I do not remember the Venerable Master speaking often to his disciples, but when he spoke he was concise. His meaning was full and very useful. In his speech and deeds he was cordial and kind.
Although I didn't have many opportunities to speak to the Master, this does not mean he forgot us. He always paid attention if we were diligent in the path. I remember that before he passed away one day he was very sick and was sitting on a black sofa. He held a disciple's hand and kindly encouraged him. If you had seen this with your own eyes, I am sure you would be moved by it and would even cry perhaps. From this we know the holiness in his heart, so deep and kind. He forgot the pain of his own sickness and encouraged that disciple. Right up to his dying breath, he was always teaching; this spirit is truly admirable and worthy of respect.
Therefore, I feel that, as disciples of such a lofty teacher, we should not look down on ourselves, but should diligently cultivate and cause the proper Dharma to be propagated throughout the entire world. Only then will we repay the Venerable Master for the hardships that he underwent to teach us.