What thing in this world never changes, never shatters, and can always be seen whenever you think of it? A cl…
What thing in this world never changes, never shatters, and can always be seen whenever you think of it?
A clever person might say it is the rivers and seas. Because water droplets never shatter, they simply merge into the rivers and seas.
A wise person might think of moonlight. Because rivers come and go year after year, yet only the moonlight still illuminates the mortal world.
"I know, it's Puffed Grain!"
Xiao Mizi proclaimed loudly.
In a child's world, there are no turbulent rivers and seas or moonlight, only eternal snacks! Puffed Grain never runs out, whenever you want to eat it, it's always there! If the little pouch at your side goes flat, just tell Mom. Soon, the pouch will be filled again with fragrant Puffed Grain.
"Fool! Puffed Grain spoils the easiest! Those are all secretly stuffed into your pouch by Mom!"
Really? Xiao Mizi pouted, about to burst into tears. Adults are the fools, they just don't understand! Mom's hugs, Mom's songs, sweet Puffed Grain... There are so many things in the world that never change or break. No need to look for them in the moon or rivers!
"I'm right, I'm right!... " Xiao Mizi opened his cherished little pocket and pulled out another handful of Puffed Grain to stuff into his mouth.
Many, many years later, Xiao Mizi went to Chang'an. His little pouch was lost, and his clothes no longer fit. He grew taller and stronger, until one day, white beard hairs grew on his chin.
What thing in this world never changes, never shatters, and can always be seen whenever you think of it?
Mi Jiarong looked up at him with a small head. Was it the gold and silver rewarded by the palace? The name carved on the stone tablet? The rivers and seas flowing from his eyes year after year, or the moonlight that accompanied him by his bed every night?
He had grown up now, becoming very clever, very wise. He had a very clever, very wise answer in his heart.
"It's Puffed Grain," Xiao Mizi said to the child.
"It's the Puffed Grain that Mom put into the pouch."