/kloc-at the age of 0/7, the college entrance examination is over and the home is decorated. My mother had to let me choose my own curtains. I used the hot weather as an excuse to say that I couldn't go and my mother invited me to dinner. I was tempted by delicious food, but this trip changed my life path.

Anmu's aunt believes in Buddhism. When she met me, she told me some basic causal stories. She also said that when she met me, she was a child with Buddha's fate. That day, all I remember is that I was very excited. I just feel that what menstruation said is what I have been looking for for for a long time, and it seems to awaken my memory for many years. From that day on, I read some Buddhist articles in Baidu Post Bar. Later, by chance, my boss, who sold me the first string of Xingyue Bodhi, gave me a copy of the True Sutra of the Pledge of the Bodhisattva. I started watching it when I got home.

After reading it, I vowed to read Tibetan scriptures for my grandfather who died for many years. When I was very young, whenever ghosts were dressed in Qingming and my mother didn't burn paper money for my grandfather, I would dream of my grandfather. It seems that grandpa and I always have a feeling in the dark. When I first read the Bible, there was no one in the dormitory. I looked at a thin Bible and thought about how I read it three times in one afternoon. I read Tibetan scriptures for the first time for more than three hours. And when I saw it, I felt that there were more and more people in the dormitory. But obviously I'm the only one in the dormitory. After reading the first time, I was exhausted and walked to the window unconsciously. There is a row of tall poplars outside the dormitory. I stared at the green, trying to rest my tired eyes. At this moment, something strange happened. In front of me, the leaves of poplar began to shake back and forth. Strangely, it's only the part I look straight at that shakes. If a tree is blown by the wind, it should be that the whole tree is shaking, but only the middle part of the tree, the part I can see, is moving. Don't move up and down. At the moment, I seem to understand something. I began to meditate. I'm so tired that I didn't finish reading it three times today. I vowed to recite it for my grandfather. If you like it, you are welcome to join us next time. I hope you and my grandfather can leave the ghost road at the same time. The words just fell and the leaves stopped moving. At this moment, I am more convinced that everything is spiritual and can be communicated.

I clearly remember walking out of the library after reading the Bible for the third time. I muttered to myself, I don't know if you came to chant Buddhist scripture this time. Did you hear that? As soon as the idea came out, a strong wind suddenly blew. I said right away, I know, I know. The wind stopped.

At one time, my father was diagnosed with myocardial infarction, and I made a vow to read Tibetan scriptures for my father. One day, I got up and got sick. I couldn't say a word in my throat and kept coughing. My classmates in the dormitory asked me if I wanted to go to the hospital, and I said no. Please go to class quickly and ask the teacher for leave for me. At 7: 30, all my friends in my dormitory left. I turned on the mp3 player and listened to the original recitation of the Bodhisattva's vows. While listening, I thought, Bodhisattva, I don't know if you can hear my call. If you can hear me, will you stop making me feel so uncomfortable and fall asleep thinking about it? In my dream, someone woke me up with a bowl of water in my hand and said I was almost finished, so I drank it. The saliva is particularly delicious, and it is cold and sweet from the throat to the whole body, which makes me feel comfortable and washes every pore. Then I woke up, full of energy, and then packed my bag and went to class. It was just half past eight when I got to the classroom, and I was full of energy. All the students in the dormitory can testify to this, and it is precisely because of this that a girl in the same dormitory became a Buddhist.

These are the stories I read in the Tibetan scriptures. I'm just writing my personal experience and sharing it with you. I've been reading bloggers' articles for more than half a year, and I've recommended many friends to read them, all of which have benefited a lot. In particular, brother Zhuo Ma's kowtow record encouraged me to start studying the Four Plus Tour of Wuming Buddhist College, and my vows must be fulfilled.

May all beings become buddhas!