Quietness is the perfection of life;
Water is the origin of life;
Flow is the embodiment of life;
Deepness , is the accumulation of life.
Explanation of the idiom
Title: still water runs deep
Pronunciation: jìng shuǐ líu shēn
Definition: Still water: It symbolizes being unassuming, The attitude is gentle; the flow is deep: it means that there are thousands of hills and valleys in the chest, and it is really full of ideas and content. The true meaning of Still Water Runs Deep can be compared to the attitude of being a human being: to understand everything without being bound by contradictions or desires, so that you can have a harmonious life, long-term happiness, and true freedom.
Still water runs deep. This is an idiom that is rarely used and is rich in connotations. Thinking of the other world under the still water exposed to the outside world, no one knows how many powerful currents are surging and violent, which makes people think suddenly, feel depressed, and feel a lot of pressure.
Still water runs deep. Literally, this idiom is a description of natural water phenomena such as seas, rivers, and lakes. To put it simply, the horizontal surface we see often gives people a sense of calm, but no one knows how deep the underwater world is? How many things are down there? Maybe it is really green and still water, maybe the rapids are moving forward, maybe there are many whirlpools, or maybe it is a world with surging undercurrents. Everything cannot be known, it is all in an unknown world for us.
In many cases, people use this simple idiom to describe a person's inner world. Chinese people talk about self-cultivation. Most successful people have a rich inner world. "The prime minister's belly can hold a boat" and "a big belly can tolerate things that are difficult to tolerate in the world." This is a kind of cultivation and a kind of tolerance. These people can often think calmly in joy and face failure calmly. They rarely express it on their faces. The saying "Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself" has pushed this Chinese thought to the highest level. realm. The Chinese are amazing. They can use such a natural phenomenon to explain the inaccessible realms deep in the soul, and express it so heartily and vividly
4. Zhao Wanli's prose collection "Still Waters Run Deep" relatively famous. (The original text is quoted below)
In the past years, I have asked several calligraphy masters for calligraphy. Every time, when the rice paper is spread out, the pen and ink are mixed evenly, and the master asks me what words I want, I always say that I like the meaning of "still water runs deep". At this time, the masters would always rest their bamboo pipes and remain silent for a long time. This silence gave me a vague sense of depth. However, for some reason, every time the masters leave behind the words "Still water runs deep". I had some regrets, but I didn’t think about it deeply.
Not long ago, when I asked a friend of the same age for these four words again, he frankly said: I dare not write these four words.
This really surprised me.
Chinese calligraphy is broad and profound. A friend said that anyone who practices ink has a deep respect for Chinese characters. Generally speaking, only with the depth of skill and understanding can one dare to write profound words. The phrase "Still water runs deep" may seem strange to me at first, but when I think about it carefully, I feel a surge in my heart. What is it? It’s hard to figure it out for a while, so how can you write it down easily?
I thought of those unruly years, and my life longed to be alerted by a motto, a warning that truly flowed from my blood and heart, so I began to look for it. That year, I returned from wandering at sea. After a night on the water, I walked on the deck early in the morning. I was suddenly shocked: there was no violent waves as I imagined. It was vast and boundless silence... silence, which made the water glow. The original broadness, profundity and tranquility of life make me feel the peaceful and magnanimous breathing of the plains in my hometown...
Still water runs deep.
It was at that moment that this life Zen gushed out from the spring in my heart. What an encounter and fit it was.
Friends couldn't help but be touched by my "mortal motto": Yes, and the four words "Still water runs deep" are very peaceful in words, and there is absolutely no arrogance of stretching out arms and kicking legs. They are arranged together. The rules are natural, don't show off, don't show off, and don't show off. Even if you have the style of everyone, you would not dare to use such words lightly. There is a saying: A bamboo tube can calm the world, and the beautiful thoughts are hidden in it!
I was touched by my friend’s understanding.
I am reminded of a monologue by a poet: ...I use my left hand to study ink, and my right hand rolls up a volume of Chinese slips to read. After reading until my mind is clear, the ink is thicker, and I have dipped my pen in it, I feel like I am going to be reincarnated in the vast universe when facing the blank paper. How delicious this life must be, it’s hard to tell outsiders...
I remembered what a poet friend said when he returned from the Yellow River: Our mother river is not always roaring. There is a section in the middle reaches of the Yellow River that looks like stagnant, turbid mud. However, even the Yellow River boatmen who have fought through the rapids dare not put their boats here because the heart of the river is alive and no one can tell what it is. How deep...
I also think of those who have experience crossing rivers. Before wading, they will always grab a stone and throw it into the water to measure the depth of the water. The higher the splash, the louder the sound, and the shallower the river. The river water that cannot splash much water and cannot hear the sound of water must be unfathomable...
As I thought about it, waves surged in my heart, and the vastness of the river surged. Boundless silence...
Quietness is the perfection of life; water is the origin of life; flow is the embodiment of life; depth is the implication of life...