I don't argue with anyone. I don't care about arguing with anyone. Don't argue with anyone.
Belongs to the world.
It's okay to dismiss it.
I don't argue with anyone, and I don't care where this poem comes from. Walter savage landor, English poet w·s· Lando's poem of the same name.
I don't fight with anyone, because no one is worth fighting for.
I love nature, followed by art;
I warm my hands before the fire of life;
It's sinking. I'm going to leave. Translated by Jiang Yang: I don't argue with anyone.
I don't care who I fight with;
I love nature,
Followed by art;
I baked my hand,
The fire of life is warm;
The fire went out,
I'm ready to go, too. Reprinted above.
I don't argue with anyone. I don't care who I argue with. What do you mean? Disdain competition with others, narcissism.
I don't argue with anyone and I don't care about the latest information.
Don't fight with people
Because it's not worth it.
I don't care about arguing with anyone. People like to talk about others more and more, and women like to talk about men more and more. However, when people evaluate a person, they always look at things other than himself. As Montaigne said, people often buy swords by looking at whether the blade is sharp, but by looking at whether the scabbard is gorgeous. This "sheath" is for people, that is, the amount of wealth, the level of status, the brightness of clothes, and the narrowness of friends. Women are the most "scabbard" people, so their evaluation of men is always specious, giving people an ironic feeling. However, other people's comments or opinions are like the wind, which sometimes blows the tree from side to side, but after the wind passes, the tree remains straight. The key lies in whether a tree has deep roots, will to grow upward and unshakable nature. Trees generally decay from their own emptiness, from their inner moldiness. And other people's comments are based on their own value orientation, which is really unfounded. If other people's comments change your value orientation (values), it can only show that you have not established your own value system (values). So, don't pay too much attention to other people's comments, especially women. It is important to learn to keep fit and lay a solid foundation. The feast master said that as a mortal, the heart changes with the environment, and as a saint, the environment changes with the heart. Even if you can't be a sage, you should at least be a determined person. From the overall environment, it is generally an era of "taking the road of others and leaving others with no way to go". With an official position, you have to pursue a literary name. With a literary name, you have to covet official positions and occupy other people's living space. Finally, the literati scolded the officials, and the officials degraded the literati, which was a combination of fire and water. If you have money, ask for power. If you have power, you must make money. Although you look down on each other, you have to trade privately to enjoy walking on other people's docks. The relationship between sex, power and money is also the same, confusing boundaries, walking around, hurting people and hurting themselves. Therefore, our way to strengthen our foundation is to "go our own way and let others have no way to go"-since we are literati, we must abide by the literati's style and make our own literary career bigger and stronger so that others can't compare and marvel. As an official, you must do your duty and use your power honestly, so that others can't find flaws and there is no place for parasitic eggs. Since you are rich, you should put this word first, show sympathy for others, help the world, and make it difficult for others to feel contempt and self-esteem. As a national color, we should be virtuous, not dusty, not bullied, make others feel ashamed, fear nature and cultivate the virtue of regeneration. In short, people who can't walk, Yangguan Avenue, are also stumbling; People who can walk, mountain roads, are like walking on the ground. There is no road, not a road, but a foot. This can also be proved by real wise men. According to Qian Mu's wife Hu Meiqi, Qian Mu also likes Go, but never likes playing chess with others. He thinks it's very laborious, so he prefers to play chess alone. Whenever she is in a bad mood, he will say, let me play chess for you and show you the fun here. Hu Meiqi said that Qian Mu made me feel that life was like playing chess. There is no need to compete with others to win or lose. As long as I face myself, I can enjoy myself. This reminds me of Rand's poem: I don't argue with anyone. Therefore, if people want to live comfortably, they must have this spirit of "disdain". Qian Mu achieved himself by being detached from things. Don't be "easy-going" and "humble" blindly, but also be contemptuous and proud. Dare to say, fuck it.
I don't argue with anyone on and off, and I have heard Jiang Yang talk about the past. Finally, I heard the old man mutter "I'm the only one left", which broke my heart. Recalling the anxiety in "The Three of us" is hard to calm down and almost unsustainable. Mr. Jiang Yang once quoted two sentences from Walter Savage Landau's "I have nothing to contend with". Lando's poems are always exquisite and elegant, concise and meaningful. The whole poem is as follows: I didn't fight with anyone, because no one deserves my big step forward. I love nature, followed by art: I warm my hands before the fire of life; It's sinking. I'm going to leave. I don't care who I argue with. I love nature first, and then I love art. My hands are burning with the fire of life to keep warm. I'm ready to go, too. This poem is a perfect description of Mr. Jiang Yang. After reading this, I saw a recent photo of my 98-year-old wife, standing alone, but not sad or happy, smiling calmly, and suddenly my heart was full of fear. It is a blessing to read the master's story and realize your smallness and ignorance. After reading the book, I stopped at Qian Zhongshu, determined to improve my Chinese level as soon as possible, and one day I carefully studied Qian Zhongshu's "A View" and "A Record of Talking about Art". Although the traditional Chinese characters and classical Chinese in the book once made me sigh. It is also mentioned in the book that Qian Zhongshu's English is better than that of most British scholars. I rushed to the bookstore and bought Qian Zhongshu's collection of English essays. I saw this book in the bookstore a few years ago, but I didn't know much about it, so I passed by. I also bought the English version of Jiang Yang's Bath and the bilingual version of Fido. I am ashamed to say that before reading Listening to Jiang Yang Talk about the Past, I knew little about Mr. Jiang Yang because I was touched by Qian Zhongshu. Now I know that she graduated from the Foreign Languages Department of Tsinghua University, studied under Liang, Wu Mi and others, accompanied Qian Zhongshu, listened to western literature in Oxford, and knew everything. Later, she wrote novels, plays and translations. At least I have a background in English literature, as most of the authors mentioned in the book know. Looking at Jiang Yang in the Oxford Library, "From Chaucer, classic writers read down according to the history of literature, and the main works were carefully read from beginning to end. . . . . "My back is sweating with cold sweat. When I was in graduate school, I passively read some books and basically tasted them. Many teachers forget to read the classic original works every week, and only read the plot outline and comments for their own interest. I remember that Mr. Zhang Boxiang arranged to read "Middlemarch" by Gee Eliot, with seven or eight hundred pages. There are diligent girls in the class, and I still feel incredible after reading the whole article. I'm sorry to see Jiang Yang say that she likes Gee Eliot very much. ""is a portrayal of Mr. Yang's indifferent life. But in Oxford, Jiang Yang and Qian Zhongshu still have a competition to see who reads more books. Year-end settlement, roughly equal. It's just that Qian Zhongshu has read a lot of books and Jiang Yang has filled out a pamphlet. Qian Zhongshu is not a book of Chinese Department, what's more, some books have been read several times. Think of us modern people, fame and fortune, fighting for something other than ourselves. Self-cultivation, pottery dyeing as dirt, and ultimately the heart is a form of service, struggle, division, despair. He who seeks small profits will lose big points. From Mr. Jiang Yang's "indisputable" heart, I saw the broadness. I have been looking forward to the day when I can go to Oxford University to study history and literature without a diploma. This is in line with my reading habits, just for reading * * *, that is, I don't want to discuss it with others, and I don't want to improve, enrich and transform it. That year, in the golden sunshine of Oxford, I was reluctant to go. I didn't read this book at that time, otherwise I would have gone to Norem Garden to see Qian Zhongshu and Jiang Yang's footprints. I really want to live in a small town for a few years, reading western literature in the morning and China's thread-bound books in the afternoon, from dusk to dusk.
Rand: I don't argue with anyone. I remember a friend once said humorously that as long as you see a good article, you feel it is from the heart. I saw Rand's "Thoughts on the Seventh and Fifth Birthdays" that day, and I also took it for myself privately. How much I like this poem by Rand. He said: I don't argue with anyone, and I don't care who I argue with; I love nature, followed by art; My hands are baking, and the fire of life keeps me warm; The fire has gone out, and I'm ready to go. Rand, because of your poem, I also wrote: the first time it dripped into my heart along my eyes, the second time it hurt my heart. There is no need for a third time. We finished our possession of each other ("reading a poem"). Yes, Rand, I took this poem of yours as my own. Now, no blushing. When you are alone, it hurts to let it drip from your heart over and over again. How nice! This poem, it is so short, but it is so open; It is so casual, but it is so directed at people's hearts; So quiet, but so warm and powerful ... Rand, you said you didn't argue with anyone, and you didn't care who you argued with. You love nature, followed by art ... you express the indisputable realm in your heart with concise poems. Thousands of years ago, our old man in China once said, "A husband is a meritocracy and cannot compete with it." . What Lao Tzu said is also an indisputable realm. Oh, how beautiful this indisputable realm is! Lund, forgive my shallowness. A minute ago, I knew nothing about you. However, a minute later, I know you so well, and I know you so well. Of course, what I want to say is that from this short poem. I know you are a long-lived old man. You were seventy-five years old when you wrote this poem. Hehe, this is what the title of your poem told me. I know that your motherland is beautiful Britain; I know you are a quiet old man, peaceful and peaceful, which I read from the first poem; Then, from the second poem, I know that you are a very proud person, even a little supercilious, but I still think you are cute; The third sentence, I know, you are the son of nature; Fourth, I understand that you love art, which is also the confidence that you can proudly say that you don't care about arguing with anyone ... You see, you see, I already know you very well. How many lovely secrets have your poems revealed? Since then, my heart has remembered you, Lund, but these are not enough. I have to start looking for you and more of your poems. I want more. This process is mysterious and happy. I do it in secret. Full of joy. However, the process of finding you is not smooth, but I am still thankful for a little gain. It turns out that you were born in a famous family, and the English poet Browning paid tribute to you. Dickens and others were your friends before you died. But it's a pity that you didn't get the title of the poem until you died. You used to be an angry critic, and you were enemies of many literary figures, but "his writing was neither fame nor profit;" Moreover, he himself realized that his position in literature was lonely for other reasons, and he will continue to be lonely after his death. " (Selected Poems? Rand, Mr. Jiang Yang has a soft spot for you. In the preface of her Miscellaneous Notes, Mr. Yang translated your poem. She should be the first person to translate your poem, right? A few years later, your name and your poem appeared on the title page of the three of us. From then on, you and your poems became attached to many China poets, and more and more people knew you, liked you, fell in love with you and moved you. Old Borges once said, "Poetry belongs to the meeting between poetry and readers, not the symbol printed on the page. The most fundamental thing is the aesthetic behavior, tremor and almost physical sense brought by each reading. " Up to now, I haven't found out more about you that I want to know, but I believe that you won't be silent forever, and I will meet you again, that is, with more poems.