The poem is as follows:
Autumn comes occasionally
Cheng Hao
It is easy to take your time and nothing to do,
The sun is already red by the east window when I sleep.
Everything is contented when you watch quietly.
The good times of the four seasons are the same as those of others.
The way to heaven and earth is tangible,
Thinking into the changing winds and clouds.
Wealth is not obscene and poverty is happiness.
When a man comes here, he is a hero.
Autumn is really getting closer, and it’s getting cooler in the morning and evening. Facing the initial desolation of all things, we no longer feel desolate, but rejoice in the upcoming harvest. This is the self-salvation of a pessimist.
The happiest moment in life does not lie in owning a mountain of gold or silver, sitting on a huge fortune, or enjoying delicacies every day. And when you fall asleep late at night with a quilt filled with sunlight, you can curl up in the warm quilt the next day and wait for the sun to hit the foot of the bed.
Why do you say this? Only when there is no worldly entanglement in your heart can you fall asleep soundly and have a good night's sleep! There was a period of anxiety that sometimes kept me awake all night. That kind of suffering, that kind of confusion with no way out, people who have never experienced it will not understand. When you really go through the difficult times, you will find that all arrangements have their own meaning and are a test.
As long as you persist, it will eventually pass. If you had known the ending, would it still be so uncomfortable? There were many things that I didn’t know at the time, and I can only sigh when I think about them afterwards.
In fact, if you maintain a peaceful and comfortable state of mind, everything will naturally become calm. Live your life more slowly. If you go slowly, you will not necessarily fall behind. Slow, but continuous. Slow down and have time to discover beauty. Slowness is also a process of finding beauty.
Everything has animism and everything is beautiful. I remember when I was a child, a flower, a leaf, and a bug were all my playmates. At that time, the school held a sports meeting and required students to use dry branches and colored paper to make flower trees. I would carefully select a clump of branches, observe it for a long time, build it into the best-looking shape, and fold it with various colored papers. Various flowers and butterfly shapes.
Use glue to carefully glue a tree of flowers. Although it is only used at the beginning, the production process is so long, like carefully carving a piece of art. In the eyes of that little girl back then, it was not a prop, but a work of art. Her childhood memories were condensed in the delicate production process, spent slowly and happily.
Everything needs to be done quickly now, for fear of falling one step behind. Time passed by in a hurry, and we hurriedly chased it. Suddenly we found that the scenery around us had changed, and our parents had already staggered.
Don’t know when your hair will grow? Don’t worry, walk slowly, listen to the sound of a flower blooming, observe the vigorous life of a grass, gaze at the change of a cloud, and chase a cloud. Grains of sand from the sea to the end of the world.