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In a hurry, the back, the moonlight in the lotus pond
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Silent author: Zhu Ziqing
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Lu Xun in autumn night
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Ginkgo Guo Moruo
Ginkgo, I miss you. I don't know why you are also called Gongsun Shu. But most people call you ginkgo, which is easy to understand.
I know, your characteristics don't care that you have this kind of apricot-like fruit, the skin is as white as silver and the nucleolus is rich in nutrition-needless to say, this is enough for your characteristics.
But most people don't know that you are the oldest and most advanced flowering plant. Your pollen and ovules behave like animals, and you are a treasure preserved by human beings.
You can't exist in nature, but you still stand upright, singing the triumph of human victory in space. You saint of the East, you living monument to China culture, you only have it in China, but most people don't seem to know it.
I have been to Japan, and Japan has you, but you are obviously an overseas Chinese in Japan. China culture has existed in Japan for as long as you have lived in Japan.
You really should be called the national tree of China. I like you, especially you.
But not because you are a specialty of China, but because you are beautiful, true and kind.
How straight your stems are, how vigorous your branches are, how green, how clean and how delicate your fan leaves are!
In summer, how many temples have been crowned with towering clouds, and how many working people have been crowned with cool canopies.
Although the phoenix tree has your straight end, it is not as strong as you;
Poplar is lush but not solemn.
The smoky wind will charm you, and birds will come to song for you; God's Hundreds of Gods-If there are God's Hundreds of Gods, I believe that whenever the moon is empty, they will come to the party at your feet.
Autumn comes, butterflies die, your green leaves will turn golden yellow, and butterflies will fly out of the garden.
Aren't you a clever magician? But you don't have the kind of Jianghu atmosphere that makes people hide their noses.
When you are free from everything and your branches are propped up in space, you are not ashamed of cold wind, frost and snow.
How rough and free and easy. I'm afraid there hasn't been a monk like you since Buddhism.
You didn't give in to your attitude at all, but you didn't despair; Your virtue is as barren as music, but you are not proud; Your taboo seems to be "detachment". You care about all the vegetation, you care about everything, but you don't hide it.
Isn't your fruit nourishing people, your sturdy wooden equipment, or your fallen leaves an excellent fuel for starting a fire?
But I'm a little strange: strangely, everyone in China seems to have forgotten you for a long time, as if from ancient times.
I can't find your name in China's classics. I seldom see China poets praising your poems, and I seldom see China painters describing your paintings.
What the hell is going on here? You are the eternal witness of China culture. Don't you find it strange?
Ginkgo biloba, the people of China have forgotten you. Although everyone is eating your ginkgo, everyone likes to eat your ginkgo, but I really forgot about you.
There are people in the world who can't tell, but they have never forgotten your example for so long.
Really, isn't the capital the first good area? But I seldom see your shadow; Why are acacia trees all over the street and eucalyptus trees all over the garden?
I miss you so much, Ginkgo! I hope you don't forget China.
A little dangerous. I am afraid that if you are unhappy, you will disappear from the land of China.
In the airspace of China, you will never hear your songs praising life.
Ginkgo biloba, I really hope that one day people in China will worship you more, because they can eat more ginkgo biloba.
Ba Jin's Sunrise at Sea
I often get up early to watch the sunrise. It was still dark and it was quiet around. There is only the noise of machines on board.
The sky is still light blue, and the color is very light. In the blink of an eye, a red light appeared on the horizon, slowly expanding the scope and strengthening the light. I knew the sun was going to rise on the horizon, so I didn't look there in the blink of an eye.
Sure enough, after a while, a small part of the sun appeared in that place. The red one is Zhen Hong, but there is no light. The sun seems to be negatively charged, and it tries to rise step by step. Finally, it broke through the clouds and jumped out of the sea completely. The color is very lovely. In an instant, this crimson round thing suddenly gave off dazzling light, which made people's eyes ache, and the clouds next to it suddenly dazzled.
Sometimes the sun walks into a cloud, but its light comes down from the cloud and hits the water directly. At this time, it is not easy to tell where the water is and where the sky is, because I only see a light.
Sometimes there are dark clouds on the horizon, and the clouds are thick. When the sun comes out, people can't see them. However, the sun's light in the dark clouds, through the encirclement of the dark clouds, set the dark clouds with shiny Phnom Penh. Later, the sun slowly rushed out of the encirclement and appeared in the sky, even dyeing the dark clouds purple or red. At this time, not only the sun, clouds and sea water shine, but also myself becomes bright.
Isn't this a great spectacle?
The taste of autumn
Author: Lin Yutang
In autumn dusk, sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette, watching the red light under the white ash of cigarette butts, slightly revealing the heating, the mood in my heart will follow the blue smoke, as relaxed and free. In an instant, the smoke turned into wisps of filaments and slowly disappeared, but at that moment, the mood in my heart was suppressed in the world, so I didn't say the mood at that time, only the mood at that time. I want to strike another match and light the cigar that has been lit three or four times, but I can't light it because of the accumulation of white ash. Another light shot, soot quietly fell on the copper stove. It's as silent as writing on China paper with a brush at this time, and there is no sound at all. Then I lit it again. I smoked one by one, and the aroma was fragrant, just like the warm fragrance leaning against red and green. So I thought of smoke, its warmth, the hazy mist in the room and the meaning of autumn. Only then did I remember that the meaning of autumn in poetry is not like this. Reminiscent of Sha Xiao, desolation, autumn fans, red leaves, barren forests and weeds. However, autumn does have another meaning. It is not as vigorous as spring, not as intense as summer, and not as withered and withered as winter. I like the fine weather in Lin Qiu. Some people swear in the same way, which shows that they don't know the taste of Lin Qiu antiques. Among the four seasons, I prefer autumn, so I might as well.
Tell me. Autumn represents maturity. It is not surprising that the beauty of spring and the depth of summer are all experienced people. So its color is light, its leaves are yellow, and it has an antique charm, which not only wins glory with lush green. This is what I call autumn. Maybe I love not late autumn, but early autumn. The air disappears, the moon is full, the crabs are plump, and the osmanthus is brilliant. I am not in a bleak state, but I enjoy it most. The tenderness at that time was like the red ash on my cigarette, just a mellow smell. In other words, the literati have lost their amazing writing style, and gradually become proficient and firm, and their words are meaningful to read. This is the solid meaning of Zhuangzi's so-called "Qiu Lai, everything will succeed". This is the most enjoyable thing in life. For example, alcohol is better than aging. Smoke can also be divided into fierce and fierce. Cigars are better than cigarettes because they taste better. If you burn it properly, smoke one slowly and look at the red light, which has infinite meaning. I don't know about opium, but I feel very poetic when I see people burning on smoke lamps and listening to the slight peeling sound. Probably all the old, exquisite, smoked and exquisite things give me the same pleasure. For example, when a black earthenware pot stews pork with slow fire on the stove, the tone of Xu Yin in the pot makes me feel as interesting as watching people burning huge smoke. Or like a dictionary that has been used for 20 years, or a desk that has been used for half a century, or an old-fashioned signboard that has been blackened in the street, or the vigorous handwriting of all calligraphers, people have the same happiness. Life is like four years, and you must go through this mature period. If a woman develops well and meets Anshun, she will also have the charm of being old for a while in Xu Niang, which is beyond the reach of 28 beauties. What I admire most is Duncan's famous sentence: "It is really unreasonable that the world only sings about spring and love. It should be noted that the scenery in autumn is more gorgeous and magnificent, while the happiness in autumn is ten thousand times as magnificent, amazing and beautiful. I pity those women's intolerance and let them miss the grand gift of love autumn. " If Duncan is a man, it can be said that he has a background.
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Winter in Jinan
Lao She
For a person who is used to living in Beiping, it is a miracle that it doesn't blow in winter. There is no wind in winter in Jinan. For a person who has just returned from London, it is strange that I can't see the sun in winter; Jinan is sunny in winter. Naturally, in tropical places, the sun is always so poisonous, so loud and a little scary. However, in winter in the north of China, Jinan is really a treasure house with warm and sunny weather.
If there is only sunshine, it is not surprising. Please close your eyes and think about it: an ancient city with mountains and water is basking in the sun, sleeping warmly and comfortably, just waiting for the spring breeze to wake them up. Is this an ideal realm? The mountain completely surrounds Jinan, except for the lack of some food in the north. This circle of hills is particularly lovely in winter, as if Jinan were put in a small cradle. They whispered, "Don't worry, it will be warm here." Really, people in Jinan laugh in winter. As soon as they saw those hills, they felt that they had landed and leaned over. When they saw the mountains from the sky, they unconsciously thought, "Tomorrow may be spring, right? With such warmth, the grass may turn green tonight? " Even this fantasy can't be realized for a while, and they don't worry, because there is such a charity winter, what else do they want!
Best of all, it snowed a little. You see, the dwarf pine on the mountain is getting darker and darker, and there is a bun of white flowers on the top of the tree, like a Japanese wet nurse. The top of the mountain is all white, and there is a silver edge on the blue sky. On the hillside, there is thick snow in some places, and grass color is still exposed in some places; In this way, one is white, the other is dark yellow, and the mountain is covered with a floral dress with water patterns; Looking at it, this floral dress seems to be blown by the wind, which makes you want to see more beautiful goatskin. When the sun goes down, the yellowish sunshine is obliquely sprinkled on the hillside, and the Bo Xue seems to suddenly blush with shame, showing a little pink. It's just a light snow. Jinan can't stand heavy snow. Those hills are so fragile!
Ancient Jinan, the city is so narrow and spacious. There are some small villages lying on the hillside, and there is some snow on the roofs of the small villages. Yes, this is a small ink painting, probably painted by a famous painter in the Tang Dynasty.
What about water? It did not freeze, but steamed on the green duckweed. Seaweed is really green, and all the green stored all the year round is taken out. The clearer the sky, the greener the algae. With these green spirits, the water can't bear to freeze, and those skilled weeping willows have to take a picture in the water! Look, slowly rising from the clear river, the sky, mid-air and sky are so clear and blue from top to bottom, and the whole is an ethereal blue crystal. In this crystal, there are red roofs and yellow grass hills, like the gray shadows of small flowers on the carpet.
This is Jinan in winter.
Haiyan (Gorky)-On the boundless sea, strong winds are gathering dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, Haiyan flies proudly like black lightning.
One moment its wings beat the waves, and the other moment it went straight into the dark clouds like an arrow. It cried-in the brave cry of birds, the dark clouds heard the joy.
In this cry-full of longing for the storm! In this cry, the dark clouds heard the power of anger, the flame of enthusiasm and the confidence of victory.
Seagulls groaned before the storm came-groaned, and they flew around the sea, trying to hide their fear of the storm into the depths of the sea.
The sea ducks are also moaning-they, the sea ducks, can't enjoy the joy of life and fighting: the rumbling thunder scares them.
Stupid penguins timidly hide their fat bodies under the cliff ... only arrogant petrels fly bravely and freely in the foaming sea!
Dark clouds are getting darker and lower, pressing against the sea, while the waves are singing and rushing to the sky to meet the thunder.
Thunder roared. Waves cry in angry water droplets and contend with the wind. You see, the strong wind tightly rolled up layers of huge waves and threw them on the cliff, smashing these large jadeites into dust and dust.
Look, it flies like an elf,-a proud black storm elf,-it's laughing, it's howling ... it's laughing at those dark clouds, it's howling happily!
This sensitive spirit-it has long recognized sleepiness from the thunder, and is convinced that dark clouds can't cover the sun-yes, they can't!
The wind roared past ... thunder roared ...
Piles of dark clouds, like blue flames, burn in the bottomless sea. The sea catches lightning arrows and extinguishes them in its own abyss. These lightning shadows, like salamanders, meander in the sea and disappear in an instant.
-Storm! A storm is coming!
This is the brave Haiyan, flying proudly in the roaring sea and in the middle of lightning; This is the prophet of victory shouting:
-Let the storm get worse!
He Qifang
Before it rains
The last group of pigeons drew a circle with a faint flute in the breeze and disappeared. Maybe I mistook the gloomy and cold sky for night, or I had a premonition that the wind and rain were coming, so I flew back to my warm wooden house too early.
A few days of sunshine sprinkled a touch of light green on the wicker, which was covered with dust and gaunt and needed washing. There are also cracked soil and roots that have long been looking forward to rain. Raindrop hesitated.
I miss the thunder and rain in my hometown. The rumble of powerful fighting echoed in the valley, as if the buds of spring were shaken off from the frozen soil, awakened and angered. The gentle rain like fine grass caressed it with warm hands, making it overgrown with oily green branches and leaves and blooming red flowers. These homesickness haunt me like homesickness. The climate in my heart is as short of rain as this northern continent. A gentle tear in my dry eyes, like the hesitant rain in this gloomy sky, will not fall for a long time.
White ducks seem to be a little fidgety, too. Their anxious cries echo in the impure urban rivers. Some rowed slowly and tirelessly like boats, while others hung their long necks upside down in the water. The red webbed toes stretched out behind its tail and kept flapping the water to support its balance. I don't know whether to look for subtle food at the bottom of the ditch or to crave the cold in deep water.
Several of them have landed. Take a walk under the willow tree to relax the fatigue of boating. Then stand unsteadily, carefully comb their white feathers with their mouths, occasionally shake their bodies or spread their wide wings to let water drip between the feathers. One has been decorated, bent its neck behind its back, hid its long red mouth in its wings, and quietly closed its small black eyes between its white hairs, as if preparing for sleep. Poor little animal, do you dream like this?
I remember the people who put ducklings in my hometown. A flock of goose-yellow ducklings roamed the stream. The water is shallow, the grass is lush on both sides, and the shepherd has a long bamboo pole in his hand. How happy is his small team, and how tame is it to follow his club head across the hillside of Shan Ye? As night falls, a bamboo shed like a tent is erected on the ground, which is his home. But how far is this imagination? In this dusty country, I just want to hear the rain on the leaves. A little cool rain drops into my haggard dream, and it may grow into a round of shade to cover myself.
I looked up. There is a gray fog curtain hanging in the sky, and some cold fragments fall on my face. A falcon in the distance seems to be angry at the heavy sky. Its flat wings fell from the sky motionless, almost touching the mound on the other side of the river ditch, but it fluttered its wings and made a fierce noise. I was amazed at its huge wings, and I saw the gray feathers between its ribs. Then I heard its powerful voice, like a huge heart crying, or looking for a partner in the dark.
However, the rain did not come.
Ji Xianlin succeeded.
What is success? I brought a Modern Chinese Dictionary with me, which reads: "Success: Get the Expected Result", which is concise and clear.
However, when it comes to "expectation", it is complicated and confusing. Everyone has different expectations all the time, every day and every month. Some are successful, some are unsuccessful. In short, they can't be defined and classified, so we won't talk about them.
I only talk about success here, especially the way to success. This is another great topic, but I only do it on a small scale. After 70 or 80 years of experience, I got the following formula:
Talent+Diligence+Opportunity = Success
"genius", I originally wanted to use "genius"; But genius is a rare phenomenon, and many of them are "partial talents", so I abandoned it and replaced it with "talent", so everyone will understand it at a glance. This formula is really too simple, but its meaning is clear. It's too complicated, but it's hard to explain.
Speaking of talent, we must first admit that talent varies from person to person. No one can deny this fact. During the ten-year catastrophe, people who pretended to be geniuses actually called for a large number of geniuses. What medicine is sold in the gourd is still puzzling. Today, in the academic and literary circles, people who pretend to be geniuses are quite rare. I dare not praise them except that they "feel too good about themselves". I think it's better to be objective and realistic about my talent.
As for diligence, it has always been praised by the ancients. Stories such as yeast, snow-reflecting, hanging beams and thorn stocks have been circulated for thousands of years and are well known. Han Wengong's "burning ointment and oil continuously, keeping poor for a long time" is what scholars yearn for. If you are not diligent, it is useless to be talented again. The reason is clear, and there is nothing to rap about.
When it comes to opportunities, people tend to ignore them. It actually exists and sometimes has a great influence. Take myself as an example. If Tsinghua hadn't sent me to study in Germany, my life wouldn't be like this at all.
Let's analyze three conditions for success. Talent is determined by "heaven", and there is nothing we can do. The opportunity came unexpectedly, and there was nothing we could do. Only diligence depends entirely on ourselves, and we must work hard for it. Here, the ancients also taught a lot. Let's start with Han Wengong. He said, "Diligence and idleness ruin success." These two sentences are familiar to everyone.
Start with a smile
Liu
It's another spring.
Spring is bright, but my heart is a little disappointed. What should I do if I ask Yiyi to go weeping willows?
Don't be afraid to start, life always sends us to the starting point, be brave, please smile and welcome us!
Some inherent patterns have been broken, and some strange situations have appeared. Who's opposite? Why is it so cold around? I really want to go back in time, but the calendar can't be reversed. A person in his own room might as well meditate in front of the mirror. Starting from the present smile, let self-confidence, self-love and self-control condense into calmness in his heart.
Yes, there will be more loss, more betrayal, more confusion, more troubles and more bitterness; However, with a smile in our hearts, through the clouds of facts, we can be calm, work hard, harvest fruits, open our hearts, strengthen our heartstrings and face the other side of happiness.
Of all the creatures on the earth, only one can smile, collective smile builds peace, others smile and understand, and self-smile is the purifying agent of the soul. Forgetting to smile is a serious life disease. A person who can't smile may have fame, status and money, but he certainly won't have inner peace and real happiness, and his life will have hidden regrets.
We are often ecstatic because of success, or often miserable because of setbacks. Of course, laughing and crying are natural pains in life, but we must never forget to smile. Only a smile can make us enjoy the mellow life and transcend the joys and sorrows.
It's hard to tell whether someone else's smile is true or false, but even if it's hypocritical, you don't have to glare, you can still greet with a smile. Even if they are cold and treacherous, it doesn't matter if they fight and laugh. That smile is a sympathetic criticism of the opponent.
Smiling doesn't need learning, it is born, but the ability to smile may deteriorate. If everyone has completely lost the mood of smiling, then, just like cancer prevention, we should take measures as soon as possible, even look in the mirror, pick up the tenderness, care, self-pity and self-confidence from the bottom of our hearts, start with the lightest smile, rebuild the immune system of the soul and broaden our minds again. Smile! Every morning, the first ray of sunlight hits the horizon; In every spring, facing the first new grass on the ground; At every starting point, look at the horizon that may not be seen. ...
Believe it, from a smile, you are close to success, not far from happiness!
Xu zhimo bid farewell to Cambridge again
I left quietly, just as I came gently;
I waved my hand gently and bid farewell to the clouds in the western sky.
The golden willow by the river is the bride in the sunset;
Beautiful shadows in the waves ripple in my heart.
Green grass on the soft mud, oily, swaying at the bottom of the water;
In the gentle waves of He Kanghe, I would like to be an aquatic plant!
The pool under the shade of the elm tree is not a clear spring.
It is the rainbow in the sky that is crushed in the floating seaweed, precipitating a rainbow-like dream.
Looking for dreams? Support a long pole and swim back to a greener place on the grass.
Full of starlight, singing in the splendor of starlight.
But I can't play the piano, just a farewell flute;
Summer insects are also silent for me. Silence is Cambridge tonight.
homesickness
Yu Guangzhong
When I was a child, homesickness was a small stamp.
I'm at this end,
Mom is over there.
When I grow up, homesickness is a narrow ticket.
I'm at this end,
The bride is over there.
Later, homesickness became a temporary grave.
I'm outside,
Mom's inside.
now
Homesickness is a shallow strait.
I'm at this end,
The mainland is over there
On Seeking Knowledge from Francis Bacon
Knowledge can be used as a pastime, a decoration, and can also increase one's talents.
Reading can be a pastime when you are lonely. When you speak, knowledge can be decorated. When you act in the world, the correct use of knowledge means strength. Happy is the man who knows the cause and effect of things. Although people with practical experience can handle individual affairs, if they want to look at the whole and plan the overall situation, they can only do so by mastering knowledge.
Learning too slowly will lead to laziness, studying for decoration is self-deception, and studying completely according to the rules of books will make you a paranoid bookworm.
Knowledge can improve man and nature, and experiments can improve knowledge itself. Human nature is like wild flowers and weeds, and learning is like pruning and transplanting. Practical attempts can test the authenticity of the revised knowledge itself.
Cunning people despise learning, fools envy learning, and only smart people are good at using learning. Knowledge itself does not tell people how to use it, but the way to use it is outside books. This is a skill. You can't learn without doing experiments. Don't read just for criticism and argument, but don't trust books easily. The purpose of seeking knowledge is not to brag or show off, but to seek truth and enlighten wisdom.
Some knowledge only needs to be tasted, and some knowledge only needs to be learned. Only a few professional knowledge needs in-depth and meticulous study. Therefore, some books only need to read part of them, some books only need to know the outline, and for a few good books, we should read them intensively, carefully and repeatedly. Some books can be read by someone instead and then read the summary of his notes. But this is limited to books of poor quality. Otherwise, a good book will become as tasteless as distilled water!
Reading enriches the mind, discusses right and wrong, and takes notes to make the knowledge accurate.
Therefore, if a person resumes taking notes, his memory must be strong and reliable. If a person only wants to explore alone, his thinking must be particularly keen. If someone doesn't study and wants to pretend to be knowledgeable, he must be very cunning to cover up his ignorance.
Reading history makes people wise, reading poems makes people wise, calculus makes people precise, philosophy makes people profound, ethics makes people cultivated, and logic rhetoric makes people able to contend. In short, "knowledge can shape a person's character".
Moreover, all kinds of mental defects can be improved through knowledge-just as physical defects can be improved through exercise. For example, playing ball is good for the waist and kidney, archery can expand the chest and moisten the lungs, walking can help digestion, riding can make people react quickly and so on. Similarly, a distracted person can also study math, because math will make mistakes if he is not careful. People who lack analysis and judgment can learn scholasticism, because this subject is the most complicated and dialectical. People who are not good at reasoning can study law or something. These mental defects can be cured through knowledge.
Wang Guozhen's Poetry
enjoy life
I don't think about whether I can succeed or not.
Now that I have chosen a distant place,
I only care about the hardships.
I don't think about whether I can win love.
Because I like roses,
Just show your sincerity bravely.
I don't think about whether there will be cold wind and rain behind me.
Because the target is the horizon.
Only the back is left to the world.
I don't think about whether the future is flat or muddy.
As long as you love life.
Everything is expected.
Living in the embrace of nature (France) Rousseau
In order to watch the sunrise in the garden, I got up earlier than the sun; If it is sunny, my most ardent expectation is that there will be no letters and visits to disturb the sunny day. I have been doing all kinds of housework all morning. I am glad to finish everything, because it is not an urgent matter that must be dealt with immediately, and then I eat in a hurry to avoid those unwelcome visitors and have a full afternoon. Even on the hottest day, before one o'clock at noon, I will set off with my dog Fanchet in the hot sun. I quickened my pace because I was afraid that unexpected guests would keep me from getting away. However, once I turned a corner, I felt I was saved, so I breathed a sigh of relief excitedly and happily and said to myself, "I am my own master this afternoon!" " "Then, I quietly walked into the Woods to find a corner of the wilderness, a corner of the wilderness that is inaccessible and thus has no traces of slavery and rule, a quiet corner that I believe no one has ever been to, where there will be no disgusting third party running between me and nature. There, nature showed a beautiful picture, which is always fresh in front of my eyes. The golden firewood and purple heather are very lush, which impressed me deeply and made me very happy; I was fascinated by the majestic trees above me, the beautiful shrubs around me, and all kinds of flowers and plants under my feet. I don't know whether to look at them or admire them: so many beautiful things compete to attract my attention and make me stay in front of them, which encourages my laziness and daydreaming habit and makes me often think, "No, Solomon, who is radiant, can't compare with any of them. "
My imagination will not make Ruby a beautiful land for a long time. I immediately arranged the residents there according to my own wishes. I drove away public opinion, prejudice and all false feelings, and let those who should enjoy such a wonderful place move into this paradise of nature. I will mold them into a kind society, and I believe I am not a disproportionate member. I built a golden century according to my own preferences, and enriched this beautiful life with scenes that left me sweet memories and scenes that I still yearn for. How fascinated I am with the true happiness of human beings, so sweet and so pure, and now I am far from the happiness of human beings. Even when I think about it, tears come to my eyes! Ah! At this moment, if I want to disturb my reverie with thoughts about Paris, my century and my humble vanity as a writer, I will immediately drive them away with incomparable contempt, so that I can concentrate on these wonderful feelings that fill my heart! However, in my reverie, I admit that the nothingness of my fantasy sometimes suddenly inspires my heart with pain. Even if all my dreams come true, I won't be satisfied. I will have new dreams, new expectations and new visions. I feel that there is an unexplained emptiness in my heart, nothing can fill it, and there is a yearning for other happiness that I can't explain, but I think it is necessary. However, sir, even this yearning is a kind of happiness, because my heart is full of a strong feeling and a charming sadness-all the things I don't want to give up. )
I immediately raised my mind from a low level to all life in nature, to the universal system of all things, and to the incredible God who rules everything. At this moment, my mind is lost in the world, I stop thinking, I stop meditating, I stop philosophical reasoning; With pleasure, I feel burdened with the weight of the universe. I am intoxicated with the mixture of these great ideas, and I like to let my imagination gallop in space; The mind confined within the boundaries of life feels too narrow here, suffocating between heaven and earth, and hopes to devote itself to an infinite world. I believe that if I can understand all the mysteries of nature, I may not feel this amazing ecstasy, but be in a less sweet state; The ecstasy of the soul makes me sometimes shout in excitement: "Oh, great God! Oh, great god! " But beyond that, I can't say or think about anything else.
I hope it helps you.