a child, I do not know Praying for Children suffer from the method. She asked other women: You have to line Sitian the ceremony.
leisurely old woman told her: eager, ready to kill her son to Sitian. neighbors learn of the incident, could not help but laugh at: son, living next to get away son to kill. and silly, to think that this is the way to go Pure Land Western Paradise.
good Guqin Concert Ya Chung good at listening to sounds of children.
Ya pop up the mountain every song, Chung sub-period will not help: died, Bo Ya can no longer play the piano, he cut the strings.
Since then, the pillar, want to be respected, understood, recognized, appreciated, respected, everyone want to realize their off in the same corral. One time, Shepherd caught the pig, loud howl, violently resist. sheep and cows annoying howl, he said: pig replied,: environment, different people, it is difficult to understand each other's feelings; therefore, others frustrated, frustration, grief, should not gloat, but should be caring, understanding mood. have a forgiving heart!
on their own
Snail asked her mother: protection to the shell! Mom: the shell? , the sky does not protect us, the earth does not protect us.