To do the masters of life,coach bags

One day, all disciples of the coach outletled a walk in the streets, the busy market, selling voices with one of prosperity.
Out a way, the philosopher asked his disciples: "just to see the vendors in which the color face with the joy of it?" A disciple replied: "I read that fish wantonly, many

people buy fish, the owner overwhelmed, his face Yang Zhao has a smile. "disciples would not finish, then shook his head and philosopher, said:" Although the hi

acquisitiveness of the heart, but can not be sustained. "
Philosopher mobilize disciples to continue forward, in front of a farmhouse, mulberry cock, dog named Shen Xiang, 3322 shuttle busy people. Sent the public disciples

dispersed after the philosopher. Over time, the philosopher asked his disciples: "just to see the villagers, which looks more substantial it?"
A disciple came forward a step, replied: "There is bad cop-east of the village, the family chickens and ducks oxen and horses, dozens of acres of land slope, he started

things at home, but also to the slope tends the fields, a moment not idle, always sweating, the villagers should be substantial. "philosophers pondered a little while and

said:" enriched from coach bags , and finally after all of them to get lost in the trivial, nor is the most fulfilling. "
The group continues to move forward, in front of a hill, the slope is the cloud-like sheep. A great rock, sat a haggard old man, his arms holding a whip, is to distance

overlooks. Philosopher immediately stop the pace of public disciples, said: "The old man swim head give rein to one's feelings, is the master of life." Congregation

disciples looked at each other, thought the old man a sheep, may be lonely, without food and clothing, how would The masters of life? The disciples looked puzzled

philosophers, Read on Road: "Do you not see his soul in a happy walk?"This article was writen by Lisactrytoo on 2010- 4-06 from us-trade company.