What does the story of the greedy beggar tell us?

A beggar was walking in the street in dismay. His clothes are old enough to see his flesh, and his face is yellow and thin. It seems that he hasn't had a full meal for a long time. As he walked, he muttered, if only he could have a full meal! Why am I so poor? He hates poverty and complains that the goddess of fate doesn't take care of herself.

Just then, the goddess of fate appeared in front of the beggar. The beggar rubbed his muddy eyes and recognized it as the goddess of fate. He quickly fell to his knees and pleaded in a low voice, "Dear Destiny, help me this poor person!" " Have pity on me, I have nothing now. "

Fate kindly asked the beggar, "Then tell me, what do you want most?"

Beggars have long forgotten their wishes and opened their mouths and said, "I want gold!" " "

Fate said, "Take off your coat and pick it up. But don't take too much, or your clothes will burst. This kind of gold is only gold if it is caught and firmly wrapped in clothes. If you fall to the ground, it will become garbage. " The beggar was overjoyed and took off his clothes after three times five divided by two.

With a flick of her hand, the goddess of fate saw gold shining like a meteor shower, falling on the beggar's clothes one by one and gradually accumulating into a small golden mountain.

The goddess of fate said, "Look out! Your clothes will be crushed. If you put more gold in it, they will fall. "

The beggar looked at the flying gold nuggets, his eyes shining, but he didn't listen to the goddess' advice. He just shouted excitedly, "give more, give more!" " "

Just as he shouted, there was a loud bang, and a big hole opened in his shabby clothes. Gold fell to the ground and turned into bricks, glass and pebbles at the moment of landing.

Destiny has disappeared. Beggars become nothing again. He had to put on that tattered dress and continue begging for a living.

Greed is like a deep valley that can never be filled. The more greedy you are, the more you find yourself with nothing. The result of such a vicious circle is self-evident.