读金庸的作品《天龙八部》,很多人都爱萧峰,侠之大者,为国为民嘛。我却不爱大英雄,最爱虚竹。别别扭扭的一个丑孩子,一生懵懵懂懂,只想做个循规蹈矩的小和尚。谁知命运作弄,被迫破了荤戒,色戒和杀戒。冥冥之中得了绝世武功,还怀抱美人,尽享齐人之福之时,他则终日彷徨自责。老天爷将天下男人都想要的东西推到他面前,他却扭过头长吁短叹,看得人恨不得上去锤他两拳。江山易得,做一个普通和尚,好难。 Read Jin Yong’s work “Tian Long Ba Bu”, a lot of people love Xiao Feng, the great man, the country for the people. I do not love the big hero, the most favorite imaginary bamboo. Do not give up an ugly child, life sloppy, just want to be a behaved little monk. Who knows the fate of operation, was forced to break the dirty ring, the color ring and killings. Somewhere got a martial arts, but also embrace the beauty, enjoy the blessing of all, he is all day long self-blame. God pushed all the things men and women want in front of him, but he turned his head and sigh and saw that people could not wait to hammer him. Easy to earn, to be an ordinary monk, so hard.