There is a small island in the Five Turbid Seas called Ignorance Island. On the island of ignorance grows a luxuriant tree called the utilitarian tree, and the leaves of this tree are very tender. There is a silkworm in the utilitarian tree, and this silkworm is particularly greedy

There is a small island in the Five Turbid Seas called Ignorance Island. On the island of ignorance grows a luxuriant tree called the utilitarian tree, and the leaves of this tree are very tender.

There is a kind of silkworm in the utilitarian tree, which is particularly greedy, and they desperately eat the leaves, and they will not give up when they are very full and full. Therefore, more than ninety-nine percent of this silkworm has not yet "braced" to die before it is cocooned. They don't find it strange because they all do.

Among them was a silkworm called Dajue, who was eating the leaves while observing, and saw that these kinds were born to eat and eat like this, and they ate until their green bodies turned into yellow bodies, and they ate, and finally they all struggled to die. It felt very sad, that the silkworm was born in a lifetime, that it did not know where it came from, that it did not know where it was going to die, that it was really pitiful.

At this time, Da jue's body also began to turn yellow, and it felt that eighty-four thousand troubled threads had been born in its stomach for no reason, entangled and tangled into a clump, and it was uncomfortable. It would like to find a wise man for a way to liberation.

A group of cicadas that call themselves "know" flew in, and as soon as they landed on the tree, they made a loud noise, and each of them had the grand style of a master who taught the world everything, and each of them insisted on his own words, smugly, and did not give in to each other. Listening to the empty and gorgeous clamor of the cicadas, Dajue not only could not be relieved, but also more confused and anxious.

At this time, a moth flew in, scaring off the "masters". The moths tell them that this mantra will only delay life.

Dajue asked, "So what do you say?" ”

The moth said, "Spit out the silk in your belly, knot a shell and seal yourself, and let it go." ”

The silkworms said, "What good is it to seal yourself up?" Isn't this cocooning oneself? ”

The moth said, "After telling you the subtle truth that you will not understand, just listen to me." ”

And the silkworms said, "Your moths are flying animals, we are reptiles, so why should we believe you?" ”

The moth said, "I am the same kind as you, but at different stages of life, we have different images and different levels of enlightenment." As long as you can quit the habit of greed in time, spit out the accumulation in your stomach, give up your attachment to utilitarianism, hold yuan shouyi, and retreat and introspect, you can eventually feather and soar! ”

The silkworms still refused to listen to the moths, they could not understand and did not want to believe, they said: "Silkworms are short-lived, it should be enjoyed in time, even if they die, they will be a full ghost, and the fool will listen to your moth's nonsense." ”

The moth spoke for half a day, did not work, sighed, shook his wings and flew away.

Dajue thought about it and felt that the moth had some truth in what he said. Besides, it is born with some ideas about the state of life, and it is not willing to be born in a muddle and die in a muddy way. So it decided to do as the moth said, and went out of herd to find an inconspicuous place to spit silk.

Everyone persuaded it not to stop, watching Dajue spit silk to tie himself up one by one, and they couldn't stop sighing: "The leaves of the good end do not enjoy, and they also spit out the treasure that is hard to eat in the stomach, and bind themselves as cocoons, which is really the first fool in the world." ”

One of them was also thoughtful, and he said to Dajue, "If you succeed, don't forget to tell us." "But this silkworm ignores the obvious question, can their lives wait until the time when the great awakening breaks out of its shell?" Besides, when Dajue turns into a moth, do they still believe it when they talk again?

The great feeling of vomiting and vomiting, the silk in the stomach is spit out, the cocoon is also ready, it is very cheerful, it is very relaxed, quietly staying, it feels a kind of unprecedented comfort, experiencing a subtle and indescribable change in itself, gradually the eyes, ears, nose, tongue and body are gone, the whole life seems to become an oval sphere, it becomes a pupa.

Of course, all this was only known to Da Jue himself, and the silkworm brothers outside the cocoon could not imagine it in any way. Not only that, but they also pointed out: "In this round ball is buried a poor creature who is not enterprising and passive and world-weary." ”

Dajue was in deep meditation, and unconsciously a long winter had passed.

Spring has arrived, the warm heating awakens Dajue from meditation, it gently squirms the body, a stream of true qi of life arises from the body, Dajue feels that the body is expanding, full of swelling, but also feels that the body is tight with a hard shell, the expanding life qi and this shell are clashing, and finally with a bang, the layer of pupa shell is broken.

Dajue stuck out its head and launched an impact on the outer cocoon shell, after hard work, the life force was victorious, Dajue finally broke out of the cocoon, and it was pleasantly surprised to find that it had really become a moth, just as beautiful and dashing as the moth it saw when it was a silkworm. It flapped its wings and flew up, so comfortable, so light. The gravitational pull of the center of the earth has become a non-existent thing for it.

Relieved, Da Jue suddenly remembered the poor fellow silkworms he had when he was making silkworms, and suddenly developed a sense of mission, so he flew and flew, and finally found a batch of silkworms, but this was no longer the group of brothers at that time, and the same kind of brothers returned to dust last autumn.

Dajue saw that this generation of new silkworms was still eating leaves, many of their bodies had turned yellow, and when it was time to cocoon, Dajue told them not to eat, and to hurry up and make a cocoon on the day of their lives. However, these silkworms looked at it with wide eyes, and they were puzzled. No matter how they were explained, they just refused to believe it, and when they were about to lose their minds, a silkworm finally crawled out and expressed their willingness to believe it.

Dajue felt a little relieved, and he suddenly remembered that when it was cocooning, a silkworm had asked it to succeed and told it. Presumably, this child was the reincarnation of that brother.