monkey:"… "
"Master, donor Li Xueying is here." The squirrel in the tree, lying on the window of its big villa, shouted when it saw Li Xueying walking slowly in the distance.
Fangzheng was stunned. What was Li Xueying doing at this time
Ten minutes later, there was another person next to Fang Zheng. He followed Fang Zheng and tilted his head to watch the raindrops falling continuously.
"Master, look at it. Isn't it an extremely clear day with the sun shining brightly?" Li Xueying looked at Fang Zheng angrily.
Fang Zheng's old face turned red, and he coughed dryly and said: "Donor, you have to see through the phenomenon to see the essence. Behind the clouds is the blue sky, and above the blue sky there is the scorching sun. Life is like this weather, if you always stare at the annoying rain , I will be troubled all my life. If you can think of the sunny days and the sun in the future, you will naturally feel better... "
"Master, do you think it's interesting to say this at this time?" Li Xueying asked.
Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "It's boring."
"Then you still say it?" Li Xueying asked.
"What else? Could it be that the poor monk was showing off yesterday and got slapped in the face today?" Fang Zheng looked at Li Xueying pitifully.
When Li Xueying saw Fang Zheng's appearance, she burst into laughter and said, "Master, no one told you that you look cute like this?"
Fang Zheng: “…”
Li Xueying suppressed her smile, stared straight at it, and asked Fang Zheng: "Master, tell me the truth, did you know there would be changes today?"
"Is the sun shining brightly?" Fang Zheng naturally knew what Li Xueying was asking, but Fang Zheng did not intend to answer directly. Regardless of the role of prediction or blessing, Fang Zheng did not want to say more. First of all, I don’t understand it, and secondly, others may not believe it even if I say it! After all, in today's era, what you see in person may not be true. Technology is unpredictable and various methods are emerging. If you are regarded as a liar, you will be in trouble.
Li Xueying stared at Fang Zheng, who tilted his neck and looked at the roof. After a while, Li Xueying turned around, hugged her knees with her hands, looked at the bodhi tree in front of her and said, "The navy stopped scolding me. There was a sudden ceasefire at midnight today." ,I do not know why either."
"Good people are rewarded," Fang Zheng said.
"Then I will be a good person and do it to the end. I will donate all the money I earned this time. How about that?" Li Xueying said.
Fang Zheng was stunned: "You have donated it? You have donated it, what will you do next?"
Li Xueying said: "Just work hard. Anyway, I'm worth a lot now. I just need to take on more films."
Li Xueying said it was easy, but Fang Zheng, who had watched Li Xueying make movies, didn't think so. Maybe some stars make movies easily, just showing up and taking pictures. But Li Xueying is the kind of person who will never use a stand-in whenever she can go into battle by herself. It is common for her to film scenes until midnight. Therefore, her money and fame are not obtained out of thin air, but are also the result of her own hard work.
If you have money, who would want to fill their life with work
However, Fang Zheng couldn't say anything about Li Xueying's choice, so he just smiled.
"Master, do you think it's not good for me to do this?" Li Xueying asked.
Fang Zheng said: "What does the donor think is good?"
"It's good to help others, right?" Li Xueying said.
"What level of help is kindness?" Fang Zheng asked again.
"Of course, the more, the better." Li Xueying said matter-of-factly.
Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "The poor monk doesn't think so. The definition of good is changing in every era. What the poor monk said may not be right, but the poor monk believes that if a person does not do things that are harmful to society and does not benefit himself at the expense of others, that is Goodness. If this person can help others, it is a greater good. If this person can do something for society, it is an even greater good."
"I understand this, but the more you tell me, the better. Does it matter?" Li Xueying was confused. She felt that she was sacrificing all her money to do good deeds. After all, it was the greatest good deed.
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Donor, the poor monk does not advocate sacrificing his own kindness. The poor monk believes that the kindness of helping others to the best of his ability without affecting his normal life and pursuit of life goals is the true kindness. Otherwise. Otherwise In order to help others, you lose everything and even become someone who needs help. This will only make society continue to regress instead of progress.
It is not a good thing to work hard to make money if you throw everything into the pot and lose everything. Maybe you have a high net worth and make money quickly, but equally, you have many and big ways to use your money.
Everyone's social status and abilities are different, and their perspective on doing good is also different. For example, you are an international star. You may simply donate more money than anyone else. But is it really effective
Helping poor people can help them both materially and spiritually.
If possible, I hope you can make more money, and then use it to make more good movies. Spiritual salvation is sometimes more important than material. For the same money, you can choose to donate it to help fixed A few people can also choose to make movies and help countless people. If you had no money, what would you use to take these pictures? If you leave everything to capital, you will not be able to control your destiny and choose what to shoot.
Of course, what the poor monk said is not absolute. Facing some people who are in urgent need of money to save their lives, they are still in the front. After all, only when a person is alive can he think about spiritual pursuits. "
"I kind of understand..." Li Xueying said thoughtfully.
Fang Zheng nodded hard, gritted his teeth with pain in his neck, took out his phone and flipped through the movie review page.
As the morning screening ended, the reviews of "Allure" began to pick up, with more and more positive reviews. However, after all, because it was canceled for two days, the attendance rate was too low, so there were not many people who commented. But overall, this is a good thing.
However, at this moment, a piece of news jumped out.
"The ZD war has started again, and terrorism has struck again." Last night, fighting broke out again between ZD and AFH...
"The artillery fire in the middle of the night killed and injured nineteen people."
"When his daughter is lying in his arms, a father screams silently." In one picture, a Japanese man is holding a three or four-year-old girl covered in blood, looking up and crying, with ruins in the background.
"We also had a glorious past, the past of AFH." These are two aerial videos, one is of AFH in the past, and the other is AFH now. The world before the war was so beautiful, with bright lights and peaceful singing and dancing. But when the war came, everything ended. There was no electricity, no water, and bombs would fall from the sky at any time. No one knew whether they could survive tonight safely.
The people of yesterday and the ghosts of today are like a dream.
Seeing this, Fang Zheng's heart was extremely blocked. He put his hands together and recited: "Amitabha."
(End of chapter)