There are only about 30 students in their class, and their parents are almost there, including fathers, mothers, and grandparents.They are all discussing their children's academic performance and what tutoring classes to enroll their children in.As soon as I heard it, my head was big, why do such young children learn so many things, these parents have to drive their children crazy.After Xiao Nannan and I sat down in her seat, Xiao Nannan happily immediately introduced me to her little friend."
Miao Miao, that's my father" "Hanghang, that's my father" "" She had an innocent smile on her face, proud like a little princess.When she introduced herself to a little boy, she suddenly stopped, quickly turned around and returned to me."
Dad, he's Tong Tong" Xiao Nannan whispered in my ear, and stretched out her little finger to point.I looked up and saw a thin little boy lying on his desk.Next to him sat a middle-aged man with glasses, not tall, and very thin, looking like a university professor.I took out the cow's tears from the ring and dripped them in my eyes, and when I looked at Tong Tong again, I was taken aback.Sure enough, there was a white-haired old lady carrying him on his back, because he was still a child, so the old lady was like wrapping him all around.The most peculiar thing is that Tong Tong's body still glows with a faint yellow light.This kind of yellow light makes people feel clear, and at first glance, it is as if they are listening to the chant of ten thousand Buddhas.I was almost distracted, and hurriedly withdrew my gaze, my heart trembling.This child named Tong Tong is definitely not an ordinary person.Just by looking at him, I felt the urge to take refuge in Buddhism.After the parents arrived, Wang Sitian finally had a meeting.What she said was nothing more than two things, one was to hope that parents would not put too much pressure on their children and advocate quality education; One is to hope that parents will learn to communicate with their children and be their friends.I didn't have the heart to listen to her lecture, so I took out my phone and turned it to silent, and sent a text message to the little nun.The little nun immediately texted back, sending three exclamation expressions in a row, and explained to me, "If a child can see yellow light on his body, it is almost certain that he may be the reincarnation of Buddhism."
In general, after the death of the enlightened Buddhist monks, because they were worshiped by believers during their lifetime, they have a very strong power of faith.If he is reincarnated as a human, he is born with this power of faith, so it will inadvertently radiate it. ”It dawned on me that the longer I watched him, the more I felt the urge to bow and worship.It turns out that this yellow light is the power of faith, which gathers the spiritual power of countless people, and is naturally stronger than me.I asked the little nun what this yellow light said, and the little nun quickly replied, "The name of yellow light is Lingguang, but in fact, everyone has it.It's just that all sentient beings are constantly creating negative karma, which is like dirt that obscures the transmission of spiritual light, so it cannot be manifested.This is like a light bulb in the kitchen, due to long-term fumigation, the brightness of the lamp is naturally greatly reduced, or the light can no longer be seen.Although the dirt obscures the aura, it is difficult to transmit it; But the light is not extinguished, it is eternal and eternal.The Buddha and Bodhisattva, through continuous practice, removed many of the negative karma that covered the aura, just like wiping away the dirt from the lamp and allowing the aura to shine out again.The transmission of spiritual light indicates that one's cultivation has reached the point of tranquility, ease, and no karma, which is called perfection in Buddhism, so that one can reach the Western Heavenly Elysium. ”After I finished reading it, I kept chewing this passage in my head.The practice of Taoism is completely different from Buddhism.Taoist self-cultivation believes that the body is a bondage.Only by cutting off the three corpses and getting rid of the shackles of the body can the Great Dao be achieved.Buddhism cultivates the mind, believing that the human heart is the root of all evil.Only by getting rid of human desires and reaching the realm of no desires and no desires can we achieve positive results.Now it seems that this method of cultivation in Buddhism is indeed much easier than that of Taoism.In the end, they are using the power of the faith of the believers to condense the boundless Dharma.But if a person has desires and desires, he will naturally have prejudices, and naturally he cannot fully accept any power of faith.Only by wiping out one's own spiritual power can one be able to install the spiritual power of sentient beings.The practice of Taoism is like rebirth, while the practice of Buddhism is like self-destruction.By the time you become a Buddha, you will no longer be you.All beings are you, and you are all beings.The so-called boundless Dharma of Buddhism is not the law of nature, not the law of heaven and earth, but the power of faith of all sentient beings.Therefore, it is not a supreme avenue, so it can only occupy a corner of the west.I can't help but worry about the little nun, if she cultivates to the right fruit, will she still be the innocent and lovely little nun When I was pondering, Wang Sitian had already looked at me for a long time, and suddenly shouted to me, "Next, I would like to invite Nan Nan's father to explain to you the feelings of this parent-teacher meeting" The parents and children in the classroom immediately focused their eyes on me, and they burst into warm applause.They all had puzzled expressions, wondering how I could have a six-year-old child at such a young age.I smiled and made up nonsense, "I think Teacher Xiao Wang said very well, the children are still young, don't put so much pressure on them, we have to give the children enough space to let them grow up happily."
Therefore, my perception of this parent-teacher meeting is that play, we must let the children have fun" The parents immediately booed, but the children applauded me.Wang Sitian had a surprised expression, probably thinking that my thoughts coincided with hers, and her eyes were full of appreciation.This is the end of the parent-teacher meeting, and Wang Sitian originally wanted to leave me to talk about two more words of educational experience.I was anxious about the old lady on Tong Tong's body, so I hurriedly bid her farewell, and chased Tong Tong with Xiao Nannan.Wang Sitian stomped her feet angrily behind her back, and her little face was as bulging as a bun.She thought I hadn't seen it, and I wondered why my sensory cells were so developed, but I could see it clearly.This little teacher is really interesting, I don't know that I thought she and I were a couple, and her expression was completely like playing a little temper with her boyfriend.After I caught up with Tong Tong, I hurriedly said hello to the middle-aged man next to him and asked, "Are you Tong Tong's parent?"
The middle-aged man lifted his glasses and said suspiciously, "Yes, do you have something" I lied, "Oh, that's right."
I heard from my daughter that your son was one of the best in his class.I just want to share my learning experience with you and see how to educate my daughter" At this time, of course, I can't tell him directly that his son is carrying an old lady on his back.If you say that, you will probably be beaten up as a psychopath.As soon as the middle-aged man heard about education, he immediately came to his senses, and specially invited me to his house to talk slowly.Of course, I couldn't ask for it, and I went to his house to see what this old lady came from.Xiao Nannan also apologized to Tong Tong obediently at this time, only saying that he was talking nonsense in the morning, hoping that Tong Tong would forgive him.The child does not hold grudges, Tong Tong naturally smiled, and quickly reconciled with Xiao Nannan.It's just that his body is too weak, and his laughter is like crying; It's as if the wind can blow him away.The old lady on his back slept quite peacefully, completely immersed in a piece of Buddha light, and was reluctant to open her eyes.Welcome the majority of book friends to come and read, the latest, fastest, and hottest serialized works are all in the original: