Among the many students who follow Teacher Lin Wencai, there is a little woman who calls herself Little Black Fish. I watched her change from a chaotic and confusing life and family relationship to becoming close to the teacher and immersed in Teacher Lin. After about half a year in various classes, the style suddenly changed drastically, which surprised me! In the group, I watched her interact with her teachers in various ways, down to the naked expressions of love: it seemed as if the whole world had faded into background music, and all the students’ dispensable participation seemed to have become a group of people eating melons. The only protagonists in the center of the stage were the teacher and her. She confessed to the teacher as if no one else was watching, and the teacher responded naturally and lovingly. Behind them, the starry sky lit up~~~

This is What a picture of hearty love!

Look at another classmate Aden. As soon as you see her, you will know that she is the kind of woman who is very nourished by love. Just by seeing the way she talks, you will know that all five golden flowers are blooming inside her. Every move of her hand and every move is like a flower blooming. Talking about her decision to leave the company where she had worked for N years and reached the position of group executive in order to follow Teacher Lin, she said: "When I already knew that there was a path that would make my body, mind and soul so unified and so free, I But I still have to stay here for two years until I retire. I don’t want to wait. I want to do what I want to do most immediately.” I deeply felt what it meant to be hearty.

Looking back at myself, it turns out that being hearty and hearty is a state that I cannot achieve. To describe my own love pattern, I can only call it: tepid.

I have always been indifferent to this word, but recently, I suddenly felt disgusted with this word.

Because there was some pain that was heart-wrenching, but it was kept in the heart, and was neither painful nor itchy; therefore, there was some love that was actually thrilling, but was also kept in the heart and was tepid.

Thinking of the last day of level 2 of last year’s professional course, I had a new awareness of myself. I walked up to Teacher Lin and asked timidly: Teacher, can I hold your hand? As soon as I finished speaking, the teacher who was eating turned around decisively and gave me his hands. At that moment, the teacher's eyes met with mine, conveying an energy of love and acceptance. In an instant, I felt a mixture of emotions in my heart - such The connection may be easy for others, but for me, it takes me across thousands of mountains and rivers! I let go of the teacher's hand and turned to leave, bursting into tears instantly! The tears kept flowing, healing my childhood where I always felt a lack of love.

I continued to see the teacher, feeling much closer inside, but still timid and far away. Along with the healing that occurred within me, it took a long time before I chose to tell the teacher inadvertently.

A classmate working as a teaching assistant in Xinjiang shared what the teacher said in class: I have more than two hundred students who love me very much. It’s like a big family with many children. It’s difficult. But I am willing to be their important other person, give them psychological nourishment, and let them love each other~~~ When I heard this sentence, my eyes instantly became moist, and my heart turned: This teacher touched me so much, I want to love She is also loved by her~~~

But every time I see the teacher, whether I see the teacher’s footsteps from a distance or see the teacher’s every move up close, I can’t breathe Express yourself and connect with her naturally, and all the touches will only flow silently in your heart~~~

If you were not soaked and moved in this atmosphere, if you were not surrounded by a kind of "envy" Driven by the emotional energy of "jealousy", if I hadn't been infected by the blooming of Little Black Fish and Yaden, I would still have persisted in my tepidness, maybe until I grow old...

And now, my The decision is: I don’t want to be tepid anymore, and love to the fullest!

After writing this title and chewing the words "hearty, smooth, dripping, and dripping" over and over again, I felt that my heart was being healed again.