I am like a mute, unable to express the pain of eating Huanglian.
Grief is not about being wronged. The real grievance is that being wronged cannot be said or even expressed.
It is inevitable for everyone to be wronged, and it is also inevitable to wrong others.
Sometimes we often complain about our own misfortune, but we don’t know that any setback is an inseparable part of growth. Others have wronged you, but you have given others the opportunity to do so.
But I just want to live honestly, and trouble may come to me, or even a huge injustice.
It doesn’t matter if you are beaten or scolded, it doesn’t matter if your relatives wrongly misunderstand you, it doesn’t matter if your friends abandon you and leave you, anyway, this is my own business, I asked for it, I am stubborn, I insist!
The spirit of resentment is so powerful that it never pays attention to the hearts of the people. All the girls were jealous of me and spread rumors that I was good at lewdness. ——Qu Yuan's "Li Sao"
If you are trustworthy but you are doubted, if you are loyal but you are slandered, how can you not complain? ——Sima Qian's "Historical Records·Biography of Qu Yuan"
Every man is angry, and there is frost in June. ——"Prison Proverbs" Tang Dynasty Zhang said 3. There are sun and moon hanging in the morning and evening, and there are ghosts and gods holding the power of life and death. The heaven and the earth can only distinguish between the clear and the turbid, but how can the confusion arise and break up the thief Zhi Yanyuan. Those who do good will suffer poverty and their lives will be shortened, while those who do evil will enjoy wealth and longevity. Heaven and Earth are also afraid of bullying, but it turns out that they are just like this. Earth, you don’t distinguish between good and bad, what is the earth? God, you are wrong and foolish, and you are in vain! Alas, only two tears fell. The floating clouds are my shadow, the sad wind is swirling for me, and I vow to mention the three pillars clearly. My mother-in-law, she waited until the snow fell in June and the drought lasted for three years, and then she showed up as Dou E, the unjust soul of yours who died.
——"The Injustice of Dou E" Guan Hanqing