Three Chapters of Spirit: Three Essays 1 Recently I read Bi Shumin's "Three Chapters of Spirit" crazily. This piece of elegant words, like water, breeds every bit of feelings in life into warm philosophical love, reminding us to love and cherish life.
Flowers on the cloth
There is an essay "Flowers on the Grid" in this book. There is a certain proportion between good days and bad days. Your life can't be a beautiful day-every day; It can't be all bad days-it's Coptis all the time. There must be good and bad days interspersed, like a grid. Good days are warm colors of flowers on the grid, and bad days are dark colors. Love is the standard of good or bad. Yes! The standard of good or bad is love, and the place where there is love is heaven. In the days of love, we may be poor, but every penny will not bring double happiness. Maybe we are in poor health, but having a loving hand with us is also the happiness in such a long journey. With love, you should be satisfied. No matter how hard and tired you are, you will be filled with happiness and beauty slowly. With love greetings, your heart will be full of warmth and peace. What is this? This is a good day. Look, how brightly the flowers on your cloth are blooming.
Suffering in this life
An article in the book mentioned a deep question: Do you need to predict the sufferings in this life? Some people are willing to predict their life. Suffering is because everything is predicted, and it is abolished without being predicted. I agree with Bi Shumin and her friend Bill on this issue "No"! I think if we don't know the arrangement of suffering and fate, the good times will be more pure and bright. On the contrary, the prophecy of our suffering hovers over our heads. We are instinctively afraid of this dark cloud, and its sharp teeth will definitely crush our happy time. So, don't worry about whether there will be stones in the future. It is most important to live a beautiful moment now. I want to be a stupid optimist. I don't know whether to be afraid or cry. I just want to be happy.
There are no earth-shattering legends in Bi Shumin's books, and there are no earth-shattering legends, but she presents you with a plain and beautiful world, tells you some simple usage principles, and gives you gentle and strong strength. Go and read it! In this flashy age, find a garden of Eden for the soul.
Three Rooms of Spirit: After reading it, I was deeply moved by Bi Shumin's Three Rooms of Spirit. Indeed, spiritual life is indispensable for everyone living in modern society. Bi Shumin said in his book that if possible, he would build three huts for his own spirit. The first one contains love and hate for people. The second room holds business; The third room is for yourself. After reading the whole article, I have been asking myself, what kind of spiritual life do I need, and how will I build my own spiritual space?
Today, my mother reminds me of a scene when I was a child. At the end of kindergarten term, my neighbor Zhao Lihua came home with a certificate and a handkerchief, but I was empty-handed. My mother saw me and asked, "Why didn't you take a handkerchief?" I said, "What's so strange? I asked my dad to buy you a dozen. " According to my mother, she was very angry. I feel that I have no ambition and ambition. I don't agree with my mother's point of view: does it mean that this person has a future if he has to get a certificate and an award? Is it necessary to strive for progress by being the same as or better than others? Maybe I have been pursuing a relaxed and trouble-free life since I was a child. Simple, low-tech, spiritual life, maybe this is a simple life!
In the first room, there is my respect for my parents, my in-laws' love, my love for my husband, my love for my daughter, my love for my friends, my love for all the people and things I like, and of course my hatred, contempt and boredom for the world.
In the second room, there is my persistence and beautiful pursuit of preschool education. Of course, I can only keep wandering between reality and ideal, but I won't give up.
In the third room, I hid. In my spare time, I go shopping after dinner to enjoy fashion style, listen to music and do beauty.
This is me, with so many hobbies and pursuits. Some people may say that this kind of life is also monotonous. The richer the life, the better. It is true that richness is one kind of beauty, and simplicity is another. Simplicity is not emptiness. Some people may think that a simple life will be empty and boring. In fact, simplicity is not doing nothing. Listening to songs, watching CDs and cooking are all simple lives, which create a relaxed and free space and enrich the soul.
Spirit Room 3: After reading 3 essays, in the dead of night, I read Bi Shumin's Spirit Room 3 softly. Light lips and teeth, ups and downs of mood, fragrant Zen.
Bi Shumin said that people need to build three spiritual huts for themselves in their life. The first room is full of our love and hate; Second, arrange our career; The third room is for ourselves. With these three spiritual huts, our hearts can really rely on them. When the soft light passes through the "third hut", distant and quiet thoughts float in the lonely and empty spirit.
The world is in chaos and noisy. Most people just wander on the surface of life and are busy blindly. We will be troubled by the daily necessities of life, wander in the naked money relationship between people, be troubled by such fog, and gradually lose our way and ourselves. Sometimes happy, sometimes sad; Sometimes it goes up, sometimes it goes down. People often only care about the price of everything in the world, but they often forget those intangible values. Without breath, no matter how grand and brilliant life is, it is just a collapsed tall building, leaving only rubble and ruins.
Light and shadow are like dew, and the sun shadow is like flying. I remember someone saying that if you don't do something now, you may never do it in your life. So, can we really live for ourselves once? This wonderful idea bloomed in an uproar inadvertently. It just refers to you as an individual, as an independent creature, or as an encouragement to our junior three students.
Closing the book, suddenly, I thought, if my life is only the last few months, how should I spend it? Do you rack your brains to entangle those intrigues, or do you gently open your dusty heart and think about what you want and need most? With long memories, I wrote down one wish after another: to play the piano once; Go for a walk by the sea; Travel abroad once; Mount Everest; Sing a song in the street; Write a calligraphy work that satisfies you; Learn guzheng; Adhere to fitness; Wash your parents' feet once and say a long-lost "I love you" ...
Strangely, things that bother us on weekdays, such as complicated interpersonal relationships, intrigue in officialdom, the square meter size of the house, the number in the passbook, etc., are not on the list of life. Tears were provoked by this heavy white paper in my hand.
It turns out that what we spend time doing is not important. And what we ignore or delay, at the last moment of life, is like stormy waves. All kinds of disturbances fall like flying dust in an instant, making those who are confused stop from the cliff and wake up from their dreams.
The breeze is leisurely and the clouds flow freely. Farewell to dust, bodhi blossoms.