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I see that life in front of my home is changeable.

After becoming a monk, my relatives came to see me and said, you have lost weight. God, how did you get so thin?

There are many monks who are broad-minded and fat, which is a realm. As a slim person like me, I think it is more appropriate to become a monk. First of all, I know the quantity of food and drink. The temple is under construction, and there are many things to do. My sleep is decreasing, the fat in my intestines is getting less and less, and the fat on my body is gone. My muscles have strengthened, my strength has increased, my physical strength has increased, and my endurance has also increased. The most important thing is that my eyes are bright.

Being thin is a desirable phenomenon.

This experience comes from past work. In the past, there were many young people in the company. When they first arrived at the company, they were all thin, motivated and energetic. They come to the company by bus early every day. More than an hour's drive means getting up at six in the morning, rain or shine.

Gradually, with work experience and skills, they began to get fat, their faces became round, their eyes were a little dull, some got married, their stomachs became fat, their necks became thicker and their legs became shorter. Some people in important positions often feel oily on their foreheads after driving for a year or two. Their waistlines are growing wildly day by day, and their chins are drooping and fleshy. Pay attention to their eyes, they get sluggish easily. Generally, when they listen to others, they yawn after a while, unable to concentrate, and have a poor mental outlook. Generally, I don't study, surf the Internet, watch movies or gossip, and I am willing to arrange.

He is a blessed young man who eats slick and fat. Most of the blessings are average, black and fat. For example, my brother-in-law runs a small workshop, eats a lot of small meals every day and rides a scooter. Many people call him fat. If you don't pay attention, you can't see where his neck is.

Such a fat man died suddenly at the age of forty. When dealing with his affairs, I looked everywhere for his photos and made portraits. Unexpectedly, I found a photo of him when he first joined the work, a young, handsome, thin and excellent young image.

This is just two people.

However, it was clearly him, not others. From this I come to a conclusion that everyone will be brutally swallowed up by the rolling world of mortals, no matter who you are. As long as you get on the bus of life, there is generally no other way out. What else can you do?

This is also the life path I have traveled.

Before becoming a monk, I occasionally observe the young people in the company, watching them come and go, watching their changes, watching their waistlines, watching their eyes, watching their new shirts and the seams of their frequently changed straight pants, watching their walking posture, watching their gum that they didn't have time to wipe off in the morning, watching the bags under their eyes caused by their crazy nightlife last night, watching their youth contaminated by alcohol and tobacco, and watching how long their attention can last.

This shows how long it takes a person to be completely swallowed up by the torrent of life.

Now it seems very short, a few years, and the most tenacious is more than ten years. They began to get old, talk long-winded, their eyes became red and swollen, their whites became dirty, they were not as clear as they were at first, their eyes drifted, their backs began to stoop, and their hearing and observation began to decline.

I'm talking more about the distressing aging in my heart. Although it is very subtle, it can also be observed clearly.

Their temper is becoming more and more violent, and they are not as modest and cautious as when they first joined the work. Everyone knows about the psychological changes and upcoming changes of employees in the company, but only he doesn't know. If he knows, he must be the last to know.

Once they sit in front of the computer, they can't get up. It is common for them to eat a meal for several hours and talk to others for several hours. The most terrible thing is that you can't adjust and deal with interpersonal relationships.

But there is no doubt about the ability to work. For a project of interest, there is an ability that ordinary people can't reach; Thinking is becoming more and more mature, and the width and breadth of thinking is not what it used to be.

The ability to withstand pressure is better than that of ordinary people, and the intelligence and willpower exercised at work are also better than that of ordinary people. It is often surprising to see the depth of the problem. But these advantages can't match the relaxation of life, work and rest, diet and emotion. And it is completely relaxed.

Life is pretty much like this. Drive a mid-range car, try to buy a house, have a group of employees, have their own life circle, and have many complaints and opinions about society. I may add a fat son who loves KFC and McDonald's, a wife who always quarrels with herself and complains that she doesn't go home often, a wife who tries to keep her youth, and often uses credit cards to brush cosmetics and jewelry that are not needed at all. The husband who brushes them is very anxious. A husband who is not always smooth in business will inevitably get angry, so he has a big fight. For money, for your parents, for my parents, for feelings, for youth, for those inexplicable things, you fight to the death, and finally go to the civil affairs bureau, the court and go through fire and water. In the end, I may put up with it for the sake of the children, or I may break the jar.

So is life.

Moreover, not most people can have a certain career, which doomed many people to run around, change jobs and live in poverty. In any case, the way and content are similar, and most people's fate is like this, but I believe that it is not the case in our hearts. However, what should our life be like?

I think there are similarities between the world and Taoism.

Once released, it will be difficult to clean up. So, I come to the conclusion that I don't know how to fix it, but I definitely know how to fix it.

Just like the young people in the company, they will definitely not be repaired and will be completely swallowed up by the torrent of life. Fatal, puffy, puffy, living for decades, short-lived, dead, just like my unlucky brother-in-law, not a minute is delayed.

In my opinion, if people in the world want to change their destiny by learning Buddhism, the more appropriate way is to set up classes, and the classes arranged by monks must have his reasons. If you don't do it, there's really no way.

Before becoming a monk, the young people in the company got up early with me, went to early classes, read Hokkekyo and did their homework. Some young people who don't live in the company got up early because they didn't have a bus, so they walked to the company to catch everyone.

Now, as I expected, all these young people broke up because they couldn't handle interpersonal relationships well. Then, a group of new young people appeared in the company, from birth to maturity, from thin to fat.

There are many fat and bloated young people in the street. And then swallowed up by life.

This is life, cruel and realistic.

On this trip to Famen Temple, several family members asked me some questions. A college student asked me how to improve my memory. I told her about Master's classic recitation and told her that it would be effective if she persisted. Otherwise, I talked for nothing and you listened for nothing. Another housewife said that she was busy with work and housework and had no time to learn Buddhism. She can't read it herself, and neither can she. What should I do? I said, first, you should recite the Buddha's name 2000 times a day, and within two years, you will never stop, not for a day. In the meantime, you should be close to the temple and participate in various spiritual activities in the temple. A child aged 15 said that he could not concentrate. I said, can you insist on reading the Heart Sutra three times a day, once in the morning and once in the evening? You must stick to it.

I don't know if they all insist, or just because they are curious to hear what the thin monk can say.

I think a person's life lies not in what you know, but in whether you can persist in doing even a simple thing, a belief, a belief.

By persistence, over time, you can persist in one thing, otherwise it is really hopeless.

Before becoming a monk, I arranged a fixed class for my dear young people around me, telling them to live well, study hard and get up early. I don't know if they have done it, if they are getting fat now, and if they have a chance to see my teacher's blog and these words.

In fact, when I assign my homework, I also know that many of them can't persist. If I can persist, it won't spread so fast. But what else can I do? Of course, I didn't understand these things when I was young, and many of them came to understand later. Time may bring many changes, depending on your life. Whether you can persist until the day of reason.

The day before I became a monk, I said goodbye to the young people in the company, told them that I was going to become a monk, and then asked them to buy me a pair of shoes. In this way, I went to the temple from the company in the shoes they gave me. If this is beneficial to them, if there are merits and blessings, I hope that these merits and blessings can be returned to all the young people in the world who used to be full of vigor and vitality, and they can't be swallowed up by the torrent of life and become short-lived fat people. Can become the founder of a happy family, can become the pillar of the country and society, can be fortunate to hear the truth of Buddha in the world of mortals, can be blessed by Buddha and Bodhisattva, and can surpass themselves and their loved ones from the evil world.

They bought me a pair of black cloth shoes, a pair of shoe pads and a pair of socks.

I gave them my old shoes, put on new shoes, left the company and became a monk. When I left, I saw them crying. I was thinking, guys, what's the use of crying now?

Of course, I bought this attachment, but what I want to see more is that they really start to do regular classes, really start to get up early, quit smoking and drinking, quit all bad habits, and really start to attend classes. What is the use of tears?

But crying means there is still a chance.

But they seldom go up the mountain, but they are still obsessed with eating, drinking and having fun in the world, which means crying is temporary. I'm not dead, but I'm just a monk. I want to see myself. I can go up the mountain at any time, attend the Dharma meeting in the temple, take part in diligent practice, and I can see you.

But they seldom come. Without hard work, even coaxing and persuading, you can't come. Besides, I'm fatter every time I come here. I don't want to live in a temple. I just can't control my manners. I can always see through them at a glance.

I didn't ask them to come, not because I missed them, nor did I want them to bring me anything delicious, those messy world news. I am a monk and don't care about them.

Being a monk, happiness is not in these places. A mage said it well in front of him. He said that for a monk, nothing is happier than seeing the growth of wealth and wisdom of others.