Master, the prince please

Qing Feng and his master trembled in Xiangguo Temple, walking on eggshells every day, but they were often caught by the abbot, brothers and sisters, and they would inevitably be punished.

These days did not bring Qing Feng any spiritual comfort. The only good thing is that the Library Pavilion is very rich. He speaks well and has his own opinions on many things.

By chance, the abbot heard Qing Feng's words, and just praised him: "Qing Feng really understood the true meaning of Buddhism." Then he was targeted by his brothers and sisters in various ways. Qing Feng is no longer the child at the beginning, he can smile lightly at all injustices.

No, even at the moment when Qing Feng was meditating in his room, someone came to disturb him.Although Qing Feng has become a knower, there are always people who don't buy him. After all, even the abbot doesn't like him and his master very much, and there is no need for others to give him good looks.

The man went straight in, casually flipped through the papers on Qing Feng's desk, and seeing that Qing Feng hadn't opened his eyes, he read out in a strange way: "The jackdaws are full of sorrow in the evening. The willow pond is fresh and green but gentle. Ruojiao There is no hatred in my eyes, I don’t believe there are whiteheads in the world ~ tsk tsk tsk! I didn’t expect that Master Qing Feng, who has always been strict with himself, would be emotional!” Qing Feng opened his eyes and looked at him lightly, without saying anything, the monk jumped Get up and run three meters away, after all, those cold eyes still have quite a deterrent effect.

Seeing that Feng didn't respond, he yelled loudly, of course it was a bluff. "What are you looking at! You monster! The son of the flower picker! And your mother! You say you are a lady, and you can't get entangled with the thief!" After saying this, he seemed to be enjoying himself, telling the secret he had accumulated for a long time .When Qing Feng heard this, his heart was full of mountains and tsunami. He clenched his fists and trembled all over, as if a child was saying in his heart: "Kill him, kill him, kill him, he is such a scum, leave him behind!" What are you doing next? He insulted the monk and the Buddha! Kill him." Another villain said: "It is better to release a life than to kill a life, and not to kill a life." In the end, Qing Feng suppressed his anger in his anger. Angry, he just said: "If you don't leave, don't blame me for being merciless!" The man looked at Qing Feng and moved tremblingly. When he reached the door, he was so frightened that he was scared and fled.

After a long time, he calmed down.Looking down at the paper on the case, the jackdaws were worried in the evening.The willow pond is fresh green but gentle.If you teach that there is no hatred in your eyes, you don't believe that there are white heads in the world.I thought: Am I emotional?I'm emotional?To that man?After thinking about it, he laughed to himself.

How can such a useless person like myself, who is doomed to be lonely, have the right to be emotional?To fall in love with such a brilliant person is the most extravagant thing in the world.Back then, Boya Ziqi met his bosom friend in the mountains and rivers, a lonely heart found a home, Boya passed away, Ziqi broke the piano and wept, a heart converted to loneliness again.Aspiring to high mountains and flowing water, it is hard to find a confidant, and the deeds of the two have been sung through the ages.It can be seen from this that it is difficult for a lonely person to find a compatible soul, and it is difficult to meet once in a thousand years.How can I be the only one in the millennium?

Qing Feng has never been truly loved in his life. The so-called: humbleness is born from the bones, and everything is inferior to others.People who are not loved will always have low self-esteem, and even turn a blind eye to their own excellence, and even try again and again for occasional goodwill.