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Volume 3: A blow of destiny, the king appears Chapter 8: The hermit laughs, the king weeps

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    Wang Feng, who is outside the Milky Way, stands with his hands behind his hands, looking from the starry sky outside the Milky Way to the starry sky within the Milky Way, knowing that everyone is right and wrong.  The civilization of ancient China has not yet reached the era of longevity, and all the people I know well have passed away!

    The starry sky is a bit lonely, no, it¡¯s the heart that is lonely.  Wang Feng's mind changed, and his ultimate knowing eye was flowing, and his eyes were like bright rays of light. With his eyes against time, he saw some small planets. On a small planet with dust pollution, there were small oceans and oceans under the atmosphere.  There is a small island below the Central Eastern Continent. In the north of the island, there is an old-style apartment building.

    Wang Feng¡¯s parents are sitting in the living room. They are already old and tend to fall asleep on the sofa in the afternoon.  The rebellious Wang Feng has never been able to talk to his parents more. The generation gap and estrangement began to form as early as when Wang Feng was ten years old. Wang Feng is different from the traditional ancient Chinese people.

    What is it like to go to a good school, study hard to achieve a successful future, start a family and start a career, be loyal to the country, be filial to your parents, be religiously pious, protect your people, live and work in peace and contentment, and be a phoenix among people; what is the fifth child to pass the college entrance examination, what is globalization, modernization, technology, in the king  It's not even in the eyes of the wind, but what is it?

    It¡¯s not that Wang Feng, who is standing with his hands behind his back, doesn¡¯t know, but that few human beings can understand it. Since it¡¯s all about him, it¡¯s enough for him to understand.  Wang Feng's spiritual world is hostile to the human race. Wang Feng can only face the opponent bravely. Sometimes he wants to roar about the ugly human race thinking. Sometimes he sighs with emotion. The road of the human race is all in the wrong direction.  , but moths are destined to fly to fire and lights.

    When you are a moth, if you resist the action and behavior of fighting the fire, the moth tribe will definitely regard you as an alien and a rebel. Since you are the first person to discover that the world is not parallel, you are destined to be unpopular.  Not flattering either.

    When Wang Feng was not strong enough before, he knew that when he was strong, knowing was just knowing.  Wang Feng looked at home, looking, looking.  His sight fell on another old apartment building not far away.  It fell on the author Long Yiyue.

    The author looked at a computer in a daze, as if waiting for something and lazily, and kept sitting. After sitting for a long time, he stood up, holding a cup of coffee in his hand, and walked to the corridor chair at the entrance of the company.  Pick up a cigarillo and light it, the smoke disperses, sighing at the emptiness and the empty reality of emotion.

    Wang Feng¡¯s eyes flashed!  Wang Feng is no longer the author, and the author is no longer Wang Feng. Wang Feng is the author of the past.  The author is not the future Wang Feng.

    The author stood up and turned back, looked up to the endless sky, stretched out his right hand, waved, and cherished each other. Wang Feng's heart surged, and Wang Feng knew that the author said goodbye to him.  One was a challenge of eternal life, and the other only existed for a moment. Wang Feng suddenly became entangled in his heart, as if he had realized something, and the words "Great Prophet" crossed his mind.

    The author smiled and looked at Wang Feng, who was crying. Wang Feng looked at the laughing author with tears in his eyes, "Hahaha" Wang Feng seemed to hear that hidden world: Xiaoyin was hiding in the mountains.  Hidden away in the city, the author's voice is full of laughter.

    The human race says: "A hermit is a person who lives in seclusion and is not an official. A scholar is an intellectual. If you are not an intellectual, it doesn't matter if you live in seclusion or not."

    "The Book of Changes" says: Heaven and earth are closed, and wise men hide.  He also said: There is no boredom in escaping from the world.  Also said: Noble thing.  It is the hiding place of wise people, not the hiding place of ordinary people.  If you are not an official, you are not famous.  He worked as a farmer in the countryside all his life, sometimes escaping to the rivers and lakes to do business, or living in caves to chop firewood.

    A hermit with high moral character.  Not fighting with others, being able to see through and let go, being able to transcend the secular world, so-called not within the three realms, but transcending the five elements, so people admire and admire them, and they are called hermits

    Mr. Zhang Daqian, didn¡¯t he live in seclusion in Maya Abode in the end?  Like Bodhidharma hiding in Shaoshi Peak, Shangshan Sihao hiding in Shangshan; like the Sixth Patriarch Huineng hiding among hunters, Zen Master Xuedou living in seclusion in the jungle, Lu Shen hiding among the masses without revealing his talents, they  Aren¡¯t they all hermits among the crowd?  Even men like Mencius and Zhuangzi, although they dealt with the imperial court, were hermits at heart

    There are also people who live in seclusion but are famous in the government and the public, such as Lushan Huiyuan, a monk who disrespects the king, and Zen Master Daokai who refuses to go to the emperor even after three invitations.  It is said that the dense bamboos do not prevent water from flowing through them, and the high mountains do not prevent the white clouds from flying. Those who can live in seclusion in the city can pass among hundreds of flowers without even a leaf touching them. That is a true hermit.

    There are many people in the world who are true hermits in name, but in fact they live in the mountains and forests, and their hearts are in the world of mortals. Even though they live by the mountains, forests and rivers, expecting the moment of great success every day, and having delusional thoughts every day, they are not a real hermit.  hermit.

    When monks retreat, they just want to find a place to retreat. However, Master Lianchi said in "Qi Men Chong Xing Lu" that he saw some monks who, although they had left home and left the secular world, still worried about food and clothing, and had to wear clothes and accessories when walking.  The house needs a barrier, the door needs to be locked, and the box needs to be closed tightly. This wastes time and disrupts Taoism.  This is true for monks, not to mention that in today's society, it is even more difficult to find a true hermit!

    "Warring States Period"??¡·, Yan Can said to King Qi King Xuan of Qi wanted to keep Yan Can and promised that as long as he is willing to socialize with him, he must have pigs, cattle, sheep, and livestock for three meals, and he must have a car to travel when he goes out, and his wife and children will wear clothes.  The clothes must be extremely gorgeous.  Yan Can was not moved by the generous courtesy. He said to King Qi: Once a scholar who grew up in the countryside is recommended as an official in the court, it is not that he is disrespectful, but his spiritual body can no longer be preserved, so I  I would rather go home and live a life of eating meat late in the evening and walking around while driving. As long as you don't commit crimes, you will be the greatest wealth. As long as you can be pure and upright, you can be happy.

    "In the world, people like Yan Can who can see through, let go, and are not tempted by material desires are actually hermits no matter where they are.

    Tao Yuanming's "Drinking": The house is in a human environment, without the noise of cars and horses.  What can you do?  The mind is far away from itself.  Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain.  The mountain air is getting better day by day, and the birds are flying back and forth.  There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten my words in trying to defend myself.

    Jia Dao's "He who seeks hermitage will not meet him": Matsushita asked the boy, saying that the teacher was going to collect medicine.  Only in this mountain, I don¡¯t know where the clouds are.  "

    The great prophet here refers to the being who can completely foresee and predict the future in the super-empirical knowledge. Compared with ordinary people, he is a powerful person

    I just made some oolong tea. A whole pack costs 50 yuan, 500 yuan, and 1,000 yuan. Damn it!  There is a big difference between 50 and 50, it is too difficult to get into.  There is not much difference between 500 and 1000. I thought I could drink any oolong tea. Is the 500 fake tea or synthetic tea?

    The writer of "Blood-Stained Blue Sky (Can't Hold It)" said: Make a compromise.  The 500 one is more cost-effective.

    Tang Fei'er's starting point writer said: I don't know how to taste tea at all, and I will have insomnia as soon as I drink tea

    o¨ÚiThe starting point writer said: Sweat!  Brother Long was drinking and snickering.

    ?? Yun Cai Yang (can¡¯t hold on) said: 50 Taiwan dollars is only ten yuan, and the tea bought with this money in the mainland is also slag!

    He Haoyuan (hold) Qidian writer said: I have never drunk a thousand yuan a bag of tea in my life, woo woo woo!  You have to work hard, work hard, and strive to be able to drink it one day!  By then, Long Da will probably have already drunk a bag worth 100,000 yuan, but I still invite you to come and taste it, just to remember the past and cherish the past.  Woohoo, my thousand yuan a bag.

    Fat Luoluo: I really understand this.

    Keith Wendao: There are many tea leaves with added flavors

    Feng Jiewo said: I remember one day, I brewed a pot of Tieguanyin, then brewed a pot of Pu'er, took a sip of Tieguanyin and a sip of Pu'er, and finally drank until I didn't know what I was drinking.

    "The tiger is not a big cat" (little bookworm) said: "Other than the different grades of clapping tea, it's better to have a big bowl of tea."

    The writer at the starting point of Kendo Jianghu said: For me, there is no difference between tea worth five yuan and tea worth five thousand yuan. A friend often comes to our company with tea worth several thousand yuan and asks me every time after making it.  ,how does it feel?  I said it was okay, it was just like taking medicine when I was a child. First it was a little bitter, but then my mother gave me a candy, and it was a little sweet!  As a personal habit, I always like to drink ice water, and I drink it all at once!  (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. to read.)
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