Chapter 59 Under the kapok tree

It's just a story, what's the moral?We ponder together. In a certain year, in a certain month, in a certain place, under a certain kapok tree, there was a person squatting; this person had clean clothes and clean hair, and his hair was combed shiny. "What are you doing?" asked the passer-by. "Wait for dinner." He replied.Not long after, a big yellow dog came and pooped a lot.This person eats dog dung as soon as he picks it up. He eats it with emotion and has a good aftertaste.The dung eater came every day, and as usual, he squatted under the tree and waited for the gift from the big yellow dog;

The dung eater turned out to be a rich man with a big business, and was always flattered by people. In a blink of an eye, he became famous in that small place.Ordinary people met dung-eating people, and when they saw him open their mouths to speak, they fled in panic at first, but they got used to it and didn't notice the smell; even, someone was infected and had the courage to accompany him to squat under the kapok tree to eat dung. "You really have taste, just like me!" The senior dung eater praised the younger generation, and they all spoke in unison. The younger generation was trusted, supported, and suddenly became prosperous. "Dog dung, maybe it's not as hard to chew as everyone imagined." Just like that, there was a third, fourth... a dung eater.

The number of dung-eating people increases exponentially. After a few years, they have formed a party and a faction, forming a "big alliance of dung-eating people".Because most of the people who eat dog dung are famous people, some are professionals, and they are well-versed in both Chinese and Western cultures; some who insist on not eating, start to waver, wake up in the middle of the night, and have questions: "Are we too rigid and stubborn? Smart enough to accept and agree with this pile of fresh 'values'?" They became silent, some tried it, and some were frustrated and moved out of this town that was already governed by the "dung-eating class".

"Eating dung" has gradually become a symbol of status. The kapok plant, which was once honored as the hero tree, has long been a totem of the dung-eating class because it is the first sacred place where dung-eating people wait for their stool.Then, in order to protect the interests of the class, some dung-eating people proposed: "We have to set up a committee. Whoever wants to eat dung must pass the approval; those who are unqualified do not have the 'right to eat dung'." Although the suggestion is good, who has the right "Approval"?Those who eat a lot of manure think that they are speculators who eat a small amount of manure; those who eat manure for a long time think that they are offenders who eat manure for a short period.The scramble was endless, and the stench filled the air.In the spring of this year, the kapok was still blooming red and brightly, and all the trees were withered, but this tree stood still.