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View in the heart心中有景 花香满径 There is a temple at the foot of Nanshan，and an ancient banyan is in front of it. One morning,a young monk gets up to clean up the courtyard and sees the fallen leaves from the ancient banyan are everywhere,he cant help worrying and look at the tree to sigh. For his sorrow is on the toppest,he throws down the broom and rushes to his masters room ,then he knocks on the door to plea for interview. His master hears it and opens the door,when he sees the disciples worried look,he thinks something takes place,so he hurries to ask him: My disciple, what does you worry about so much in the early morning? The young disciple is full of doubt and tells him:Master, you persuades us to be diligent to cultivate our moral character and grasp the truth day and night,but, even I learn them well ,it is hard to avoid to die.Till that time,so-called me, so-called Dao, arent they just like the defoliation in autumn or the deadwood in winter? and they will be buried by a heap of loess? After hearing it ,the old monk points at the ancient banyan and says to the young monk: My disciple ,you dont need to worry about this.In fact, the defoliation in autumn and the deadwood in winter will climb back to the trees silently and become the flowers in spring and grow up into the leaves in summer at the time of autumnal winds is blowing strongliest and the snow falls down most heavily. | 
