The sun shines brilliantly during the day, but some people don't like its directness and heat, so it is often difficult to look directly at it. The moon shines all over the world at night, but some people find it hard to love this cold light, which makes them feel lonely. Even so, different times, different places, different people, perceive different beauty, each with its own taste, just like a balcony full of flowers in the afternoon sunshine, because you are warm and beautiful, and you will eventually fade. Just as the moon under the sea reflects the lover's appearance, because you are sad and heartbroken, you finally have to smile.
we can't hear our inner voice. Because it's too noisy outside, everyone and every identity seems to have the right to speak righteous words. It seems that it is difficult for us to find the real needs in our hearts, because we are social animals, and it is difficult to just integrate into this society. Every day seems to have new problems, not to mention being moist and full. Lucky enough? Lucky enough! If a thing is not good enough, please be sure that it is not the end. The earth ended and the sea began!
Now reading Meng Jiao's poem says: The sun and the moon are different in light, and each day is suitable, which really makes me feel a lot. I don't want to and it's hard for me to give you universal advice on how to make choices, work and life. All these things you have seen in chicken soup and friends circle will disappear unless you get up early the next day. I want to tell you that there is such a poem, which I think is beautiful and has a great avenue. Everyone can understand his own Don Quixote and realize different life wisdom. Borges said: any fate, however long and complicated, is actually only reflected in a moment, when people finally know who they are?
The following is the full text of Meng Jiao's poem "Answering Yao's Letter": The sun and the moon are different in light, and it is suitable for day and night. If Tessa disagrees, the source will be delayed. And I am fascinated by it alone, seeking knowledge from different people. If the dancing crane is in charge, it will be blown to the shock by mistake. Elegance is difficult to be old, and the correct voice is easy to drift. You have a husband's tears, but those who cry don't cry. Singing Chu Shan jade, tears stained with clothes towel.