Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, black, purple, seven colors, each is different. Happiness, anger, sorrow, scare, love, evil, desire, seven feelings, all are tasted forever. The world is wonderful, the life is vicissitudinous. Letting go, the Buddha is a mere spectator; adhering to, man is the dominator of his life. The Buddhist words "Letting go, letting go…" But commons are not Buddha. "Let go" and "Not" is just at a whim. Keep the reserved, as long as that is worth! Letting go may not make you happy. Since can not put these precious things down then carry them, because they are not only the precious but heavy responsibilities. Then, just remember the master's words: “Not let go, just bear to!"
