The first realm is "standing": the west wind withered the green trees last night. A person in a tall building can see the end of the world.
The second realm is "longevity": the belt gradually widens without regret, making people haggard for Iraq.
The third realm is "getting": looking for him in the crowd. Looking back suddenly, the man was in the dim light.
These three poems are well-known graceful and restrained words, written by Yan Shu, the poet's prime minister, Liu Sanbian, who deliberately wrote lyrics, and Xin Qiji, a tragic hero. Wang Guowei skillfully chose the famous sentences in these three sentences as the three realms of life, which gave us profound enlightenment.
Three full texts:
Song: Yan Shu, Butterfly Loves Flowers, Silly Chrysanthemum, Sorrow for Smoke and Blue Tears
The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake. (Two-way escape: two-way departure, hate and suffering; One-way departure, bitter)
Last night, the west wind withered the trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. Want to send colorful stationery and rulers, where do you know?
"Death in Hua Lian, Leaving a Dangerous Building" Song: Liu Yong
Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke, no one can rely on the meaning of silence. (Lan Tong Lan)
I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
Qing Yu Anyuan Xi Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
Thousands of trees bloom at night in the East. It blows down and the stars are like rain. BMW carved cars are full of incense. Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night.
Moth, snow, willow, golden thread. The laughter faded away. Look for him in the crowd. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.
These three realms can be said to be the philosophy of life and the truth of reading and learning.