The weather is very good. It's better to play golf, but I can not play golf Something like that. When I say golf, many people say it's like life. Quite a lot of toxic Buddhist doctrines. Greed and foolishness, anger In fact, golf is also one of the three As I walked back and forth between fear and joy I am going to do the round. Among the people you know, there is one Buddhist priest from the middle class. I played rounds together and I was surprised how well I hit them. So I asked. Maybe you can give me some tips on how to play well and teach Hansu .... "Is not it the same thing or the same thing? It is a promise to empty the middle ear. It is endlessly emptying and emptying. Yesterday, today and tomorrow. Golf should also be empty. Because the ball is in front of you, I want to hit you. It is obsession. I try to beat it with desire to send it away. So what happens? Beating is a stopping motion. Must be. That obsession and greed makes me angry. The direction is also scattered, and it is not able to get rid of it. It must pass like a wind that does not catch on the net.
I have to go. I have to swing. The foolishness that I want to hit is combined and appears as handy. I always try to be careless, but I always end up with a reflection. It was. And I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I should not, but I am a person too ... " Sometimes I feel like I'm being careless enough to know the end. Sometimes I met a companion, I also felt it from the monk. It is like the aura of the climax or the climax. Who am I angry with my greed and folly? Golf is a seal that wakes up the wisdom of life. Thinking "Do not hit me, I'll swing more" You can not be careless unless you are professional Think about it.
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