The disciples were all confused, but only the respected Ye Jia broke his face and smiled. Only he realized the Tao.
The mystery of the universe is in an ordinary flower.
With this story, we can fully understand how the Buddha knew that there was a microscopic world and universe.
Just like "Tao gives birth to one, life gives birth to two, life gives birth to three and life gives birth to everything", what we know will tend to be infinite.
There is a meaning of "seeing big from small", and we know a lot about the story of "seeing big from small".
Zhuangzi looked at capable people who knew how to keep in good health, while Confucius looked at the flowing river and lamented that "the deceased is like a husband, day and night".
Ruan Ji was "poor because of the road and the track, but he cried and rebelled".
And the familiar "autumn leaves know" is a vivid explanation that we can do this.
Tao, in daily life, in ordinary things.
Zhuangzi also said that Tao is drowned in the vector. You can do something about it, but where can't you do it?
There are ways everywhere.
Where is the world?
On branches and leaves. . . . . .