What three stories did the three teachers tell?

The three teachers of the guru told three stories: the story of a beggar; The story of a dog; The story of a child.

Story 1:

My first teacher was a beggar. Once, I got lost in the mountains and saw that it was getting late and I didn't know where to live. In the dark, I wandered on the rugged mountain road and met a beggar. I asked him where I could spend the night. The beggar said to me, "This place is in the middle of nowhere, and there are no people in Fiona Fang, Fiona Fang for miles. If you want to live with a beggar, you can come with me. "

So I went with him for a month. Every morning, I beg with him on the road. The beggar's life is full of uncertainty. He often has no food and no place to live, but he is always happy and never disappointed. Before going to bed every night, he always said to me, "Thank God for his care. I believe tomorrow will be better." .

Day after day, year after year, I persist in meditation and penance. My life, like that beggar, is often in trouble. As a result, I began to feel desperate, lost confidence and even gave up studying. Every time like this, I think of the beggar and the words he said to me every night, "Thank God for his care, I believe tomorrow will be better."

Story 2:

My second teacher is a dog. One day, I came to the river because I was thirsty. It happened that a dog also came to the river to drink water. The dog looked into the water and suddenly found a dog in the water, its own reflection. The dog was so scared that it barked and ran away.

But thirsty, the dog had to go back to the river. Although he was very scared, he jumped into the water. Immediately, the dog in the water disappeared. From this, I realized that this is a revelation from heaven: although you will feel scared, you must jump into the water.

Story 3:

My third teacher is a child. One night, I met a little boy with a lighted candle in his hand in a small town. He is going to the temple to offer his candle. I said to the little boy, "Did you light this candle yourself? The child replied "Yes, sir".

I asked him again, "When it is lit, the candle will glow, but it won't glow until it is lit." Can you tell me where this light comes from? The little boy giggled and didn't answer in a hurry. Instead, he blew out the candle in one breath and then asked me, "Look, I blew out the candle now. Can you tell me where the light of the candle went? Let me feel that my profound knowledge suddenly went up in smoke.

At that moment, I really felt ignorant, shallow and stupid. "