Japanese classic folk story: a monk

1 february 1394 ~ 12 december 1481), no.

1 rest, the kyoto people, one of the three most famous monks in the history of japanese buddhism, and also a mad monk rare in the history of japanese buddhism.

in addition to the "sweet monk" mirror, the "major hiromi" aka and the three japanese monks.

there are remarkable historical achievements in the fields of buddhists, poetry, and songs and calligraphy, and they are distinguished representatives of the “five mountain culture”.

in a temple in kyoto, japan, a small monk came.

this little monk called a break.

he had big eyes and, although he was only 10 years old, he was too smart to be compared to even the elders.

and when hugh came to the temple, other monks wronged him as a newcomer, often pointing him to do it.

one of them says, "a break, it's gonna be too late.

the other one said, "a break, the sun's coming down.

help me collect my shoes." and the third one says, "take a break and get me a bucket of water in the well." it was a relief and a pleasure to help, and every time he did what the monks had asked him to do very quickly.

after some time, it was felt that it was not a good idea to keep working.

gradually, they became more and more kind and no one told him to do anything, except that the elders often gave it a break.

one day, after the monks had finished their evening classes and just before they went to bed, the elders called for a break, "a break, the fire in the hall is still burning and you went to put it out." he rubbed his eyes and said, "oh.

i'm too sleepy to go to bed." however, in the end, he went to the hall to blow out all the candles.

when the elders heard the sound of blowing out the candles with their mouths, they asked, “how did you put them out?” he said, "of course he blew it out with his mouth.

so many candles, my mouth hurts." "what? how can you blow out candles with your mouth?" how can you defile god with a dirty air, when the breath of the earth's mortals is unclean?” the elders looked at each other angryly, and said, “no more blowing out candles with their mouths.” "how do we put the candles out?" "with a hand fan." the elders fanned with their hands and said, “this way they don't spit out the dirty air in their mouth”.

and when he touched his little bald head, he said, "oh," and went back to bed.

the following morning, monks kneeled on their knees to prepare for their early classes.

the elders were sitting in the front, and he said to the buddha: "the buddha of south africa, the buddha of south africa..." and suddenly, in a quiet and serious laughter, the laughter of hip-hop.

the elders looked back and saw a monk's ass read to the buddha.

the elders were so angry that he could not say anything when he pointed to the rest of you.

"what's wrong, elder? don't i read the book well?" you'll be punished!" the elders were angry to say.

he's not afraidHe asked the elders, “Didn't you say yesterday that the depraved breath of mortals would defile God? But why are you facing the Buddha's Book today? You see, your obscenity has gone to the gods.

That's a sin, sin." The elders were given a break to say that and they were silent.

One day, a little monk mysteriously said to everyone: “There is a thin can of sugar in the Elder's room, and I was just at his place and I was seeing him stealing.” “The elders are too bad to eat sugar alone.

So do we! "The little monks said.

"Find a chance to get that can of sugar out and let everyone taste it." - Stop talking.

Late at night, there was silence in the temple.

As soon as he woke up, he saw the elder's room, the candle was shining in the dark, and he walked by with his hands.

He looked into the house through the cracks of the window, when the elders were in the cans of sugar.

Hugh pushed the door out loud and loud, and the elders were surprised, and he couldn't hide the sugar, and he pushed it in.

"What are you doing here at this hour?" The elders were a little panicking.

"I get up and pee, I see your light on, and I come and see." - Take it easy.

"Go back to sleep, and get up early tomorrow." "Okay, I'll go back." A break took a few steps to the door and then turned back.

He seemed to have just seen the jar on the table and asked, "What is in the jar on your table? It looks delicious." "Well...

this jar is filled with *, very bitter *.

I can't help it.

I'm too old to sleep at night.

Not without a bit of pain.

"I get up often at night to go to the bathroom, which may also be a disease.

I don't want to wake up in a warm bed in this cold.

Elder, can you make me suffer too? Once we're done, we're going to get the can.

“I'm afraid not.

This is for the elderly.

At your age, you might be poisoned.

It's not easy to get poisoned.

It could kill you." The elders said they had to hide the jar under the bed.

I had to say good night to the elders and go back to bed。