Remember the suffering of birth and death and generate bodhicitta.VIETNAMESE TRANSLATE ENGLISH BY=VIETNAMESE BUDDHIST NUN=THE WOMEN OF SAKYA CLAN CHAN TANH. Sentient beings from beginningless kalpas, because of their ignorance and confusion, create immeasurable karma and then suffer retribution, birth and death in samsara, in and out of the three realms, and back and forth in the six paths. Today, fortunate to have a human body, to hear the Buddha Dharma. Have faith in the Three Jewels. The Buddhas and patriarchs taught that: To achieve results on the path of liberation, it is necessary to develop bodhicitta, benefiting oneself and others. So I hope Buddhahood soon becomes complete and self-satisfied. Together, they lead each other to cross the river of love and sea, to the shore of peace and joy. There are many reasons for generating bodhicitta, one of which is quite important for the practitioner to pay attention to. That is: "remember the suffering of birth and death and generate bodhicitta". The "Writing for the development of bodhichitta" by the great master That Hien, in the sixth section of causality, has explained this very clearly. How to remember the suffering of birth and death? That is: we and sentient beings from many lives up to now, often in samsara, have never been liberated. Sometimes in the human world, sometimes being reborn in heaven; sometimes in this world, sometimes in another world. In and out of all ways; sunk for a while. While living in the heavenly world, suddenly he was reborn as a human, and in a moment he fell into hell, hungry ghosts and animals. The dark place that has just come out in the evening has returned; the dark place temporarily leave and then re-enter immediately. By generating bodhicitta, the practitioner's mind is always directed towards the path of Nirvana. Ten reasons to generate Bodhicitta that Buddhist students need to understand When climbing the mountain, the whole body is broken; Climbing the forest to find a tattered gut. Hot iron does not help hunger, swallow it, the internal organs are ripe; When the copper boils, it quenches thirst. After drinking it, the limbs become soft. The hacksaw splits and then rejoins; When a poisonous wind blows, they die and are born again. The fire burned in the city, full of terrible cries; Roasted on the pan, just echoing the sound of suffering. The cold is new, the shape is like a green lotus with bud; flesh and blood has just broken, the body is like a pink lotus blossoming. Live and die in one night, go through hell ten thousand times; suffering for a day, on earth it takes a hundred years. Not believing in the teachings of the King of Hell tortured him with good labor, and when he received the reward, he knew suffering, but regretting it was no longer enough. However, when I got out, I quickly forgot and worked again as before. Beat a blood-stained donkey, let alone your parents are involved. Once upon a time, the saintly Van Vuong ate meat without knowing it; Today, we mortals can cook our mother's meat well. In the past, it was love but now it became an injustice, in the past it was an enemy, but now it is a relative, once a mother, now a wife, before a father, now a husband. If yes, then how can I not be ashamed of my life to know that; Celestial eye to see, it's not a pity. Imprisoned for ten months in a fetus, an unclean place that is hard to escape; Turning his head to give birth for a while in blood and blood, a dirty place is pitiful. When young naive all know nothing? When you grow up and know everything, lust arises. The old and sick moment to come; life and death hurry back. The wind of karma blows to the chaotic consciousness; The blood and blood gradually dried up and the skin withered. Not a single hairline is spared the pain of a needle; not a single piece of skin is spared the pain of a knife cut. The turtle is cooked, its shell is still easy to peel; consciousness is about to disappear, It is more difficult for the soul to leave the body. An uncertain mind is like a merchant wandering everywhere; The body is impermanent, like a house that is constantly changing. The vast dust of the world, difficult to calculate all the reincarnation bodies; The vast waves of the sea, not equal to the separation of tears. Dried bones piled up higher than the top of the mountain; corpses spread out over the land wider than the earth. Because of such sufferings in the path of birth and death, practitioners urgently need to generate bodhicitta to make more efforts to get out of birth and death and integrate into the realm of Nirvana without birth and death.END=NAM MO SHAKYAMUNI BUDDHA.( 3 TIMES ).BUDDHIST DHARMA WHEEL GOLDEN MONASTERY=VIETNAMESE BUDDHIST NUN=THE WOMEN OF THE SAKYA CLAN CHAN TANH.AUSTRALIA,SYDNEY.14/9/2021.