In Crete, there was a monster named MINO Taulos. He only ate boys and girls. Crete people believe that this monster is the will of the gods, and it can't destroy trolls, so it can only be passively restricted. The king asked the architect Daros to build a mysterious building. Once MINO Taulos went in, he couldn't get out.
However, the architect and his son Icarus were also trapped in the lost building, and the father and son could not find an exit by comparing the architectural drawings. Icarus found the eagle's feathers, glued them to his body with wax, made wings and finally flew out of the mysterious building.
The father said to his son, "Don't fly too high, the wax will be melted by the sun, and don't fly too low, you will be submerged by the sea." It is best to fly to the middle. "Icarus didn't listen to his father's dissuasion and flew straight to the sun. The sun melted the wax, and Icarus fell into the sea and became the Icarus Sea today.
Wood heart said:
Today, I heard from the teacher that Xia Carl, a Jewish painter from Vitebsk, Belarus, experienced two world wars in his life. His life has experienced suffering, exile and the loss of his beloved. The world calls him a painter with wings. He used a brush to make the soul fly. You will always see lovers flying in his paintings, churches in his hometown, people playing the violin, and his paintings will always be filled with happiness.
War and reality are mysterious buildings. Xia is a flying Icarus, with wings made of love and art. He flew high and lived to be 98 years old, leaving behind many brilliant works.
When we were young and ignorant, each of us longed to fly like a free bird. When I grow up, I have to face all kinds of trivial things in the secular world, and I am trapped in a mystery. Reality devours dreams like MINO Taulos.
So, what should we do? Our bodies can't grow wings to fly, but we can try to make our hearts fly for five seconds. Although we are ordinary like a bird, our hearts don't have to fly too high. As long as we fly, we will see more beautiful scenery.
Lover's smiling face, children's laughter, even a poem, a song, a cup of tea, a painting, a flower and a delicious meal can all be our wings, giving us five seconds to fly.
Yesterday, I met a friend my age. She likes cooking and shooting delicious food. I was confident that I was a good cook, but after reading her exquisite works, I immediately felt that I was dwarfed. In order to make delicious food and make satisfactory works, she spent a lot of thoughts on her studies and spent a lot of money on tableware and cameras.
She doesn't have a high degree, and she doesn't engage in any tall career. She just works hard every day in an ordinary life.
I asked her what motivated her to do this, and she said, "Good food, beautiful pictures and wonderful videos can make me feel elegant and happy to fly. These works are not for praise, and I never thought they would become a big coffee in the food circle. "
For ordinary people like us, if we like something, can this simple love itself become our wings? Just like some friends love philosophy, some love literature, some love photography, some love writing, some love drinking tea, or doing nothing but quietly watching a flower.
Leave ten minutes for what you like outside your daily work and life, then we will feel flying every day, and will our days be colorful?
Of course, only humans dare not dream of flying too high.
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