Seeing this sentence, I was amazed. Even after experiencing the ups and downs of the world, reading all the vicissitudes of the world, seeing the germination of vegetation and the green of spring breeze, I can still give birth to joy. Even if you have seen a complicated world, you can still maintain your love for subtle nature.
After all kinds of world of mortals, it is like a breeze.
Only those who are calm and tenacious in heart can have such gentleness, only those who love life can have such childlike innocence, and only those who are quiet and peaceful can discover the beauty of nature from nuances.
Two ancient poems, one sitting quietly drinking tea, leisurely. Enjoy the snow on a moonlit night and feel the joy of being alone.
(1) Tang Bai Juyi "Mountain Spring Fried Tea Pregnant"
Sitting in cool water, looking at the fried green tea powder, such as dust.
There is no reason to hold a bowl of tea in your hand, but this feeling makes people who love tea fall in love.
Appreciation: Tea is a state of mind. When drinking tea, tea is different, water is different, and people are different. Or a person sitting quietly, drinking a cup of tea and experiencing a free state of mind in the stretched green leaves; Or three or two friends, make a pot of good tea, sip and talk about the past and the present, and taste thousands of flavors.
Bai Juyi enjoys tea. Boil tea with clear mountain spring water, watch the green tea powder roll back and forth in the spring water, and the faint tea fragrance floats around, leaning against the stove alone and leisurely.
For poets who love tea, there is no need for any reason to eat tea. As long as you want to eat, as long as there is light, make yourself at home. When I get good tea, I want to share it with my friends who love tea. There are many thoughts in the fragrance of tea.
② Qing Yuan Mei's "December 15th Night"
More and more heavy, more and more urgent, and gradually the voice died.
The window is brighter, and it snows every day.
Appreciation: "The day is everywhere, and youth has just arrived. Moss flowers are as small as rice and open like peony. " Yuan Mei, who was once popular on the Internet because of a short poem "Moss", is a person with a true temperament. His works are full of natural interest and leisure, such as this short poem, which is easy to poke people's hearts.
In the dead of night, drums are louder and lights are blowing to sleep. "Although I blew out my candle, it was not dark." The brilliance of the moon reflected the flying snowflakes, which shone in each other's eyes and lit up the silent night. Standing quietly on a snowy night, listening to the sound of falling snow is also a kind of beauty and happiness.
"Blowing the light window is brighter, and the moon shines on the snow one day." There is a bright moon in the sky and snow on the ground. Such a peaceful night makes people feel happy. The silence of the night and the brightness of the snow reflect the happiness of being alone at this time.
Qian Liqun said in an interview:
"You look carefully, the wind is coming, and it flutters slightly there. Generally speaking, it is quiet and solidified. But when it solidifies, look at the leaves carefully. It is moving quietly, which is very interesting. "
Yes, in the long rhythm of everything, learn to be alone, quietly listen to nature and inner voice, and feel the subtle beauty.