Be lucky in the misfortune of life

In recent years, many things have happened around us, which makes students deeply feel that when people reach middle age, life will drop irretrievably like a parabola reaching its peak.

The first is the death of many relatives and teachers. For example, my aunt, in her early sixties, came to Beijing to see a doctor. Although she is in poor health, she is far from dead. Her illness is not a cancer that people talk about. At that time, everyone was thinking that the worst result was nothing more than surgery and resection of the lesion. The family doesn't think the illness is that serious. In order to ensure the quality of life in the future, she chose to go back to her hometown for conservative treatment. When I visited the hospital after school, the scene was vivid: I bought her the most expensive fruit, thinking that she had suffered all her life in the countryside and should enjoy the filial piety of the younger generation; I also brought her many good books about cause and effect. Aunt always holds my hand and says, you are busy, don't always come to see me. I'm much better, and I eat more than when I first came ... Who would have thought that it was only a month since menstruation returned to his hometown that bad news came. It was an early winter morning. When I heard the news, my mind was blank and full of surprise. I had an important contract to sign and was negotiating with the other party. I took care of everything at once, signed my name in a hurry and left.

Similar news followed. That gradually numb, sigh, sigh, but never sad. ...

Fortunately, our husband and wife's parents, young and old, have been in good health for many years, comforting them. But accidents always come unexpectedly. My father in my hometown suddenly called me and said that my mother had a "minor" operation and told us after the operation for fear that we were worried. I hurried back to visit and recovered well. Looking up at the sky, to see the sun, for all his glory is buried by the coming night. Today is a minor operation. How about tomorrow? How about the day after tomorrow?

Another thing that often happens to peers at the end of the semester is the family crisis of middle-aged people. With the opening of Pandora's Box, people in cities are increasingly pursuing enjoyment, self-pursuit, individuality and freedom. When something happened at home, both husband and wife didn't want to calm down, communicate and mend the cracks, but threw them away like disposable goods and put on new ones. In recent years, there have been more than a dozen divorces around the school. A young man holds an important position in central enterprises, with a developed career and high spirits. His wife is also very virtuous. Not only has she done a good job, but she has been doing housework diligently for twenty years, with no regrets. The children are fine, too. Recently, they were selected into the best middle school in Beijing. However, this enviable warm life is entangled in an extramarital affair story that keeps cutting and confusing, and the beautiful family ends up breaking up.

As an old friend of twenty or thirty years, I tried my best to persuade him to turn back, but another persistent woman chose a desperate way to force him to submit. Last time I had dinner with him, my friend told me with red eyes that he had left home clean and had nothing left. Four properties and millions of deposits in Beijing were left to the ex-wife and children as compensation. I rented a house as I did when I first came to Beijing after graduating from college. But this can't get inner peace, because after years of long-term fighting and noise, he is exhausted, and he gradually hates the woman he loved at the beginning. I don't see any hope for my future life. Back then, his old mother came to me in tears and begged me to help him, but there was nothing I could do. I really feel guilty and ashamed to face the old man again.

What embarrassed the last student even more was the loving father and mother of our pure land disciple-Amitabha. People often have a question. When they look at others, they are sober, just like philosophers and wise men. At the end of learning, people who don't learn Buddhism around them are struggling for their livelihood and often shake their heads and sigh. But once things fall on you, all kinds of excuses, reasons and indulgence will come out, and the root of inferiority complex will be clear at a glance. Although he converted to Buddhism as early as 2002, he only regarded Buddhism as a verbal job, and he was no different from ordinary people in his bones. Because I didn't deliberately treat my stubborn habits, the five precepts were destroyed in a few years after I converted. 20 1 1 At the end of the year, the school was once again subjected to three conversions and five precepts in Tuolin Temple. Although I was heartbroken and tried to correct my shortcomings, I didn't really look back. If you think carefully about the behavior after the second commandment, you can only say that you have roughly observed the commandment. Judging from the subtleties, it is still an infinite crime. Especially in terms of career, greed, ignorance and selfishness have not been corrected, so that after studying Buddhism for more than ten years, they are still like bubble stones, without joy and feelings, and even can't persist in daily classes. The cloth bag monk once said: Only the heart is Buddha. And the heart of learning is still five desires and six dusts in the end! What a pity!

According to the custom of studying Buddhism at the end, looking back at the situation of studying Buddhism in the past 20 years, there is only one conclusion: if you have not encountered Buddhism, or further, if you have found any way to practice on your own outside the pure land, it is definitely "iron bed combined with copper pillars" and "no one to rely on"! As I write this article, Beijing is in the shadow of a severe smog of level 5, and the decoration noise of the upper and lower floors of the terminal school has been harassing for several months without interruption-isn't the external environment of all this the realization of the pity of the terminal school? Fortunately, the Buddha pointed out a bright and smooth road for me, an urchin. Getting out of this five-turbid and evil world and three-world fire house can make me pull back from the brink, and it is too late to mend. In an instant, he changed from the seed of hell to the Prince of Dharma, and embarked on the road of supreme enlightenment-what kind of karma is this, so that he can get trillions of times more wealth than "blind turtles reach wood" under the strong light of Amitabha's old man's great wish!

At the end of school, I often sigh that coming into this world is really a worse failure. There must have been thousands of opportunities to achieve before, but I disobeyed and handed in one failed answer sheet after another, so that I was still wandering in this evil world. Fortunately, I met the pure land method like the first prize in the Mark Six Lottery. I not only heard it, but also believed it. In a few days, you can get out of prison. This is really a celebration of your life! Later, at the end of the semester, we must put our tails up, honestly listen to the teachings of the Buddha and our ancestors, believe in the Buddha's fame, go to the pure land, prove Bodhi early, accept the mantle of the Buddha, return it to our mother-in-law, and free all beings who are still wandering in the sea of suffering. This is the only correct choice, which can make up for the mistakes of the past and live up to the great wishes of our parents. Just like a red sun rising in Ran Ran behind this foggy sky!

There is no amitabha in the south!