In the noise of the world, people are rushing, trivial life, and livelihoods are running around, as if they are gradually moving away from "slowness". The scenery is just passing by one by one, leaving no souvenirs.
In an era of material desires, some people look for poetry and distant places, and finally find that poetry and distant places are the inner tranquility and breeze. Some people pursue fame and fortune, but finally find that it is the lack of desire, which has been bound to move forward with their hearts and missed many precious things. Some people go with the flow and finally find that they seem to have gained something, but they seem to have gained nothing.
Schopenhauer said that life is a mass of desire; Shi Tiesheng said that the real name of a person is called: desire. Some people choose to be opposite to "desire" and have a slow indifference. How many abysses come from desire, and how many scenery begins with indifference.
is as calm as a ray of breeze, waving in my heart. The waves can ride down the sea and carry the moonlight as light as feathers. Why should I be obsessed with what others have earned? I don’t fight with anyone, and I don’t care about anyone.
is just like: "Water is good at benefiting all things without fighting. Only by not fighting can we moisten things silently; only by not fighting can we be as low-key as water and overcome hardness with softness; only by not fighting can we see ourselves, heaven and earth, and sentient beings."
has a tiger in the heart, and sniff rose . Every flower and tree in life has never competed with anyone, enjoying the bath of the sun. It just stands there and someone turns around for it, or stops to appreciate it slowly. Some people are willing to live as their own scenery of flowers and trees, and feel the dullness of life.
Life is a taste. I have experienced it myself. Some people are indifferent to their hearts and bloom with the slightest chrysanthemums. 's calm look is like savoring a cup of tea, washing away the dew, leaving a faint fragrance alone.
The ups and downs of life are roughly like Yang Jiang : "We once longed for the waves of fate so much, but in the end we realized that the most graceful scenery in life is actually the calmness and calmness in our hearts. We generally hope for the recognition of the outside world until we finally know that the world is our own and has nothing to do with others."
