Since we have chosen the long road, we have to go through hardships and hardships
Brew a cup of strong American coffee. It feels good without any additions. It is simple and neat, just to refresh and relax the mind. The characters jump on the screen, reflecting the big and small things in the world. Is what the short-sighted eye sees nothing more than joys and sorrows? This hour of writing seems to sum up a lifetime of events. Just like the wormhole mentioned in astrophysics, a long distance is folded up like paper, and point A to point B turns out to be very close.
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After a year of tossing back and forth, it’s the end of the year again. The new year is about to begin, and there are many new dreams and plans. There are too many year-end sentiments and New Year messages in the circle of friends. I'm too embarrassed to write anything. What I want to say has been expressed by them.
This year I went to some new places, met some new friends, gained some new feelings, and my mind grew richer. I am not a person who is good at dancing. I occasionally move according to my heart. Sometimes I want to paint, sometimes I want to write songs, and sing that incongruous tune to the empty silence in the mountains. Although I have not written a song, I believe that I am a song. My words can become a river.
Just rewind the journey of 2015. There were some ups and downs at the beginning of the year, and then it was still ups and downs. By the end of the year, it was also ups and downs. The mood in it is like a person drinking water, knowing whether it is warm or cold. Looking back, my mood is no longer as volatile as it was then. I summed it up with one sentence: "These are far from the most difficult years in my life." Then I felt suddenly enlightened.
Since 2016 has arrived exactly as promised, I will definitely devote myself to it regardless of my own safety. 2016 is far from a difficult year in life. In this case, there seems to be nothing to worry about.
We go to get off work from 9 to 5 and live step by step in the city. It seems to be the most normal law in the balanced universe, and it is also the stability that people dream of. Outside this siege, there are indeed people who walk every night and never stay anywhere. You must also have such a dream, but unfortunately, time is the most regrettable thing. No matter how rich you are, you can't buy back those years when dreams are horses. Time passes bit by bit, and I don’t know from which day, all the dreams are disappearing bit by bit, taking root and spreading like trees, being tightened like screws, whether they are big screws, small screws, or screws. Anyway, it’s a sentence: Flowers bloom again, but people never have youth. Time flies so fast that I feel like crying without any tears, and decades pass by without realizing it, and I just live my life in such a mediocre way.
Many people talk about dreams and living to this day. At this moment, after drinking a cup of coffee, I know that dreams are really not about money. TA can make people feel calm after their blood boils, just like molten steel in a furnace poured into a lake, from hot and violent to eternal calm and calm. You can say that this is just pretending, and I don’t need to explain much. Those who need explanations must be strangers, and there will always be a moment of separation in strangers.
Wandering in the wilderness like a wandering ghost, as free as a knight, writing the poem I want to write, spending a whole day constructing a photo, facing the sunset, using my body temperature to feel the changes in color temperature, and tuning the most delicate pigments. I will surely be able to compete with the sun and the moon, and talk to the stars in the Milky Way. This is so damn cool.
Where is the competition between people? I had a conversation with a friend earlier, and we all felt that: people first compare with money, then they compare with possessions, and then they compare with cultivation.
I think it makes sense. The subscription number "Gui Jiao Qi" I added a long time ago became a monk on New Year's Day. He seemed to no longer need to compare money and possessions with others, and began to pursue the supreme belief and practice. In an era when everything can be framed, I really hope that monks can truly live up to their original intention of becoming a monk and not use the glory of the sacred temple to gild themselves. This is the greatest immeasurable merit. In this era, everyone seems to reprint some scriptures and scriptures to show that they are enlightened, noble in spirit, and teachable.
Cultivation does not need to be visible, nor does it need to be known to passersby. Don't be surprised by favor or disgrace, watch the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court; have no intention of leaving or leaving, watch the clouds rolling and relaxing in the sky.
Life is like an egg. When it encounters the right temperature, it will hatch into a chick. If it is too hot or too cold, it will turn yellow. This is a line from the recent popular drama "Don't Believe in Tears". There is a supporting role played in the play. The protagonists are all snobbishly playing games, fighting wits and courage with their opponents quickly and cleverly, but all of them are defeated. Only those eggs that felt like they couldn't keep up eventually hatched into chicks, and those who thought they were swans, relying on their IQ and beauty to compete with each other, couldn't fly in the end.
Fortunately, I have an average IQ and no beauty.
(Since we have chosen the long road, we have to go through hardships and hardships.)