Post by donq on Aug 12, 2017 9:11:59 GMT
Though mim (my imaginary mum) is a good Buddhist (or at least she says so), she really (repeat, really) hates cockroach. She ordered me to buy her a pack of mothball, then she wanted the bigger ones. After I asked why and explained that it was very same chemicals, just bigger size, she complained that the small ones didn't work. "I threw them all but none of them ever hit any cockroach's head. Maybe I will have more chance with the bigger balls!"
So, what is my exception? I believe I could bear with anything....hmm....except my imaginary mum?...Kidding, just kidding.
Okay, seriously, the things I cannot stand in my life seem to change from time ot time. The things I could not stand once, they become nothing now. But the things I used to stand it, I still could stand it the same. I don't happen to not be able to stand them now. Strange? Recently I thought of the phrases, "swallowing bitterness". I could not recall where I heard it from. It really has a good meaning. Though no one wants to swallow anything bitter, but bitterness of life is not something we could spit it out. Even so, after some gulps down of those bitterness, somehow you will feel better and better. It's a lot better than you let it linger in your mouth, as you will always taste its bitterness there. A paradox, right?
