There is a young beautiful girl, the giants, the family is rich, and it is versatile, the days are very good, the media is also going to put her home threshold, but she has never wants to get married, because she felt that she didn't see her true The boy wants to marry. Until one day, she went to a temple fair, in the crowd of thousands of crowds, saw a young man, don't say more, anyway, the girl thinks that the man is the result of her hard work. Unfortunately, the temple will be too squeezed. She can't go to the man's side, she looked at the man in the crowd. Later, in the past two years, the girl went to find that man, but this person is like evaporating, and there is no trace. The girl prayed to the Buddha every day, I hope to see the man again. Her sincerity touched the Buddha, the Buddha was fascinated. Buddha said: Do you want to see the man again? The girl said: Yes! I just want to see him again! Buddha: You have to give up everything you now, including love your family and happiness. Girl: I can give up! Buddha: You must also cultivate five hundred years to see him. Don't you regret it? Girl: I don't regret it! The girl turned into a big stone, lying on the wilderness, more than four hundred years of wind blowing sun, bitter, but the girl didn't feel there, it was more than four hundred years, I didn't see someone, see I don't see a little hope, which makes her collapse. In the last year, a stone came, seeing her huge, chiseling her into a huge strip, transported into the city, they were building a stone bridge, so, the girl became a stone bridge Guard. On the first day of the stone bridge, the girl saw it, and she waited for five hundred years of men! He rushed, like anything, soon, from the stone bridge in the middle of the stone bridge, of course, he won't find that there is a stone to look at him without turning his eyes. The man has disappeared again, and it is a Buddha. Buddha: Are you satisfied? Girl: No! why? Why is I just a bridge guardrail? If I was paved in the bridge, I can touch him, I can touch him! Buddha: Do you want to touch him? Then you have to practice for five hundred years! Girl: I am willing! Buddha: You have suffered so much, don't regret it? Girl: Do not regret! The girl turned into a big tree, and there were many people who came to the official road. Every day, many people have been watching every day, but this is more uncomfortable, because countless times, I see a person Come, there are countless times hope to break. It is not a first five hundred years of cultivation, I believe that the girl has already collapsed! One day in the days, the girl's heart gradually calm, she knew that he would not appear in the last day. It's another five hundred years! On the last day, the girl knew he would come, but her heart is no longer excited. coming! he came! He is still wearing his favorite white gown, and his face is still so handsome, and the girl is looking at him. This time, he didn't have a hurry, because it was hot. He noted that there is a big tree on the side of the road, the thick shade is very attractive, take a break, he thinks like this. He went to the foot of the big tree, relying on the roots, close his eyes, he fell asleep.
The girl touched him! He is by her side! However, she can't tell him, this millennium. She only gathered the shade to gather the shade and blocked the poisonous sunshine. Millennium tender! The man is just a little sleeping, because he still has something to do, he stood up, patted the dust on the long shirt, in the moment, he looked up and looked at this big tree, and touched the tree slightly, probably It is for gratitude to the big tree to bring you cool. Then, his head will not go back! Just when he disappeared at the moment of her line of sight, the Buddha appeared again. Buddha: Do you still want to be his wife? Then you have to practice. . . . . . The girl interrupted the Buddha calmly: I think it is very thoughtful, but it is not necessary. Buddha: Oh? Girl: This is already very good, love him, do not have to be his wife. Buddha: Oh! Girl: His wife now is like me? The Buddha nodded slightly. The girl smiled slightly: I can do it, but I don't have to. At this moment, the girl found that the Buddha sighed, or said that the Buddha was gently lighter. What a girl is a little surprised, is the Buddha also have a heart? The Buddha's face blooms a smile: because this is very good, there is a boy to wait a thousand years, he has cultivated for two thousand years in order to see you. Press: Life is always balanced, in a way we understand or not understand. What is the difference between the world is an item.
