Original Intention
——Xi Murong
I have always believed that the true nature of life is not on the surface, but deep and deep inside.
is not often revealed, and it is a quality that is difficult to describe clearly in words. We can only perceive its existence occasionally through intuition, like a vague call from the depths of our souls.
Always at an unpredictable moment—from a paragraph between the pages of a book, or from a turning point in one’s growth path, the emotion comes suddenly, and our hearts are instantly filled with ecstasy that may be accompanied by a tingling pain. Possibly a shudder that is sacred and sweet beyond words. It seems that there is a kind of compassion looking down on us from a high place, and it seems that we are reunited with the beautiful world that has disappeared for a long time, the nostalgia that is familiar to all the beautiful things at the beginning of life.
is a relatively forgettable encounter, which is likely to be wrong.
Because this perceived "intuition" is also something that is difficult to define. We only know that it is an innate instinct that can only be stimulated, but cannot be cultivated deliberately, nor will it grow with the accumulation of age and knowledge.
It is the "original intention", the talent that God assigns to each individual, and the tentacles that allow us to briefly penetrate the heaven's secret at the right moment; some get more, some get less, and some have a deep and wide range of penetration , but some people only get a small corner.
I think I belong to the latter.
However, even if there is only a small corner, I am often panicked and overwhelmed when the rare moment suddenly comes, and I can't describe it clearly in words. I have to wait until the time passes slowly and I gradually become quiet After I got down, I could use words under the lamp to try to create images of the lights and shadows that have disappeared.
How I hope that after continuous measurement, judgment and choice, I can find the most accurate way to express this kind of emotion, and how I cherish the life that can have this kind of emotion.
This is what motivates all my poetry and prose.
Taiwanese poet Xiang Ming said: "The more innocent the poet is, the more valuable the poems he writes." I agree. "Innocent" is like the hibiscus that blooms in the beginning of summer. The most precious thing is the fullness and cleanliness of that moment, but how many times can you be so happy in life? As long as it is a person who is constantly growing, the heart will continue to be stained with dust. Reading and writing poetry is actually the desire of the individual for a clean and full "original heart" in the helpless sinking.
I gradually realized that this "desire" itself can also become poetic. After the sophistication, if we can persist in the vicissitudes of life and refuse to lose our innocence, I am afraid it is more valuable. Like most of Mr. Xiang Ming's works, almost all of the most infuriating things start from this tone.
