In a dilapidated temple, a young monk frustrated and said to the old monk: "We are a small temple, only two of our monks. When I went down to the mountain, people were swearing at me. I often said that I was a wild monk. In a dilapidated temple, a young monk frustrated and said to the old monk: "We are a small temple, only two of our monks. When I went down to the mountain, I was It is against me, I often say that I am a wild monk, and the incense money for us is even less pitiful.
Today, I went to Huayuan. No one opened the door for me on such a cold day. The vegetarian meal was also pitiful. Master, it is impossible for us Bodhi Temple to become the great temple of thousands of temples and bells. The old monk did not say anything when he was wearing a sly, but he listened quietly with his eyes closed.
The young monk said with a sigh of relief that the old monk was silent for a while and finally opened his eyes and asked: "This north wind is blowing tightly, and the outside is cold and snowy, are you cold or cold?" The little monk said with a sigh: "I Cold, my feet are frozen." The old monk said: "It is better to sleep earlier!"
The old monk and the little monk extinguished the lamp and got into the bed. After more than an hour, the old monk asked: "Are you warm now?" The little monk said: "Of course it is warm, just like sleeping in the sun."
The old monk said: "The quilt has been kept cold on the bed, but when people lie down, it becomes warmer. You said that the quilt warmed the person, or did the person warm the quilt?" The little monk listened and laughed. : "Master, you are so confused, how can the quilt warm people, of course, people are warming the quilts."
The old monk said: "Since the quilt can't give us warmth, but we have to rely on us to warm it, then what are we doing with the quilt?" The little monk thought about it: "Although the quilt can't give us warmth, it is thick. The thick quilt can keep our warmth, let us sleep comfortably in the bed!"
In the darkness, the old man will smile: "Why are we who are slamming the bells and sorrows not lying under the thick quilts, and those who are mortal beings are not our thick quilts! As long as we are all good, then cold After all, the quilt will be warmed by us, and the quilts will save our warmth. Are we not sleeping in such a bed? The temples and the bells are still awesome. Dream?"
The little monk listened to the sudden realization. From the second day onwards, the young monk went down the mountain very early every day, and still encountered many people's bad words, but the little monk always treats everyone with courtesy.
Ten years later, the Bodhi Temple became a large temple with a radius of more than ten kilometers. With many monks, the pilgrims were still in a constant stream, and the little monk of that year became abbot.
In fact, in this world, we all live in "quilts", others are our quilts, and when we use our hearts to lick quilts, quilts will also give us warmth.
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