When I was a child, I heard the story of Zhang Heng counting stars, so I moved a small bench and sat on the balcony. One, two, three ... but I can't count. I got into the habit of thinking under the stars.
The starry sky in summer night is so beautiful and far away. Looking at this vast expanse world, it's really confusing. I can't help but sigh that life is limited and the universe is infinite.
In ancient times, Pangu opened the world and divided the chaotic earth into heaven and earth. The earth has existed for more than four billion years, and the stars are more than several billion years. But human beings have only appeared for hundreds of thousands of years, and the decades of life are incomparable with the vast starry sky. It can be said that the finiteness of life is in sharp contrast with the infinity of the universe.
Looking up at the starry sky, we feel that life is only a few decades. However, if we don't make some achievements in these decades, we can't help asking ourselves: Is it a waste to come into this world? Yes, because life is short, we should give up our lives for righteousness; Because life is short, we should "bow our heads and be a willing ox".
Looking at the starry sky, I suddenly realized. Why did Ba Jin say, "We don't live by eating rice alone" and Cang Kejia said, "Some people are dead, but he is still alive; Some people are alive and he is dead. " I get it. I get it all. The vast universe, although you are infinite, although you have Neptune, Pluto, Uranus and even the Milky Way, there are many stars outside the Milky Way, but I found something more infinite than you.
So there are soldiers who stick to the frontier defense, hard-working workers and students who talk about their ideals under the stars. We talk about the past, the present and the future, and how to put everything into the melting pot of the times. Since we were born in this land and belong to this generation of young people, we should not hesitate to shoulder the times and show the universe that we are a fearless generation.
Take back the reins of thought and the imaginary horse will come back to us. When we look up at the starry sky again, it is still so beautiful, but not so far away.