I always fulfill my duty, dignified pattern, effort effort; The most prominent is the behavior of saving, wealth, purity, determination, and also by virtue of which he became a beautiful symbol for the whole town. I usually go around the village where my kinsman live.Although many Buddhists, especially the ancestor of the occult and the king of Pasennadi, the two great benefactors, offered countless offerings to the Sangha in the city of Said, Tianya never went there.
Seeing T'ai often meditated and begging around the village, the
monks came one day to say to the Blessed One: - Lord Buddha, Nāma Ga Tii is always busy, entangled With relatives, never went to the sect of sabhava,
Hearing this, the Blessed One invited Taya to, asked:
- Heard that teachers day around, lured to the village people, never go to the preaching coast, begging walking meditation, is true not?
- Lord, do not have to stick with the kinship family. I only get their food just enough for a day. Whether good or bad, I still remember life, praised and praised the virtues of the patron saint. Lord Buddha, I think that is enough. I do not work to produce material things that hand over the offerings too much is not appropriate, I'm afraid!
Knowing the nature of Tathara, the Blessed One smiled and praised:
- Good, good, Sa-subject! I'm glad to have such a disciple. This sausage, save is our nature and customs!
Fall,
At the request of the public, the Buddha said a story as follows: In the past there was a large pool of several thousand live in a forest of trees and fig trees in the Hellenic mountains on the banks of the Ganges. . Encountering drought, hay, fruity crops, rivers running out. There is no fruit left to eat, the safes are in critical condition each and every time. Then the leader of the tank is not delicious, good or not; It has something to eat: the leaves are dry withered, or the roots are hard; Eaten down the Ganges River to drink water and fly to the branches of the song, happy to be happy with his current lifestyle. Thich decided to experiment by manipulating the thrust of falling trees, only the negligible roots, jagged crack. Whenever the wind blows, the heat rises, Relax in the lap: take a few samples of small vine roots and then go down to the river to drink water, to spit up, despite the wind screaming.
Thích says:
- I will go to the safe to see more clearly friendship, and make the forest shoots buds, blooming, blooming fruit back. .
Thich is transformed into a beautiful goose fly to the park on a tree, then friendly to talk to the safe:
This box:
There are many green trees,
With fresh fruit full of branches
,
With roots rooted around!
Answer:
We love peace,
Thuan according to each circumstance,
Truth and virtue,
for a whole day green!
Silence momentarily, the Blessed One smiled, saying:
- Monks, the likes are now A-nan, while the head of the guitar is me. The teachers see, know enough is my nature and customs it! And there is nothing strange, Nigamavasi Tissa, always peaceful and know enough, was my son should have accepted me as my teacher. A Sa-subject like that is supposed to reach nirvana.
He read the shelves:
monks love tinh tinh,
scared to see the sun,
Ắt not rotten,
definitely near nirvana.END=NAM MO CAKYA MOUNI BUDDHA.( 3 TIMES ).VIETNAMESE TRANSLATE ENGLISH BY=THICH CHAN TANH.THE MIND OF ENLIGHTENMENT.VIETNAMESE BUDDHIST NUN=GOLDEN LOTUS MONASTERY=AUSTRALIA,SYDNEY.14/6/2017.
Seeing T'ai often meditated and begging around the village, the
monks came one day to say to the Blessed One: - Lord Buddha, Nāma Ga Tii is always busy, entangled With relatives, never went to the sect of sabhava,
Hearing this, the Blessed One invited Taya to, asked:
- Heard that teachers day around, lured to the village people, never go to the preaching coast, begging walking meditation, is true not?
- Lord, do not have to stick with the kinship family. I only get their food just enough for a day. Whether good or bad, I still remember life, praised and praised the virtues of the patron saint. Lord Buddha, I think that is enough. I do not work to produce material things that hand over the offerings too much is not appropriate, I'm afraid!
Knowing the nature of Tathara, the Blessed One smiled and praised:
- Good, good, Sa-subject! I'm glad to have such a disciple. This sausage, save is our nature and customs!
Fall,
At the request of the public, the Buddha said a story as follows: In the past there was a large pool of several thousand live in a forest of trees and fig trees in the Hellenic mountains on the banks of the Ganges. . Encountering drought, hay, fruity crops, rivers running out. There is no fruit left to eat, the safes are in critical condition each and every time. Then the leader of the tank is not delicious, good or not; It has something to eat: the leaves are dry withered, or the roots are hard; Eaten down the Ganges River to drink water and fly to the branches of the song, happy to be happy with his current lifestyle. Thich decided to experiment by manipulating the thrust of falling trees, only the negligible roots, jagged crack. Whenever the wind blows, the heat rises, Relax in the lap: take a few samples of small vine roots and then go down to the river to drink water, to spit up, despite the wind screaming.
Thích says:
- I will go to the safe to see more clearly friendship, and make the forest shoots buds, blooming, blooming fruit back. .
Thich is transformed into a beautiful goose fly to the park on a tree, then friendly to talk to the safe:
This box:
There are many green trees,
With fresh fruit full of branches
,
With roots rooted around!
Answer:
We love peace,
Thuan according to each circumstance,
Truth and virtue,
for a whole day green!
Silence momentarily, the Blessed One smiled, saying:
- Monks, the likes are now A-nan, while the head of the guitar is me. The teachers see, know enough is my nature and customs it! And there is nothing strange, Nigamavasi Tissa, always peaceful and know enough, was my son should have accepted me as my teacher. A Sa-subject like that is supposed to reach nirvana.
He read the shelves:
monks love tinh tinh,
scared to see the sun,
Ắt not rotten,
definitely near nirvana.END=NAM MO CAKYA MOUNI BUDDHA.( 3 TIMES ).VIETNAMESE TRANSLATE ENGLISH BY=THICH CHAN TANH.THE MIND OF ENLIGHTENMENT.VIETNAMESE BUDDHIST NUN=GOLDEN LOTUS MONASTERY=AUSTRALIA,SYDNEY.14/6/2017.
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