I didn't carve my destiny.

One

A tree root, if it encounters a sculptor, the sculptor will carve it into a work of art; if it encounters a farmer, the farmer will make it into a farm, and if it encounters a woodcutter, the woodcutter will think of it as firewood.

Meet the sculptor, meet the farmer, meet the woodcutter, for the roots, are opportunities. We say that it is important to seize the opportunity, but if the root encounters a woodcutter, it grasps this opportunity and waits for it to become the fate of firewood.

It is important to seize the opportunity, but it is more important to know how to choose opportunities. Because only know to choose the opportunity, will let a humble root, become a valuable artwork.

Two

The toilet wants to change its destiny, then asks to worship a Buddha statue.

After seeing the Buddha, the toilet felt familiar and seemed to have seen it somewhere. After a memory, the toilet finally remembered, the Buddha and it was originally from a root.

That year, one of the roots was sawed into two sections, one for the carpenter, and the other for the carvers. In the carpenter's hand, it was made into a toilet, and in the hand of the carver, it was carved into a Buddha statue.

Think of here, the toilet feeling a lot: Who said that fate is in their own hands? More time, fate is helpless to be someone else's hand rewrite Ah!

Three

There are two segments of the roots, carved into God by a carved craftsman, a section of which was carved into a monkey.

Thus, two sections of the root have a different fate: a period of worship, a part of the human plaything.

Carved into the roots of monkeys blame carving Carpenter said: "We are the same root, fate is so different, because you carved me into a monkey, carved it into a god, our destiny, are you carved from the hand!"

"I have no such ability, to carve other people's fate!" The sculptor exclaimed, "In fact, before carving you, your destiny has ' formed '." When you come out of the Earth, you are like a god, a monkey, I just a little carving according to your original appearance. ”

Finally, the sculptor sighed, slowly said: "Therefore, your fate is not my carving, but your growth decision, you in the soil that part of the process of growth, you determine the ultimate direction ..."

I didn't carve my destiny.