A young monk met misfortune at home, and he was in great pain. He can't get rid of it for a long time and is depressed every day. The old monk asked him to go to the market to buy a bag of salt, and put a spoonful of salt in a bowl of water for the young monk to taste. The young monk said, "This is the bitter taste of salt". I scooped up a spoonful of salt and put it in a basin of water for the young monk to taste. The young monk said, "It still tastes a little salty." I scooped up a spoonful of salt and put it in a big water tank, then let the young monk taste it. The young monk said, "It's not salty at all." The old monk enlightened him, and the pain was like this spoonful of salt. If your heart is only as big as a bowl of water, it's unbearable. And if your mind can be as big as a big water tank, the pain will be much smaller, because the pain will be diluted.
Life is a nameless river, no matter how deep or shallow it is, people drink it. Life is a colorless wine, whether it is bitter or sweet, people drink it. In this hurry, life is like a beautiful flower, slowly blooming in the sun. We must protect this flower, let us meet life with full enthusiasm, challenge ourselves and cherish life.