I grew up in a Buddhist family. My grandmother and mother were both Buddhists and worshiped the statue of Guanyin every first and fifteenth day of the month. Kindness and sincerity sowed the seeds

I grew up in a Buddhist family. My grandmother and mother were both Buddhists and worshiped the statue of Guanyin every first and fifteenth day of the month. Kindness and sincerity sowed the seeds of innocence in my young mind, and the fresh sound of wooden fish accompanied me through my cozy childhood.

In 1961, the year of the great drought, the sweat of hard-working people sprinkled all over the parched land, but could not see the green hope. Hunger and poverty accompanied the people as they struggled through the difficult years.

That year, I was 17 years old, 15 kilometers away from my hometown of Guiyang, a secondary school. Because it is located in a distant suburb. Transportation is extremely inconvenient, usually, students are rarely back to the city, only during the holidays, we only three to five groups of companions back to Guiyang.

Once, I have a cold, I feel sick, I had to ask the teacher for leave to go back to the city to see a doctor. The first time I saw this, I was able to get the ball rolling, and the second time I was able to get the ball rolling. The first thing I did was to get the money to pay for a new car, and then I had to pay for a new car, and then I had to pay for a new car. Toward the station, I dragged the sick body through a small river in front of the school, through a wide reed field, and then over a thorny mountain, it was nearly dusk. The mountain is particularly quiet, I am a little afraid, remembering the classmates often say that the infestation of wolves and snakes in the mountains, I am even more creepy. Due to excessive nervousness, I just climbed up the hill, I can not find the direction of the mountain. I was so anxious that I was like a dizzy fly, wandering around the mountain. A moment east, a moment west, around and around, and then turned back to the original mountain road, how can not find the path down the mountain. I no longer have the energy. Looking at a thorns cut mouth, facing a gust of mountain wind with cold air, thought today probably want to dance with the wolf ****. *** Crisp to sit on the stump, close your eyes, do not think about anything, let fate arrange it.

The mountains are quiet, a mountain wind blew, the mountain grass a clamor, after that, and a silence. I am a little tired, closed eyes no longer want to open, in what seems to be a sleepy haze, I seem to hear what sound, side ear, "swish, swish, swish ...." The sound was in the grass not far away. Oh no! I really met the big bad wolf! I pulled my legs out and ran wildly towards another bush. Because I ran too hard, I fell down on the mountain road. Due to panic, limbs soft, how can not get up, the heart is scared, and now only wait for the 。。。。。。。

*** Crisp lying still, ready to take a static brake. Listen carefully again, some strange, the sound is still in the original orientation. I clenched my teeth, hard to make a force, slowly stood up, quietly looked toward the place where the sound was made, oh my God! Where is what big gray wolf ah! It turned out to be a woodcutter gathering firewood. I was surprised and happy, quickly walked over to the woodcutter, arching his hand to ask. The woodcutter said he had to go down the mountain to take care of the firewood, so he could show me the way. I followed the old farmer apprehensively, and slowly descended along the curved mountain road to the railroad line at the foot of the mountain, which was really on the road back to the city. I sincerely thanked the woodcutter, and continued across the railroad and down the highway a bit more before I saw the dimly lit suburban station from afar.

By this time it was after eight o'clock in the evening. There was a last train ready to start on the platform. I ran towards the station with great strides. I jumped on the door of the train and was ready to pay for my ticket. But I couldn't find a penny in all my pockets. I had to shyly back out of the door. I stood on the platform, looking at the shuttle bus that was about to start, and my heart was on fire. I wanted to explain to the conductor, but I was a big girl how to start. Go back to school, the road is far away. Not to say that I am a small woman, even a young man in this dark winter night, facing the reckless mountains, will also be deterred. Moreover, along the way there are activities rampant hooligans and road bandits. The more I think about it, the more scared I am. Looking at the mountains of the Baogu forest, think of the long road, anxious my cheeks hot hands and feet numb, panic. In this front and back of no village and no store in the suburb of the station, where do I ....... go? Think about or in the school is good, should not be reckless leave to return to the city. I ...... what to do ah?

Just after I was so anxious that I was about to cry out, suddenly a gentle voice in my ear softly sounded; "girl, the day is very late, quickly on the car! I looked up sharply, a beautiful, dignified aunt stood in front of me. She was carrying a bamboo basket in her left hand, her right hand gently caressing my shoulder as she looked at me kindly. Without waiting for me to voice my embarrassment, she seemed to know everything from my anxious eyes. Just see her gently put down the basket, pulling my hand smilingly put something in my hand. I looked down and saw that it was a ticket back to Guiyang. I was so excited that I couldn't say a word, but just looked at that kind aunt with tears in my eyes. It was a kind face that I will never forget. Even in the cold winds of the winter night, it still shines with warmth and divine splendor, making people forget all the suffering and hardships.

I can't remember how I thanked the aunt, and how I got on the bus and sat on the seat. Only remember that the kind aunt has been looking at me lovingly smile, until the car left the platform far away. The car slowly traveled on the winding and rugged highway. I just stayed in my seat and let the hot tears of gratitude flow in my cheeks.

I don't know how long, the car finally tired into Guiyang. I got out of the car and hurried to my home. I'm not sure how long it will take for me to get back home. The mother is ready to sleep after a day of labor, saw me suddenly appeared in front of her, surprised. Asked me how to come back, I put everything that happened little by little to the mother said.

She froze for a while, as if she realized something. She looked at the Guanyin Bodhisattva, and said to me with deep emotion, "My son, that is the Guanyin Bodhisattva of great compassion! It is the merciful and compassionate Goddess of Mercy who has saved you from suffering! Waking up from a dream, I went to the Guanyin Bodhisattva, folded my hands, and thanked him with great gratitude for his blessings. From then on, the great kindness of Guanyin Bodhisattva was firmly in my heart, and always inspired me to be a kind person, so that I learned to care for all the living beings in need of help.

Decades after the storm, the kind aunt is still y engraved in my memory. I have told this beautiful story to people again and again. I used this Eastern myth to sow the seeds of kindness in the hearts of children. When I tell them about me, my feelings, my emotions, it seems like yesterday. I saw a childish face full of gratitude and love, just like mine. A pair of bright eyes contained a crystal teardrop. They were listening, in silence, to the moving songs of childhood. They are thinking, thinking, where are you, kind aunt?

For many years, I felt that there is a power that grows in my life, there is a sentiment that sublimates in my soul. This power gives me the wisdom and courage to inquire about the true meaning of life, to complete the great cause and perfect self personality. This sentiment inspires me to love China, love all beings, love and care for every little creature.

I also feel that human beings in the endless universe, like the grass capsule is so small and fragile. In the sound of the waves of the sea, I feel the mercy of Goddess of Mercy wide universe, ferrying universal children of the extraordinary feelings. Time is testing people's true knowledge of life, I slowly stepped into the sincere, kind, serene Buddhist realm.