My parents are living buddhas, so why should I worship Lingshan thousands of miles away?

"Parents are living buddhas, why should they worship Lingshan thousands of miles away?" Excerpt from a conversation between Wang Shouren and a monk.

Han nationality, a teenager named Yun, the word Bo 'an, alias Yangming.

It means that parents are earthly bodhisattvas, so they should stay with their parents and be respectful and filial to them. Why go all the way to Lingshan to worship Buddha?

The allusions are as follows:

On one occasion, Wang Shouren went to a temple full of incense. In the grand temple hall, Wang Shouren saw a monk sitting with his eyes closed. Wang Shouren looked at the monk walking in plain clothes and was very curious.

He couldn't help asking the monk next to him, only to know that the monk had been sitting in the main hall of this temple for three years. Wang Shouren, who knew this, was shocked, and then stepped forward and asked him: Is there anyone else in your family?

The monk looked at Wang Shouren and immediately replied: There is Gao Tang's mother at home.

Wang Shouren nodded and asked, Do you miss her after a few years away from home?

When the monk heard this sentence, his face changed instantly and he didn't speak for a long time. In those few minutes of silence, the stupefied monk only felt that there was silence in front of him, and he could hear the ticking of sweat flowing overhead. Wang Shouren looked at the monk and smiled quietly, but refused to speak.

Finally, the monk reluctantly broke the dead silence and said with gentle guilt, how can I not miss her, because mother and son are connected.

Wang Shouren looked at the monk's face full of guilt and immediately smiled: My parents are both living buddhas. Why do you have to go to the Lingshan Mountain thousands of miles away to worship Buddha? Go home and take care of your mother.

Wang Shouren said, and waved his broad sleeves, and then walked out of the hall and never looked back. The monk watched Wang Shouren's back gradually disappear in front of him, and tears began to slowly slide in his eyes.

The next morning, the monk packed his bags and left around, returned to the world and returned to his mother.