The tortoise that collects "wisdom"

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Once upon a time, the tortoise realized that wisdom was more precious than gold, so he began to collect "wisdom". When he meets everyone, he can always collect a little bit.
A great deal of wisdom is like leaves falling all over the ground, and the tortoise sweeps them together and picks them up. Find a little wisdom anytime, anywhere, and put it in a big sand jar.
After years of gathering, his sand jar was finally full. The tortoise believes: "all the wisdom in the world belongs to me completely."
He thought it necessary to make this wisdom available to him alone, so he was afraid that someone would find his sand jar and steal it.
"what about me?" He thought about it and couldn't make up his mind.
"where can I hide the sand jar?" After thinking about it and thinking about it, he suddenly had an idea. "by the way, climb the tree and hide the sand jar among the branches, and no one can find it."
So the tortoise tried to climb the tree with the sand jar on his arms, but could not climb it. He tried to carry the sand jar with his left arm, but he couldn't climb it. He tried to hold the sand jar with his right arm, but he still couldn't climb it.
The Wisdom of the Tortoise
At this time, his son has been watching. "Dad," cried the little turtle suddenly, "Dad, why don't you carry the jar on your back and climb the tree?"
The tortoise smiled at his son and said, "Hi!" Little man, do you know more than your old man? " But he tried to carry the sand jar on his back. It was strange that he climbed up, and it was very easy.
The tortoise sat on the branch, holding the big sand jar. He felt very sad.
"I can't figure it out!" He said to himself, "I thought I had collected all my wisdom in the sand jar, but this child has wisdom that I don't have."
The tortoise thought for a while and then pushed the jar down from the tree.
The sand jar slammed into the ground and broke, so all the "wisdom" was spread to the earth.
At the end of the story, the tortoise finally carried the "wisdom" sand jar on his back and climbed onto the tree. He was holding the big sand jar. How come I have all the wisdom, but I can't think of the way of the tortoise son? This story tells us that true wisdom is that only when we understand that the most important core belongs to us, we just blindly follow the formal "collection", and wisdom will never be ours.

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