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he front lines, the man's body was not returned home, and his body was left in the desert.
the woman was heartbroken and decided to shave her head and bee a nun. he worshiped before the buddha, walked 3,000 times a day, struck 3,000 wooden fish, and rang 3,000 bells.
but day after day, year after year, no matter how many spring and autumn seasons came, the bhikkhuni still could not understand the supreme dharma, and realized that he could not understand any of the principles of buddhism from the buddhist scriptures. he got lost and went to a runner. Abba respects asking for advice.
the chief priest said nothing, but simply led the bhikkhuni to the bamboo grove in the courtyard. In the bamboo forest, he saw a black tree rise from the ground, curl up like a twister, and stand upright. when the bhikkhuni approached, he saw that it was a foreign object made of black hair. , I couldn't help but be very surprised.
Abba asked, “do you know yet?” '
the bhikkuni shook his head in confusion.
the abbot sighed quietly and slowly spoke the truth. It turns out that the black hair tree was actually a thread of anxiety left here after he shaved his head. Unexpectedly, it took root and grew rapidly, gradually being a tree. A dark tree in the garden, hidden in the middle of a bamboo forest.
Abbe said. ``If you knock once a day, it will grow by one minute. If you knock on the mokugyo every day, it will grow by one centimeter. And if you ring the
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