Kai-fu Lee Dongshan
Birds flew over the wilderness, batch after batch, and flocks of birds flew over one after another.
Sometimes four or five flies, sometimes in a long snake array. Look, what a spectacular flock of birds! ......
Birds sing, they live in harmony and inspire each other; Sometimes they hate each other, fight and maim. Some birds have lost their ranks because of illness, fatigue or aging.
Today, birds fly over the wilderness again. Sometimes they fly over the green fields and watch the river flowing under the sun; Sometimes I fly through the jungle and see bright red fruits shining in the shade. Once upon a time, there were many such places But now, there are endless wasteland everywhere. Although the earth has changed its appearance, the birds will never stop. Yesterday, today and tomorrow, they will continue to compete here.
Don't think that birds fly according to their own will. Why do they fly? Where do they fly? No one knows, not even the leading bird.
Why do you fly so fast? Why can't you slow down?
The bird only thinks that time flies in a hurry. However, they don't know that time is infinite and eternal, and only the birds themselves have passed away. They are as fierce as ecstasy, flapping their wings and soaring so fast. They didn't expect that this would bring misfortune and make birds disappear from this land faster.
Birds are still flapping their wings, flying faster and more violently. ......
There is a clear spring in the forest, making a tinkling sound and flowing quietly. There is a place for birds to rest, although it is short, but how precious this rest is for birds flying over the wasteland! All living things on earth are like this. One day has passed, and they will welcome a new life tomorrow.
Birds rest their wings by the spring, nourish their spirits and listen to the whispers of the spring. Quan Ming, have you pointed out the direction where the bird is going?
Spring water gushes out from the depths of underground spring water, continuously, reading out the life and death, rise and fall of all living things on the ground from ancient times to the present. Therefore, spring must know the direction in which birds will fly.
Birds stand by in the clear water and let spring shine on them. They must have seen themselves tired. They finally realized that the days when birds were blessed are gone forever.
It is difficult for birds to see that spring is everywhere. Because they just want to fly as fast as possible.
However, they seem to realize that if they continue to fly, eventually, the birds themselves will disappear. I hope the birds can understand this as soon as possible.
I am also one of the birds. All people are birds flying endlessly in the desolate and barren land.
There is a spring in everyone's heart, and its voice is obscured by the disturbance of daily life. When I wake up suddenly in the middle of the night, I will hear a quiet voice from the depths of my heart, which is the gurgling spring!
Looking back on the road I have traveled, I have been lost many times in this wilderness. At this time, I heard the spring in my heart and found signs of progress.
Quanshui often asks me: Are you honest with others and yourself? I always feel guilty and can't answer. I had to bow my head silently.
I am engaged in painting because of my inner desire, and I want to live honestly. The fountain of the soul warned me: be modest, be simple, and abandon lofty and paranoid.
The fountain of the soul taught me that only by giving up on myself can I see the truth.
I think it is difficult or even impossible to give up self. However, the whispering spring water clearly said to me: beauty is here!
Great prose comes from Kaii Higashiyama.