Taoist temple in the mountains

Chapter 41, the value of life

"Teacher, tell me, what is the most beautiful thing in this world? What is the value of living?" Yang Yingying said suddenly.

"Whether it is beautiful or not depends on people's hearts. Some people think that the most beautiful things in the world are family, love, and friendship, while others think that the most beautiful things in the world are desire, wealth, and fame." Li Yun paused, and then said: "In From Pindao’s point of view, the greatest manifestation of value is self-satisfaction, whether it is desire or emotion, the ultimate goal is to achieve self-satisfaction.”

The impromptu creation of Chicken Soup for the Soul is a compulsory course for a qualified Taoist leader. There is no such thing as one of them. This course Li Yun has been influenced by Xuan Daozi for countless times since he was a child. For such words that sound so reasonable but are speechless, they are naturally at their fingertips.

"Are you self-satisfied?" Yang Yingying carefully rejected this philosophical statement.

"Yes, self-satisfaction, so layman, study hard, make progress every day, and don't always think about skipping classes or something, it's not good, not good." Li Yun laughed.

Yang Yingying was immediately shocked.

"Um, how do you know?"

"The poor man can certainly see it." Li Yun smiled lightly, showing his demeanor.

Li Yun didn't say it was because the school card in Yang Yingying's pocket was exposed. It clearly said Yang Yingying, Senior Three (Class Three).

However, Li Yun was also a little surprised. The girl in front of him who seemed more mature than him was actually a senior in high school.

"Well, in fact, what I want to say is that my grades are very bad, very bad. In the third year of high school, I should belong to the bottom three unknowns in the whole grade." Yang Yingying bluntly said, and then distressed: "But, my life is still I will have a better life than other students, so what is the use of my study?"

Li Yun nodded silently. Yang Yingying, the single-pass granddaughter of the Four Seasons Group, can be said to be a proper figure of Bai Fumei level. look up to the existence.

Even if she is a dried salted fish, she is still better than countless people.

"So, Layman, are you confused now? Confused about your own struggles, your own ideals, and whether you are wasting your time?" Li Yun said.

Yang Yingying nodded, she was tired from standing, so she found a place to sit down, and said to Li Yun, "It's a joke to talk about struggle, what kind of struggle is my bad grades, but I think that even if I don't do anything , can also sit on the resources envied by others, and I will marry a husband who is well-matched in the future, so my struggle will be meaningless."

Li Yun has summed it up, this is the story of a rich second generation's confused mind, playing truant to a Taoist temple to find chicken soup for the soul.

This is a bit out of line. Ordinary chicken soup for the soul can be found at your fingertips, but for the person who should be feeding others chicken soup.
"Well, maybe you can change it from another angle? For example, what you do is stronger than your grandfather, stronger than your parents. Isn't this also realizing your life value?" Li Yun paused, Then he said, "Do you have ideals? For example, to become a partner of justice or something like that."

"Is it ideal?" Yang Yingying was a little confused as to what ideal she had.

It seems that there is no such thing. In a life whose future path has already been determined, what ideals can there be?

"Aspirations, I used to have them, but it sounds ridiculous, and the chances of realizing them are very slim. Now I have forgotten it." Yang Yingying can only smile bitterly. Her life is arranged by her parents. Even if she has ideals, she dare not say them out .

"There is nothing ridiculous about the so-called ideals. What is ridiculous is that people who have ideals in vain but do not put them into action, even if they are slim, but they do not have common sense, how would they know that it is difficult to achieve?" Li Yun smiled lightly.

Looking at Yang Yingying who was in deep thought, Li Yun also said with emotion.

Like many teenagers and girls in adolescence, most of them are forced by things during adolescence, including Li Yun himself. It's simply lamenting why I'm so handsome and no one has confessed to me yet.

Because of this, Li Yun was depressed for quite some time.

"Sorry, I still can't figure out how to realize it for the time being, let's forget about it today." Yang Yingying lay down on the futon carelessly, without any intention of leaving: "Ah, I'll just play with you temporarily today, Anyway, I skipped class today, if I run to other places, my family will definitely be able to find me."

Yang Yingying took a deep breath. Everything in this Taoist temple is good, especially the pure and peaceful incense and the smell of meditation, which makes people want to stay longer.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, the Taoist temple can't help the guests, don't make loud noises, and do the rest yourself." Li Yun smiled and said, there are no people in this Taoist temple, and it is good to have someone to accompany him.

Xiangshan is quiet, the valley is secluded with orchids, and Xiangtou Mountain is as quiet as the sky, especially in the Sanqing Temple, where snakes and insects are easy to change, making it even more peaceful and innocent.

As usual, there was no one there for a day, except that sometimes small animals ran into the Taoist temple and wandered around, and there was no movement.

Yang Yingying is a person who can't stand the loneliness, and in the afternoon she started to complain: "The life of your Taoist priests is really boring. Fortunately, I was just thinking about whether I could join your Taoist temple as a Taoist nun."

"Sorry, the poor Taoist temple doesn't accept people, let alone nuns." Li Yun said lightly.

Compared with so many disciples of Buddhism, the biggest advantage of a Taoist temple is its quietness. Generally speaking, there is at most one Taoist priest in a formal Taoist temple, and it is not bad for a Taoist priest to have two small Taoist boys doing chores.

Of course, there are all kinds of Taoist temples in Luofu, such as "the most handsome Taoist priest", "the most beautiful Taoist nun", "the ugliest Taoist boy" and so on emerge in endlessly, will they still be published in the daily newspaper to try their best?

"Uh, well, I was just joking." Yang Yingying shrugged.

At this moment, Yang Yingying's phone rang suddenly.

At first Yang Yingying looked at the phone impatiently for a while, but in the end, when the phone was really ringing non-stop, she had no choice but to answer it.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Before Yang Yingying finished speaking, she fell silent completely, and her face became very depressed.

"Well, I see."

Then Yang Yingying looked at Li Yundao with an apologetic expression.

"Sorry, I might disturb you later, my father brought a group of people to the Taoist temple"

(End of this chapter)