Life is a wonderful lonely journey.

I am not a good son. Be moved to tears

The greatness of a mother lies not only in giving birth to a son of flesh and blood, but also in that she does not expect the return of her son. No matter how far away her son is and how close he comes back, she will always give him affection, strength, roots and roots. On the road of life, his mother is a gas station.

A life. This article is full of philosophy and minimalist lifestyle. Seemingly simple, but actually rich. It seems to be idle, but it is an epiphany. You can come and see it from time to time.

Give me a lever and I can move the earth. Give me a tree, and I can turn mountains and rivers into oases. As long as you are willing to marry me, we will have a nation.

Photographers can make complex things simple. And may be particularly complicated in simplicity.

Last night's cold night, tonight, tonight, who will know?

Many people say they are lonely. People who say they are lonely are not lonely. Loneliness is not being left out and abandoned, but not being understood without friends. Real loners don't talk about loneliness, but occasionally whistle, such as the animals we see.

Cities don't make a person lonely easily. Living in groups requires a balance. The slander caused by jealousy stifles humiliation, attack and persecution. If you are no longer outstanding, you are ordinary. If you continue to walk, walk, and finally let all beings can't surpass you, all beings will cheer and worship you and respect you as sacred. Sacredness is true loneliness. It is difficult for lonely people to accept pity and sympathy.

I meditate on the Buddha stone day and night, and I review that my works lack religious significance. In China today in the 20th century, although I am trying my best to watch, criticize and call, I have not completely surpassed my passion and my compassion is not complete. Then the arrival of the Buddha stone is not just a fate between the stone and the Buddha, there must be other greater significance in it.

Look at people

People come and go in the street. When I was young, did adults talk about teams? But whose is this endless team, where did it come from and where did it go? Geographers exclaimed in the newspaper ten times and eight times: the river is getting drier and drier. What is a city? The city is a pile of cement, but the flow of people in the cement pile is so turbulent! So you become a Confucius, singing the praises of the deceased and consciously standing on the shore, but the brilliant moment brings a kind of sadness: so many people you don't know, and none of them know you. How proud you used to be and how high your subjective consciousness was, but as a similar person, you only know your parents, your wife and children, and your acquaintances are only three or five. Funerals in rural areas often sing a song of filial piety, saying, "What's good about people living in the world? You said that if you die, you will die, and your relatives and friends don't know. " Now you really feel the need to cry.

Let's put aside the bitterness, after all, you are here to see the scenery. The first thing you see is the face. No two leaves in the world are the same, especially the face. Some are handsome, some are ugly, some are different and some are ugly, but how can they be handsome and ugly? You look at it, but you don't know what a person is. You wonder if what you see is a person. It's like facing a familiar Chinese character. After reading it for a long time, it doesn't look like that Chinese character. Hook your head and think rationally, "I am not a good son." Be moved to tears

The greatness of a mother lies not only in giving birth to a son of flesh and blood, but also in that she does not expect the return of her son. No matter how far away her son is and how close he comes back, she will always give him affection, strength, roots and roots. On the road of life, his mother is a gas station.

A life. This article is full of philosophy and minimalist lifestyle. Seemingly simple, but actually rich. It seems to be idle, but it is an epiphany. You can come and see it from time to time.

Give me a lever and I can move the earth. Give me a tree, and I can turn mountains and rivers into oases. As long as you are willing to marry me, we will have a nation.

Photographers can make complex things simple. And may be particularly complicated in simplicity.

Last night's cold night, tonight, tonight, who will know?

Many people say they are lonely. People who say they are lonely are not lonely. Loneliness is not being left out and abandoned, but not being understood without friends. Real loners don't talk about loneliness, but occasionally whistle, such as the animals we see.

Cities don't make a person lonely easily. Living in groups requires a balance. The slander caused by jealousy stifles humiliation, attack and persecution. If you are no longer outstanding, you are ordinary. If you continue to walk, walk, and finally let all beings can't surpass you, all beings will cheer and worship you and respect you as sacred. Sacredness is true loneliness. It is difficult for lonely people to accept pity and sympathy.

I meditate on the Buddha stone day and night, and I review that my works lack religious significance. In China today in the 20th century, although I am trying my best to watch, criticize and call, I have not completely surpassed my passion and my compassion is not complete. Then the arrival of the Buddha stone is not just a fate between the stone and the Buddha, there must be other greater significance in it.

Look at people

People come and go in the street. When I was young, did adults talk about teams? But whose is this endless team, where did it come from and where did it go? Geographers exclaimed in the newspaper ten times and eight times: the river is getting drier and drier. What is a city? The city is a pile of cement, but the flow of people in the cement pile is so turbulent! So you become a Confucius, singing the praises of the deceased and consciously standing on the shore, but the brilliant moment brings a kind of sadness: so many people you don't know, and none of them know you. How proud you used to be and how high your subjective consciousness was, but as a similar person, you only know your parents, your wife and children, and your acquaintances are only three or five. Funerals in rural areas often sing a song of filial piety, saying, "What's good about people living in the world? You said that if you die, you will die, and your relatives and friends don't know. " Now you really feel the need to cry.

Let's put aside the bitterness, after all, you are here to see the scenery. The first thing you see is the face. No two leaves in the world are the same, especially the face. Some are handsome, some are ugly, some are different and some are ugly, but how can they be handsome and ugly? You look at it, but you don't know what a person is. You wonder if what you see is a person. It's like facing a familiar Chinese character. After reading it for a long time, it doesn't look like that Chinese character. Hook your head, think rationally, how thin your neck is, how round your bony head is, how long your limbs are, and how terrible your image is! I can't even think about how people keep breathing and breathing, and how their fatigue hinders eating, talking and working! Yes, people have many wonderful things, but as concrete people, they are not easy to detect and ignore. In ordinary experience, you think that the sound is heard when it is quiet, but it is clearer in the noise. Not to mention the sound of footsteps, voices and cars in the street (which are often buzzing), you just need to close your eyes and immediately fall into a strange state, and you can hear the sound of neck twisting, hair fluttering and clothes rubbing. This sound comes not only from the hearing of your ears, but also from your whole skin. So you have all kinds of ideas.

I sat under the ginkgo tree in Lingshan Temple, looking up at the wind chimes behind the temple and thinking of you. Since I met you, I've heard from Teacher Pingu that you have nine phoenix bones. I am sensitive when I see the word phoenix. Phoenix is of course an illusory animal. How can a person have a phoenix bone? But I think the bone rubbing teacher said it very well. Bonuses dye the sky, and fluorescent lamps shine on themselves. Your arrogance drives many chases, but your Leng Yan has stopped all evil thoughts. You should be the change of phoenix.

China painters pay attention to pen and ink to keep pace with the times. Isn't this true of all art, including Shoushan stone carving? We have encountered this era of social transformation, which is bumpy and full of motivation. Chen Lizhong inherited the traditional carving skills and broke through the traditional carving concept. The reason why he feels that his works are not outdated and atmospheric is reflected in the excavation of the theme and the handling of composition. As you can imagine, when he got a stone, he observed it repeatedly, pondered it carefully, borrowed colors and used his imagination. This is extremely complicated, which is shocking. The simplicity is extremely simple, and the addition and subtraction can be used freely with their own thinking and aesthetics. There seems to be lotus, eagle, mountains, trees, flowers, fish and insects in that stone, but it is just wrapped in some more stones. He just put the extra money. The carving is extremely lifelike, even lifelike, and the workmanship is wonderful. That's the minimum. What to carve and how to carve it is a matter of human realm. Any art, to a certain extent, is not better than technology, but the people behind the works. Look at this person's energy, the depth of cultivation, and the intensity of emotional investment. When the technology is not mature, it is not handy, but it can be handy. The most important question is who has what works.

People can be ignorant, but not boring. This is the view of onlookers. Sitting with boring people is like sitting in prison. People can live without love, but they can't live without kindness. This is from their own point of view. Without good people living, living is like dying. When people are good, people will be interesting, and interesting people will have the spirit of God and temperament.

If we only look at the real side, trivial descriptions of life are tiring and boring, but they often lead to low responsibility, and only talk about the imaginary side, but inexperienced people don't know what to say. I stick to my writing style because I believe that novels are not stories, nor are they purely formal word games. My shortcomings are that my soul energy is not enough, my sense of the world is not enough, and the work of combining metaphysics with metaphysics is not done well. When people reach middle age, they lose their ambition to win, settle down and do their own things in a down-to-earth manner, and do whatever they want, and they are very free. Mr. Shen Congwen wrote in Border Town: "He may come back tomorrow, or he may never come back." To paraphrase him, I pinned my hopes on my seventeenth book, or rather, I pinned my hopes on the twenty-fourth book.

Today, with the lingering shadow of the end of the century, boys and girls are singing the melancholy of youth. In fact, they don't have much sorrow. The vagrants in the street are running wildly. They talk endlessly about rising wages and prices, and they only care about themselves and their families. When the wind blows, all the plants and trees will sway, but the bell still goes slowly and long through the space. The old monk is old. He didn't hang himself or get angry. He said household words that everyone could understand.

I live in the city with my mother. The number of times I go back to Dihua Street has decreased in recent years. My hometown exists with the existence of my parents. Now my hometown has become more and more a concept for me. Every time I pass by the labor market in the city street, I am full of young farmers with rough hands and rags. I always feel that many of them are familiar, so I guess they are the adoptive parents of my dead parents in my hometown. I even thought: If my mother dies in the future, will I go back to my hometown? Maybe I won't go back, maybe I will go back often. My hometown, grateful for the life my hometown gave me, sent me to the city. Every time I miss the corrupt old street in my hometown, the old woman lights a mosquito-smoking fire with wet grass in the yard. The fire doesn't burn, only sour black smoke makes people choke. I strongly demand to write something for my hometown. I have written before, and I have written about the whole Shangzhou. I really wrote too little for Dihua Street. I know my hometown will be different, and I will become more and more strange. It may rot like a scarred apple, like a bubble of pus, or it may give birth to a lotus flower in the mud, which is blooming more and more brightly, but it doesn't belong to me anymore. But the current situation has something to do with me. I have the responsibility and feelings to write it out. When the tower of Famen Temple collapsed in half, I recorded the appearance of half a tower in prose, which is the only one in the world so far.

After the Tao is established, morality will be repositioned. Therefore, for literature, I am also amazed at the changes in my judgment standards and aesthetic tastes. When I used to watch A Dream of Red Mansions, Songs of the South, The Old Man and the Sea and Ulysses, I appreciated their artistic conception and writing style, which was fantastic and beautiful, but I couldn't understand how they wrote such works. Now I picked it up and read it again. I am no longer interested in extracting wonderful sentences and paragraphs from them. What moved me was not the surface of the text, but the soul of the writer outside the work or hidden behind the text! Occasionally, one day, I saw a pair of couplets. The bottom line of the couplets is "a crane sees the sky." My tears keep flowing, and I finally understand that the spirit of cranes comes from the blue sky!

People often say that writing is like a person, writing is like a person, and painting is like a person. In fact, this statement can only be said after writing, writing and drawing have reached a certain level. Only when we reach a certain level can the pens and pens in our hands be integrated with people. Then, what is a person, words are words, calligraphy is calligraphy, and painting is painting. My experience is that my concept of the world and life has a long history, and I have my own aesthetics. So my literary writing, calligraphy and painting, including my collection, are basically a hobby, that is, I must be modern.

It must have traditional flavor and folk flavor. Emphasize wholeness, chaos, tranquility, channeling in stupidity, gorgeous in simplicity and rich in simplicity.

The child said that a person who claimed to be my classmate was dirty and didn't drink tea. He went to the tap to drink raw water, threw up on the ground, vomited and rubbed his feet, said a bunch of things that he didn't understand, and then got up and left. When I heard the news, I thought it must be Liu, so I complained that the child was not good to him. Life in my hometown is bitter and urgent, and there are many troubles in my hometown. What bothers me most is that my relatives and friends in the city are very slow to treat me. If you are kind to them, they will make a name for you anywhere. If you are a section chief, you will also say that you are a director, take a bus, live in a house, read books thick with bricks, and even if you eat miso, there are ginseng bird's nests in them. They will try their best to protect your old house. There will be no shortage of pears in the yard. When Tomb-Sweeping Day goes to the grave, he will also cultivate some shovels on your ancestral grave. If you treat him badly, they will hold a grudge forever. You just do something earth-shattering. That's your business, not theirs. When people ask about you, they say, Oh, his man, what should I say? Don't say that. You went back, and they avoided it. At best, they said you came back and left without stopping. What red and white things have you done in your hometown? When they don't come to the wine table, they take a bucket, eat a bowl, pour half a bowl into the bucket, and take a bucket of leftovers back to feed the pigs. In our neighboring village, there is a director in the county who mistreats his servants. He entered the village by car, and someone laid a mat on the village road to dry the corn. He refused to accept the mat and let the car pass. Later, the wheels of the car ran over the corn, and it was necessary to count the broken corn to stop the car. One person lost one yuan, but no one can lose it. So I told my children that no matter whether I am at home or not, everyone from my hometown must be greeted with a smile and serve wine and rice. Don't let them come in to change their shoes, don't pass cigarettes to others, and put the ashtray beside them. When they speak, they should listen carefully.

City people, including me and my family, are proud that our bathroom is decorated so luxuriously and beautifully. Luxuriously decorated bathrooms are considered advanced, fashionable and civilized, but cities, like people, have to pee when eating and drinking. Why do we never turn a blind eye, turn a blind eye and be insensitive to the occupation of excrement cleaning in this city? Is it like we breathe all the time, but we never feel that we are breathing? I often feel grateful, but what touches us on weekdays is often the kind of kindness of Lei Feng. How can we forget the sun in the sky and the clear water on the ground? !

I like talking to him. He talked in detail.

It's a pity that there are many people in China, but they just live in places that are not suitable for human survival. This is fate, just like those wild thorns that grow in cracks in rocks. Plant crops on barren, barren and thirsty land, because it is bound to be thin and can only be widely planted, and so is human beings. The more difficult it is to survive, the more it is necessary to reproduce. What kind of living environment has what kind of life experience. The roots of the wild Vitex negundo in the crevices are like claws, with hard texture and few branches and leaves, which vibrate like metal in the wind. In jia county, looking at the old woman with bent waist and toothless mouth, still sitting in front of the cave, scraping potato skins with a knife, looking at the thin and lonely men by the river, waving hoes and planing the ground, you will sigh for their situation, but you can't help but be moved by the tenacity of their lives.

Why and how to live, most people don't know and don't pay attention to it, but life is like this. Is there a hierarchy, just like grass, which grows green in spring and turns yellow in winter?

The difficulty of survival will inevitably lead to fear in life, and temples are the product of human fear, so jia county has Baiyun Temple.

We are an agricultural country, the land provides us with everything, and the farmers are kind and hardworking. However, for a long time, the countryside is the most backward place, and farmers are the poorest people. Although we all know that changes like China are not as great as those in Shi Kejian, everything is full of vitality and chaos. People are stirring things up, and things are stirring people up, so they can only rush up and hold them. However, after solving the problem of farmers' eating in rural areas, the state's attention shifted to cities. What should I do in the countryside? Farmers not only eat their stomachs, but the gourd in the water will sink to the end forever if it is pressed down? In the new century, my father passed away. After his father died, Jia's prestige in Dihua Street began to decline, and Dihua Street seemed to have a short period of prosperity. There are no mineral deposits and industries here. After the limited land exerts its potential to the extreme, the grain output will no longer increase, while chemical fertilizers, pesticides, seeds and various taxes and fees will rise rapidly, and the countryside has become a flood discharge pool for all social pressures. This system loosens management. The old things have faded away, like overflowing water. New things haven't come yet, and when they come, they can't be caught. The wind blows in all directions. Farmers are a group of chickens with wrinkled feathers and faltering feet. They can't hold on to the land any more. They fled the land step by step, although they were indigenous.

Did the monk come back begging at the foot of the mountain?

He walked a lot on the thick fallen leaves, and the hem of his robe made the broken leaves jump behind him, covering the ground softly, as beautiful as gold and silver. He walked slowly forward, perhaps twisting beads, without stopping or looking back.

There is light in front of the monk.

I know this monk. He is the sexual cloud of Wuzhen Temple. Wuzhen Temple is on a high mountain in Lantian. He is the only monk in the temple. I have been to the temple three times, and every time I come back, I write down the words in the Buddhist book: Be patient, just like the earth, be quiet, hide, just like the earth.

If you love reading strange books and don't remember them at first, you will never be surprised to hear strange things.

Open your mouth and laugh, except eating and drinking.

Have a good sleep in the dark as soon as you close your eyes.

We said to him, fire, water and Hebei, Baoding Dancheng, closed-door cultivation should be over, right? He said: where is the closed-door practice? Moving firewood and carrying water is nothing more than a thoroughfare. We all laughed, and he also smiled, smiling so flatly and brilliantly.

I think, a real genius, time will not be mistreated, his paintings will win more people's hearts, and he will certainly have a great impact on society. Of course, this influence is not a market influence, but an artistic influence.

There should be no resentment. People can hardly be satisfied in any society. We envy Confucius in the Spring and Autumn Period and say that the world is getting worse. Confucius yearned for the Zhou Dynasty, and Boyi Shu Qi of the Zhou Dynasty also said: Today it is dark, and Zhou De is declining. Qi Baishi did not conform to the trend when he debuted. There are no big paintings and daily themes, but it opens a new world. Of course, Qi Baishi is an old man sitting in a vegetable garden, and Huaiyi's "February Bookstore" is a log cabin. They may only enjoy a small reputation today, but who can expect to remain famous tomorrow?

You are in awe of everyone, so you naturally think of the teachings of Buddhism and realize that generals, thieves, philosophers and prostitutes are all experiencing life in their own way. You will suddenly eliminate the hierarchy and the boundary between ugliness and beauty and treat everything calmly and peacefully.

Entering this state, you suddenly smiled: Why am I looking at people here? Aren't other people in the street watching me, too? Therefore, when you look at the person who is looking at you, you will nod and even feel shy. You will all look up at the sky and see a god looking at you and me. God was speechless and looked coldly at the busy people in the world. At this point, your realm is sublimated again. In a trance, you are the God who looks at all this, and you realize how boring and meaningful it is to live, and how simple and complicated the world is. Looking at other people's scenery in the street like this is like reading a history, a philosophy. From then on, when you look at problems and do things, your mind will be less narrow-minded, your vision will be less short-sighted, you will not be intrigued for petty profits, you will not be arrogant and depressed because of temporary honor and disgrace. Since people came to this world like ants, they suddenly died, gathered and dispersed. In just a few decades, they should be comfortable, they should be chic, and each of them will live a full life. This is the whole meaning of survival.

I didn't come so soon, but I heard that you made a mistake, and I didn't know what it was, so I came to you in case you were okay. I saw an article in the newspaper in the street the day before yesterday. I think it's no big deal. You are so smooth, you won't achieve much without several setbacks! Of course, we won't make trouble if it's okay. Don't be afraid if something happens. What others say, you should have an independent mind. Life is divided into three sections and four sections. How can we always walk on a smooth road? Only by doing this can you set foot on the steps. If you want to work with peace of mind all your life, don't be fooled by temporary gains and losses. That's what I want to tell you. Drink today and get rid of all your troubles. Come on, you drink. I want to drink, too. "

Chess is a national quintessence, but it is not as early as Weiqi, which has gradually become an elegant thing for high-level people. However, chess seems to be a mystery in Xian Yigui, Xian Yi and Xian Yi. Go has no name. A chess piece is a chess piece, and a son is a man. People can occupy the position left and right, as long as they are around. Chess has handsome chess, cars have pawns, grades are clear and restrictions are clear. The reason why China's chess is enduring from generation to generation may be that some people in China love politics too much. They like to do it themselves, Shuai Shuai's, and adjust their horses. Noble people, in order to show their own strategy of governing the country and leveling the world again; As for civilians, what they do is a kind of spiritual enjoyment, so that there is a saying in the dictionary, "Look at the overall situation with your eyes and have strategies in your chest." Therefore, there are often: "X can be an official, and I will be one, better than him!" People in China are impetuous now, which is the fundamental reason. There were people who made it clear in ancient times, and now there are people everywhere who don't do practical things and talk big. Are those people who watch games in ancient and modern times? Therefore, good players have experience: the more viewers, the less they can listen to their instructions; One person is a set of skills, maybe one person is a rough idea, and three people disagree and cancel each other out. Although people have been addicted to disguised politics on the chessboard, China people are China people after all. They don't have their own strength, fierce potential and arrogance. So there are often words like "I give up your two horses" and "I will kill you with half my strength". If the other side doesn't give alms, they won't die at once, deliberately play with them, or eat all the other side's pieces as soon as possible. The result is only the chessboard. Once you meet a strong player, you will be "too nervous, indecisive, confused and lose your level." I really doubt the coach of China football team.

It is often not the big fish that can flutter or splash some water on the water. Most big fish live in deep water.

He is a stubborn and independent thinker. If you expect him to bend the rules, or ask him to do something, it will always be a mud cow into the sea. Everyone who met him for the first time thought he was a cold bookworm, but in fact he had been together for a long time. His principles, irreconcilability, frankness and kindness, and his rigidity and meanness all make his character very attractive.

His knowledge is quite rich. As long as he is interested, he can enter anything, which has a great influence on me. Every summer, his best way to escape the heat is to shut himself in his study and write a monograph, and don't pass on this secret more than once. His dance research monographs, painting series articles, seven or eight books of the Book of Changes, and learning piano and computer were all completed in dog days. Being able to calm down and settle down immediately is what distinguishes him from others. Insisting on his own thinking and acting independently is an important reason for his academic achievements.

Literary creation, like sports, needs consciousness. For real life, the stronger this awareness is, the more you can grasp the overall structure and local details of the work. This kind of consciousness comes from the deep accumulation of life and the deep understanding of life, which also has the inside story of the work. Whether the works are profound or not is not based on the size of courage, and the writer's literary talent is not equal to arrogance. China's literature for thousands of years, such as Tao Yuanming, Bai Juyi, Su Shi, Liu Zongyuan, Han Yu, Sima Qian, Cao Xueqin and Pu Songling, reflects the ethereal nature, society and life, and is in the same strain. Emptiness and spirit are a great wealth of China literature.

On the morning I left Erlang Town, I stood on the bridge of Chishui River and looked back at the town. I remembered the old man's words again. Yes, the old man said well. Standing here, Beijing is remote, Shanghai is remote, and all places are remote.