The final adversity of life is death, but no one can escape.

My friend, the former deputy mayor of Taipei City, has suffered from the so-called "Bubaizhiyuan", while suffering from non-party and high-level struggle. The latter particularly made her chilling. Before that, she had a modest pension and was less than five hours of sleep a day, conscientious and conscientious in her work. She fell from the high, resigned, and the party's senior and public opinion has not spared her, continue to "kill."

She cries out to me every night on the phone, resenting her grievances, leaving her home and shutting herself down. So I asked her to go to my study in the mountains and tell her that there was a quiet desk in the books and music that could not be read in a few lifetimes. I told her to sit down, to be quiet, and to persuade her: cut off the edge. But she was still unable to be quiet, her heart still uneven.

So I took her to master Nebula. The master listens to her qisu, does not according to the affair, more does the discussion. He taught us a valuable lesson: "The philosophy of adversity."

Nebula Master was poor when he was young, his mother took a tearful tears to send him into the temple, hoping that the abbot adopted the child, so that he can survive. There are several peas in the nebula of the day, and what a blessing it is for a nebula that has no good food for life. The child kneels to the teacher father, Master warned: "Although you because of poverty to this, master hope you carry forward the Dharma in this lifetime." The nebula promised the master on the spot.

After a period of time at the temple in Yangzhou, Master took the young nebula to Nanjing and delivered it to a large monk and told the nebula, "This is a good place for you to learn Buddha." "After the master had just left, the great monk began to questioning Nebula:" Why did you come here? The nebula replied, my master asked me to come. ”

A gust of Rattan whip, the big monk scold: "A XI Buddha's people do not have their own centring, Master asked you to come, you come?" ”

Then the big Monk asked the second time: "Why did you come here?" The nebula thought for a moment, and replied, "I want to come here and learn Buddha myself." ”

Big Monk Cane whip to more vigorously, scold: "Out of family, how to lie!" The big Monk asked repeatedly, "Why did you come here?" Nebula thought the answer to the first question was wrong, and sank back: "My master called me, and I wanted to learn Buddha myself, so I came here." ”

Cane whip fell dozens of, hit the nebula pain, rolled everywhere, the big Monk denounced: "So young, so slick!" ”

The night was covered with a nebula of wounds, and I could not imagine why the master who loved him brought him to a hell-like monk. I thought of my mother's tears when she said goodbye, and I couldn't help crying.

Suddenly, the big monk pushed the door in, the nebula was frightened to kneel on the ground. When the big Monk met with the early afternoon, his face was very different. With an injury, on the one hand, the nebula was smeared, and then told the nebula: "Son, you said this afternoon, there is no word is wrong." "I teach you this lesson called adversity." What is adversity is the impermanence of life. You have encountered hardship, calamity, injustice, robbery and death ... It's all fate. No, because you did the right thing, you can run away. Not because you have done something wrong to be punished. "Accept adversity to overcome fate and overcome the pain it brings to you." ”

The teachings of the Master Nebula, I am still unforgettable. Life along the way we heard a lot of truth, but still bad this life. Just because we are too persistent believe that the fate of fairness, but also too persistent own gains and losses. We often see the "impermanence of Life" four words, but never really understand the profound truth.

People so sentient, so sure, so generous, but also to fate so demanding. People's world, the most lack is open-minded. Open-minded to get along with fate. Through adversity, learning to accept, not just forgetting, just like out of the tunnel, don't be annoyed or remorse. Remember the ups and downs of the fate of people, time is not equal, time is very fragile, it can not afford you to go back and forth to live up to. When you meet the dark, please take it easy step by step, then you will see the light. If you stay in the tunnel, then adversity gives you darkness, there is no pause. But that is not fate to you cruel, but you chose the cruel. Because it is you, let yourself stay in the dark.

From Kafka's point of view: Our life is only sober through the dream, everyone is just a ghost of the years. If we go through adversity smoothly, we can make the ghosts more figurative and more solid. You can walk, adversity is a gift in your life.

If evolutionary history teaches us a lesson, it is that life is not limited. Through adversity you, the heart is summer. More restrained, deeper, more refined and more appreciative than spring, autumn, and winter. Even if you are alone, you are not trapped by the cold. Willing to let the sun exposure, satisfied with the hot roast, learned to see the world, day by day become beautiful.

Now every morning, I remind myself once again, life is short and beautiful, no time to tangle, no time to care. Every day, everyone may encounter a disturbing thing, but if the heart does not move, the wind and the helpless. If you don't hurt, the years are alright.

At this time the so-called happiness, is not fame or the identity, is easy: to vegetables, a little nostalgia, to the window, a little bit of hope, to the season of the ingredients, a little gentle, to the humble balcony, a little bit of mood, to ordinary days, a little embellishment.

A person who has not met adversity for a lifetime, the so-called "Life Victory Group", when he gets to the end of his life, the more dangerous he will live. A man is a life of prosperity, how does he accept death? Acceptance fades? Accept without me? Most of the time he could only live in fear in his old age.

You think the foot of hell, is actually the reflection of heaven. And the wrinkles in my lips are actually the accumulation of wisdom. After all, the final adversity of life is called death, but no one can escape.

The final adversity of life is death, but no one can escape.