A unit organized employees to travel, and the group came to a famous Buddhist mountain, ready to go to the temple on the mountain for sightseeing.
At that time, there were no cable cars, and the uphill and down the mountain were carried out on two legs. There is a hand-dug staircase road to the top of the mountain. At the beginning, the road was wide, and three or four people could climb up side by side. The road gets narrower and narrower as you get to the top of the mountain. The people climbed up breathlessly and onto the stone path leading to the temple.
There was a young leader in his early forties, who complained all the way up the mountain: "Who came up with the idea, I have to climb up to see some monk temple." Crawling hard for a long time, just to see a few mud tires, tired or not"!The stone path on the hill winds and turns, the temple is hidden among the greenery, and the birds are singing and the flowers are everywhere. The air was fresh as if it had just been washed with water, and everyone felt that even breathing became more relaxed.
There are already many pilgrims in the main hall, and the incense in front of the Buddha statue is vigorous, and the smoke is filled. Listening to the sound of the wooden fish and the chanting of the monks, the impetuous mood becomes extraordinarily peaceful. The group also learned from other pilgrims to burn incense and worship.
The little leader stood at the door of the main hall with his arms crossed and said: "Oh, why do you believe everything, one by one bent over and pouting at the mud fetus, stupid or not, I don't believe anything, isn't it good, don't worship the mud fetus and don't have a piece of meat"!As he spoke, he kicked the pillar in front of the temple and played.
When going down the mountain, the little leader patronized the beautiful scenery, and one stepped on the air carelessly, and the knee of one leg hit the edge of the steps. The knock was so hard that the leg couldn't stand up at that time, and after a while, the whole knee was swollen. was driven down the mountain and sent to the hospital, the doctor looked at ** and said, you are even falling and rubbing, the patella should be smooth, and you have burrs on this rub.
When I went, I went by boat, and when I returned, I still went by boat. In order to take care of the little leader's injured leg, he was specially arranged to sit on the side of the cabin. At noon, everyone squinted, and when they woke up, some people were surprised to find that the little leader had become crooked, slanted, and drooling. He was rushed to the hospital again, and the doctor said that he had a stroke due to a cold caused by a sea breeze while sleeping. People wondered why everyone had slept on the boat, and there were several old comrades in their sixties, who had a stroke
Some people have linked his words and deeds during his visit to the temple with what happened to him and come to the conclusion that it seems that you really can't speak without words in the temple!