Stories

I've been thinking about this story a lot recently.

Old man Yun lives in a small village near the mountains in China. He has a son and a horse.

One day,the horse runs away. The neighbours and villagers say to him,"What bad luck, your only horse has run away. How will you plough your fields now?"
Yun replies,"Bad luck, good luck who knows?"

The horse comes back a few months later with a horde of wild horses. Now he has six strong horses. The villagers say,"What good luck!"Yun says,"Good luck, bad luck who knows!"

His young son helps to tame them. While doing so,one of the horses kicks out upon his leg and breaks it. The villagers come and say,"Bad luck,now your young son has broken his leg. Who will help you now?"
Yun replies,"Bad luck, good luck who knows!"

A big war comes on. The soldiers of the king come and take away all the healthy young men of the village for the army. They take one look at Yun's son's broken leg and leave him there.
Yun says,"good luck, bad luck who knows!"

Good Luck,Bad luck who knows..;)
(Source)

Good luck, bad luck, who knows. The only thing we can all do is follow our hearts, our passion - because otherwise we die long before our bodies turn to ash.

Comments

[TerraKat]

I like this story. I first heard it a couple of years ago and I try to bear it in mind through life's good and bad times (it's not always easy though when going through a difficult patch!)