All encounters in life educate us to grow

Article: I am Suyan

This story is true, it happens now , in my case, you can read it as a novel, or you can read it as life, it depends on your own mood, and maybe it depends on my description method, whether it makes the real story look fake, Or maybe you think it’s a fake story and you conclude that I must be writing it off.

I fled to a distant relative’s home during the Chinese New Year. During the Spring Festival, the largest traditional Chinese festival, the whole family is reunited, but I exiled myself to my home away from home. There is a small town called Anda hundreds of miles away. You don't need to check whether this place name is true or false. Maybe it doesn't exist at all and is just an illusion in my dream. You can just pretend that such a place really exists.

This relative of mine is a devout Buddhist who is nine years older than me. I call her sister. The most books in her home are about Buddhism, and the decorations are different from those in other homes. The hanging statue of Buddha is enshrined in the middle of the living room, and there are also Buddha statues on the table, including those of Guanyin, the big-bellied Maitreya Buddha, and the There are some from Zao that I don’t recognize, and they vary in size and quality.

With so many Buddhas living together, wouldn’t they fight? I was very curious. This sentence was on my lips and could come out at any time like a hot potato. In the end, I resisted asking. I knew her answer: Don’t say anything disrespectful to Buddha. Buddha knows.

Every morning, the first thing I do when I wake up is touch my phone to see if anyone in my WeChat group is watching my updates. In fact, the people I most want to see are all It is closed beyond the horizontal line. It is not visible for three days, but not seen every day. I know that I will be disappointed, but I still go to see it. This is like a necessary task every day, just like I must write some diary before going to bed every day. , has become a fixed living habit.

Next I will look at the updated content of today’s headlines. I don’t know when I started to be interested in eating. The middle-aged woman named Xiaoqiu in the video looked like a good woman: Hello everyone, my name is Xiaoqiu. Today I will teach you how to make something delicious and easy to cook. How to make millet pancakes, first... following her videos, I learned to make corn pancakes, thousand-layer pancakes, millet pancakes, as well as fried dough sticks and fried dough twists.

The time when I wake up every morning is particularly interesting. 5:20, I love you. This time is really ironic. Who am I going to love? Who do you love? It’s a funny time. When the phone time reaches seven o’clock, I will get out of bed and cook. This distant sister of mine has been meditating in front of the Buddha statue in the living room for a long time. I don’t know when she gets up. Every day when I wake up, I hear her sound in the living room. On the first morning, when I open my eyes, I see the time on my phone. At 5:20, I heard the noise outside and felt a little uneasy. This was not the time for thieves to commit crimes. When I got to the living room and saw my sister kowtow, I felt relieved and got under the quilt again. Stay up late.

There are 2,000 people in the circle of friends, and there are dozens of messages from friends every day. Sometimes when you see the beginning of "I miss you", you open it excitedly, but the words that follow make your heart drop. When you get to the bottom, you know you will open up, and then there will be a slogan selling a certain product. The other messages are not much better. They sell a variety of products and they go to the trouble of sending them to you every day. The ones who ask for you in the morning and report at night are more competent than the competent little secretaries in the company. Life is not easy, and they are all people who work hard to survive. Let them exist. If you like it, open it and take a look. If you don't like it, you can turn a blind eye.

It's just a pity that there are hundreds of WeChat Moments and so many red posts, which means that they are vivid, living people. In their respective groups, there are countless active people, chatting and laughing, showing off their wonderful lives. But what does all this have to do with me? Am I interested in finding out? Or do they have any interest in me? What does their life and death have to do with me? What does my happiness have to do with them?

The current world of mobile phones has turned into a diverse world. We can learn about the stories happening in all places in the world at this moment of the day from various pages while sitting under the quilt. You can switch from one interface to another suddenly, and there are all kinds of news stories. In this fragmentary reading, you can feel the noble or humble existence in the current society we live in, and I am one of them. As a member, my thoughts always travel involuntarily. What if it was me?

Time passed quietly in this kind of dissociated and fragmented trivial thoughts.

Get up and cook and make breakfast. Their family's mornings are Western-style. Those who rush to work wake up, and their children are hurriedly carried out to school. On the way, they pass by a breakfast shop to buy a cup of soy milk and eggs. Men too, striding out with briefcases in hand as if catching a train, passing by to buy whatever they wanted to eat. Fortunately, the school and work are not far away. People who enter the school follow the bell, and the same goes for those who go to work. They don't arrive a minute early.

If you are on vacation, the morning starts at nine o'clock. The pace of life is slow, like a leisurely old snail. You get up lazily and lazily, wash up, and go to the kitchen to find something to cushion. Put on the mat, then lean on the sofa in the living room, open the tablet, and scan the travel route. Where should we go to play today?

How about Muslim Street? Let’s see if any delicious food has been added. The girl I called my aunt was just sixteen years old and was in her second year of high school. She was more than half a head taller than her mother. She had round eyes like a doll, a round face, and shoulder-length hair. She looked like the little Yin Tao in the cartoon. Like meatballs. When she was just born, I came with my mother to visit her during confinement. At that time, just a few days after she was born, she looked like a wrinkled little old man. With a blink of an eye, she turned into a sixteen-year-old A pretty girl. As for me, I was about the same age as she is today, eighteen years old. Now, my mother is gone and my son is ten years old.

How can time pass by? Some people are gone, some are born, some are old, and some are in their prime.

Mom. I want to eat this. Mom, buy me that. Xiaowanzi acted coquettishly and dragged her father to the "Turkey Flying Ice Cream" stall, inevitably buying another one to try.

The streets are bustling with people wearing new clothes, with happy smiles on their faces. A man dressed as the God of Wealth attracted people's attention, and people rushed to take photos with him. Xiao Wanzi naturally wanted to join in the fun, pulling his parents into the crowd: "Auntie, let's take a group photo." The three of them pouted cutely, and they looked like they were made from the same mold, surprisingly unified.

Come, come, aunt, take a photo with the God of Wealth and make a fortune in the coming year. Xiaowanzi also took a picture of me.

In the photo, why do you look a little out of place with this happy holiday? The smile is full of loneliness.

I got into bed at night and chatted with my sister who is nine years older than me. Sister said: In life, we will meet all kinds of people and encounter all kinds of things. These things happen not for no reason, but to educate us. If you always stand in your own perspective and look at things from a narrow and one-sided perspective when encountering something, you will never see through it. Because everyone is solipsistic and selfish in their thinking. They always think that what I have is right, so they take it for granted that everyone else is wrong. If I change the angle and let me jump out and look from above, I will see perfection. What is right? What is wrong? Where is the right and wrong?

Sister, your words are so full of Buddha nature. I couldn't help but sigh. You will become a Buddha immediately. There really is no point in meditating in vain and chanting Buddha’s name in vain.

This is not because I believe in Buddhism.

I used to be competitive in my life, but after experiencing some things, I slowly thought about it and understood that life is our best teacher, and the things we experience are the process of our growing up. People are like this in life, and they will turn into dust sooner or later. Instead of wasting time on unnecessary quarrels and arguments, it is better to cherish one day at a time with Lele and Hehuo. There is nothing to think about and nothing to worry about. No matter how much you get, it will all be in vain in the end, and you can't take it with you even if you die. Why let yourself lose your happiness for something that is not worth it? Living with a smile is just one day, how good it is.

I seem to have realized something.

I woke up on time at 5:20 in the morning. My sister was already meditating outside.

I turned on my phone and released him from the blacklist. He was actually online: slave, come back, my son misses you.

What about you? I asked.

I miss you too. Come back. Don’t you want to go see the sea? Our family went to Hainan to see the sea.

Get up and pack your luggage. After a while, I will tell my sister: I really want to go, what is there to worry about?