Let life speak the right words all the time.

Let life speak the right words all the time.

Zhang Lijun

①

The sunshine is very good, and the air is filled with the fragrance of late opening.

②

I stood in front of a children's studio waiting for someone. Suddenly, a little girl rode her car in front of me and almost hit me. I left her in a hurry and didn't want her to follow me. I had to smile at her helplessly. She also smiled at me, a little girl like a fairy. "Aunt," she said to me, pointing to a huge photo two meters high on the outer wall of the studio, "this is me." I didn't notice this. It turns out that this girl riding a stroller is the little model in that huge advertisement! I looked at the photos, then at the girls around me, and kept praising "beautiful". The girl is very proud. Her head shakes like a happy puppy. At this moment, I can't help thinking of something that happened to Master nan huaijin.

(3) On one occasion, when nan huaijin was on a train, a young man sat next to him with a book in his hand, fascinated by it. Nan huaijin glanced at the book in his hand and casually asked, "Is it that good?" The young man replied positively that he had always enjoyed reading this writer's works. Nan huaijin said, "Oh. Then I will buy one in the future. " The author of that book is Nan Huai Jin.

(4) I like the little girl stubbornly chasing my strange aunt and inviting me to tell me that the photo on the wall is her because she is transparent; I also like that Nan Huai Jin never reveals that he is the author of that "good book". He kept silent because of his hints.

⑤ I can't accept that girls abandon innocence and play master depth; It is also unacceptable for a master to abandon his composure and introversion and play the simplicity of a girl.

⑥ I would like to imagine that the master once had an unadorned naive childhood, and was willing to spread his beautiful things, joys and blessings to the whole world, without fear of ridicule or jealousy. Just as flowers don't hide fragrance, a transparent heart doesn't hide scenery. So unreasonable and disorganized, anyway, it is to let the stroller rush to your feet, pester you and force you to sing hymns. This makes it easy for you to get pregnant with the old, and your rusty feeling suddenly becomes fresh and swaying in front of a blooming childlike innocence.

⑦ I prefer to imagine that girl practicing step by step until she learns to scorn the girl who is so eager to show off to passers-by in the depths of time. Master nan huaijin pays special attention to the "solemn feeling" of life, and a solemn life must abandon glitz and brush away dust. A person with a beautiful "spiritual goal" will certainly not be keen on catching cheap compliments and compliments in the ocean of life; Only vain people are so sticky, always trying to stick more appreciative eyes.

Walking in the world, how I wish I had a pair of hands that are good at capturing innocence. I am happy at this moment; Capture introversion and meditate at this moment. At the intersection of these two stories, I would like to try to embroider my own thoughts and tell myself that perhaps this shore was yesterday when I drifted away, and the other shore was the Ming Dynasty when I drifted away.

Take everything as a mirror to see its ever-changing heart. Not all "cuteness" is suitable for cellaring. At this time, the mouth is outspoken, and it may become vulgar and shallow. Manner is often "positively related" to one's self-knowledge. For an individual's life, there is neither eternal "innocence" nor innate "quiet introversion".

Pay attention to the life of conscious practice, you will speak the right language at all times, without affectation, exaggeration and publicity, and the most beautiful flowers will bloom in ironing.

(Selected from American Reading 2065438+May 2003, the selected text has been deleted. )