Swallows have gone, and there is a time to come again; Willow withered, there is a time to green again; The peach blossom withered, but it blossomed again. But, smart, tell me, why are our days gone forever? Someone stole them: who is that? Where is it hidden? They escaped by themselves: where are they now?
I don't know how many days they gave me; But my hands are getting empty. Counting silently, more than 8 thousand days slipped away from me quietly; Like a drop of water on the tip of a needle in the sea, my days are dripping in the stream of time, without sound or shadow. I can't help bursting into tears.
Go wherever you go, and come wherever you come; What's the hurry between going and coming? When I get up in the morning, two or three sunsets shoot into the hut. The sun has feet, and it has moved gently and quietly; I also follow the rotation blankly. So-when washing your hands, the days pass from the basin; When eating, the days pass from the rice bowl; When I was silent, I passed by my eyes. I think he is in a hurry. When I reached out to cover my arm, he passed by the covered hand again. When I was lying in bed at dark, he passed me and flew away from my feet. When I open my eyes and see the sun again, it will be a new day. I covered my face and sighed. But the shadow of the new day began to flash with a sigh.
What can I do in the days when I fly away, in the world of thousands of families? Only wandering, only running; In the rush of more than 8,000 days, what is left except wandering? The past days, like smoke, were scattered by the breeze, like fog, evaporated by Chu Yang; What traces did I leave? Did I leave traces like hairspring? I came into this world naked, and I will go back naked in the blink of an eye? But it can't be flat. Why did you come for nothing this time?
You are very clever. Tell me, why are our days gone forever?
(2) Bing Xin, who is delirious on his deathbed.
Suddenly woke up, the window was still dark, only a street lamp hung high, and countless dazzling lights broke out in the distance!
My flying mind has fallen into a painful body again.
I suddenly remembered a few words from Lao Tzu:
I am in great trouble, I have a body; I have no body. What's wrong with me?
At this time, I felt the pain of the body to human beings. And human beings also have mental pain! If you are worried about your country, where will you go ... if you are worried about your spring, you will be sad about your autumn. ...
Everything in the universe is heartless: the sun, the moon, the river, the spring in Qiu Lai, flowers blooming and falling, all of which follow the laws of nature. Only one person in the world-the spirit of all things, will give their feelings to ruthless things! The phrase "Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sorrows" is unknown to Qian Qian at all times and all over the world. In short, it is precisely because of people with thoughts and feelings that there will be joys and sorrows. "War and peace" and "Love and death are eternal themes".
I envy those planets without human beings!
I'm sober.
I woke up from a high fever, opened my eyes and saw smiling faces of relief and joy guarding my loved ones by the bed. I turned my head and saw many bottles of flowers on the bedside table: roses, chrysanthemums, cyclamen, calla lilies ... there were many letters of condolence next to them ... I once again fell into the world of love and flowers-this world is better with human beings!
3. Sunrise at Sea, Ba Jin
I often get up early to watch the sunrise. It was still dark at that time, and it was quiet around. There is only the sound of machines on board. The sky is still light blue, and the color is very light. In the blink of an eye, a Xia Hong appeared on the horizon, slowly expanding the scope and strengthening the light. I knew the sun was going to rise on the horizon, so I didn't look there in the blink of an eye. Sure enough, after a while, half of the sun's face appeared in that place. Red is Zhen Hong, but there is no light. The sun seems to be struggling to rise slowly step by step. Finally, it finally broke through the clouds and jumped out of the sea completely, with a lovely red color. In an instant, this crimson round thing suddenly shone brightly, making people's eyes ache, and the clouds beside it suddenly became dazzling. Sometimes the sun goes into the clouds, but its light comes down from the clouds and hits the water directly. It's not easy to tell clear water from sky at this time, because I only see a light. Sometimes there are dark clouds on the horizon, and the clouds are thick. When the sun comes out, people can still see it. However, the sun's radiation in the dark clouds passed through the encirclement of the dark clouds and set them with glowing Phnom Penh. Later, the sun slowly rushed out of the tight encirclement and appeared in the sky, even dyeing the dark clouds purple or red. At this time, not only the sun, clouds and sea water shine, but also I become bright. Isn't this a great spectacle?
Chun Zhu came uninvited.
Looking forward to, looking forward to, the east wind is coming, and the pace of spring is approaching.
Everything looked like I had just woken up, and I opened my eyes with joy. The mountains are moist, the water is long, and the sun is blushing.
The grass crawled out of the soil, tender and green. In the garden and in the field, look, there are many such trees. Sit, lie down, roll twice, kick a few balls, run a few laps, grab a few laps. The wind is quiet and the grass is soft.
Peach trees, apricot trees and pear trees are all in full bloom, and you won't let me or I won't let you. Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay and white is like snow. With the fragrance of flowers, when I close my eyes, the trees seem to be full of peaches, Xinger and pears. Hundreds of bees are buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of different sizes are flying around. Wildflowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, named and unnamed, scattered in the grass, like eyes, like stars, still flashing.
"Blowing your face is not cold, willow trees become a shade", yes, like a mother's hand touching you. The wind brought the smell of new ploughing, mixed with the smell of grass, and the fragrance of various flowers, all brewing in the slightly humid air. Birds nest in flowers and leaves. They are very happy. Calling friends proudly showed off her crisp voice and sang melodious songs, which set each other off in harmony with the light wind and flowing water. The piccolo of the shepherd boy on the cow's back rang all day at this time.
Rain is the most common and lasts for three or two days. Don't be annoyed, you see, it is like cow hair, like a needle, like a filament, densely woven into a diagonal, and there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof. The leaves are bright green, and the grass is green to the eyes. At night, the lights turned on, and a little dim light set off a quiet and peaceful night. Going to the countryside, on the path, by the stone bridge, people walk slowly with umbrellas; There are also farmers working in the fields, wearing hemp fiber and hats. Their thatched cottage is sparse and silent in the rain.
There are more kites in the sky and more children on the ground. In urban and rural areas, every household, old and young, came out one by one, as if in a hurry. Relax, be full of energy and do your own thing. "A year's plan lies in spring"; At the beginning, there is plenty of time and hope.
Spring is like a newborn doll. It's new from head to toe and still growing.
Spring is like a little girl, dressed up and walking with a smile.
Spring is like a strong young man with iron arms, waist and feet. He led us forward.
5. Snowy Yu Qiu
Beautiful snowflakes are flying. I haven't seen you for three years.
Last year in Fujian, it seemed a little later than now, and I also saw snow. But that's snow on the top of the mountain in the distance, not flying snowflakes. On the plain, it only occasionally sprinkles a few drops with the rain and never falls to the ground. Its color is gray, not white; Its weight is like raindrops, and it can't fly. As soon as it landed, it immediately melted into water, jumping or sighing without trace, just like when it snowed in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. This kind of snow, the old Fujian people I met for the first time in 40 years, can certainly feel special significance and talk about it with relish, but in my opinion, it is always boring. It snows in Fujian, but I don't think so.
I like the flying snowflakes in Shanghai. It is "snow-white" white, as beautiful as a flower. It seems to be lighter than air, not falling from the air, but being rolled up from the ground by the air. However, it is like a living creature, like a group of gnats (ruì) at dusk in summer, like bees in the honey-picking period in spring. It is busy flying, up or down, fast or slow, or sticking to people, or squeezing into the cracks, and seems to have its own will and purpose. It is silent. But when it flies, we seem to hear the cries and footsteps of millions of people, the rough sea, the roar of the forest, and sometimes it seems to hear the whispers of children, the quiet evening prayers in the chapel, the cheerful birds singing in the garden ... It brings gloom and cold. But in its flying posture, we saw a charitable mother, a lively child, smiling flowers, warm sun, silent sunset ... it didn't breathe. But when it jumped on our faces, we seemed to smell the fresh air in the wilderness, the elegant orchids in the valley, the rich roses in the garden, and the faint jasmine ... During the day, it made thousands of beautiful gestures; At night, it gives off silver light, shines on our pedestrians, and draws all kinds of flowers and trees on our glass windows, oblique, straight, curved and upside down. And the river, the clouds in the sky …
6. Love (Zhang Ailing)
There is a well-off girl in the village who is very beautiful. Many people came to be matchmakers, but they didn't say anything. That year, she just
Fifteen or sixteen years old, it was a spring night, and she was standing at the back door with a peach tree in her hand. She remembers wearing a white shirt.
. The young man who lives across the hall met her, but never said hello. He came and stood not far away.
Then he said softly, "Oh, are you here, too?" She didn't say anything, and he didn't say anything. He stood for a while.
Yes, they walked away.
That's it.
Later, this woman was abducted by relatives and sold to other counties as a concubine. She was resold again and again and experienced countless adventures.
When she is old, she still remembers the past. She often talks about the peach trees at the back door on that spring night.
Next, that young man.
Meet the person you want to meet among thousands of people. In thousands of years, in the boundless wilderness of time, there is no earlier step.
There is nothing to say, just ask softly, "Oh, are you here?"
Meet the person you want to meet among thousands of people. In thousands of years, in the boundless wilderness of time, neither earlier nor later, you happened to catch up. There is nothing else to say, but gently ask, "Oh, are you there?"
7, window author: Qian Zhongshu
It's spring again, so the windows can be kept open. Spring comes in through the window, and people can't sit still in the house, so they go out through the door. But spring outside is so cheap! There is sunshine everywhere, not as bright as the darkness in the room. There is a lazy wind to the sun everywhere, which is not as lively as stirring a dull room. Even the birds' songs are trivial and thin, which needs the silence in the room to set off. Therefore, we understand that we should look at it in the window in spring, just like drawing with a picture frame. At the same time, we realize that doors and windows have different meanings. Of course, doors are used to let people in and out. However, windows can sometimes be used as entrances and exits. For example, thieves or lovers in novels like to climb windows. Therefore, the fundamental difference between a window and a door is not just whether someone comes in or someone goes out. According to the matter of enjoying spring, we might as well say: with the door, you can go out; With windows, we don't have to go out. The window opens the gap between nature and human beings, bringing in the wind and the sun, and sealing a part of spring in the house, so that we can sit and enjoy ourselves without looking out. Tao Yuanming, an ancient poet, has a good understanding of the spirit of this window. There are two sentences in "Going Home": "Leaning on the south window is proud, and the knees are comfortable." Doesn't mean you can live in a small house as long as you have a window overlooking it? He added, "Xia Yue is idle, lying high under the north window, and the breeze is rustling. Call yourself the master of Emperor Xi. " It means that as long as the window is ventilated, the small room can become a paradise; Although he is from Chaisang, he is nearby.
If there is Lushan Mountain, there is no need to go up for the summer. Therefore, doors let us pursue and express our desires, while windows let us possess and express our enjoyment. This difference is not only the opinion of people who live in the house, but also sometimes applies to people outside the house. An outsider, knocking at the door, has some demands and inquiries. He is a guest at most, and everything has to be decided by the master. On the other hand, a person who comes in through the window, whether stealing or cheating, has made up his mind to be your temporary host, ignoring your welcome and rejection. In Miao Sai's poem "What is a Girl's Dream", there is a quip that my father opened the door and invited his material husband (materiel epoux), but the ideal lover always came in through the window. In other words, the son-in-law who comes in through the front door is just a formal son-in-law. Although she is favored by her husband, she still needs to win her own favor. If you come in through the back window, you are the true lover who the girls entrust their soul and body completely. When you enter the front door, you have to go through the porter's notice, and then wait for the host to appear, and you have to exchange a few greetings before you can explain your purpose. It's time-consuming and labor-intensive, so it's better to come in through the back window. It seems that the shortcut to learning still depends on the inspiration behind the book. If you look at the words in front, you will find it is too far. This, of course, is only the difference under normal social conditions. In abnormal times such as war, the house itself can't be saved, let alone the doors and windows! All the houses in the world have doors, but we can still see houses without windows. This shows that in the stage of human evolution, the window is higher than the family table. Doors are the needs of people who live in houses, and windows are somewhat extravagant. The original intention of a house is like a bird's nest or a den. When people come back for the night, closing the door is a kind of protection. However, the window is open on the wall, so that we can live without going out and closing the door during the day. Therefore, the house adds meaning to life. It is not only a place to shelter from the wind and rain and spend the night, but also a place for us to think, work, entertain and perform the tragicomedy of life from morning till night. Doors are the entrances and exits of people, and windows can be said to be the entrances and exits of the sky. The house is man-made, in order to avoid the threat of nature, we lured a corner of the sky into four stacks of walls and a roof window, tamed it and used it by people, just like we trapped wild horses and turned them into livestock. From then on, we can get in close contact with nature in the house without looking for light or changing the air. Light and air will find us. Therefore, human beings' victory over nature is also a window. However, this kind of victory is like a woman's victory over a man. On the surface, it seems to be a concession-people open the window to let the wind and sunshine in and occupy it. Who knows that people who come to occupy this place will be occupied by this place! As we said just now, doors are needed, and needs are not won by people. For example, eat when you are hungry and drink when you are thirsty. So, someone knocks at the door, and you have to answer it. Maybe Ibsen said that the next generation of young people want to rush in. Perhaps, as de Quincy said on the knock on the door after the murder, the world in broad daylight wants to enter the dark and evil world. Maybe the prodigal son comes home, or someone borrows money (or even collects debts). The more I don't know and dare not open it, the more I want to know and the more I want to open it. Even the voice of the postman knocking at the door every day, he fills you with hope with doubt, because you don't know and want to know what news he brings. It's not up to you to open and close the door. But what about the window? Get up early in the morning, just pull the curtain aside.
Something is greeting you outside the window, whether it is snow, fog, rain or sunny. Decide whether to open the window.
As mentioned above, windows are considered as luxury goods, and luxury goods are originally increased or decreased according to people's situation.
I often think that windows can be regarded as the eyes of a house. Liu Xi's translation: "Window, cluster also; Outside the endoscope, this is wise.
Mingya. "With Carol (gottfried
Keller) "Abendlied" begins with the so-called "double"
Pupils are like fencers, and the beautiful scenery is vivid. "Similarly, I only said-half. The eyes are the windows to the soul.
Households, we see the outside world and let people see our hearts; Eyes often follow the heart. So Meng
Zi thinks that lovers are not good at eyes, and maeterlinck's lovers can see how much love they have without closing their eyes and kissing.
Kiss less, rise from your heart to your mouth. When we talk to people with black glasses, we always feel that we can't figure out his intentions.
It's like he's wearing a mask and facing each other, that's why. According to ekman, in April of 1830.
Goethe's conversation on the 5th, Goethe hates all people who wear glasses, saying that they can clearly see the wrinkles on his face, but he
The glass sheets given to them are dazzling, and they can't see their mood. Windows allow people inside to look out, and at the same time,
Many outsiders can see inside, so people living in busy places should use curtains to protect their private lives. evening
Petitioners can roughly guess whether the host is at home by looking at the lights in the window, so they don't have to open the door and ask again.
It's like reading someone's mind from their eyes without waiting for them to speak. Closing the window is equivalent to closing your eyes. There are many sights between heaven and earth.
Elephants can only see with their eyes closed, such as dreams. If the noise outside the window is too loud, close the window to refresh yourself.
The soul is free to explore victory and meditate quietly. Sometimes, closing the window is related to closing your eyes. What do you think of the world outside the window?
Crossing the line doesn't give you any satisfaction. If you want to go back to your hometown, you should see your separated relatives and friends.
You want to sleep, close your eyes and look for it in your dreams, so you get up and close the window first. Because it has just entered the spring, there are still remnants.
It's cold, so the window can't be opened all day and all night.
8. Han Gan painted Ma Zan (Song) Su Shi
Four Horses in Han Gan: One is on the ground, and the other is in a hurry. If there is hope, it will be very long; First, if you want to get involved, you will be superior. If you choose what you want, you will not succeed. Secondly, in the water, the former looks back. If nasal language is used, the latter should not. You want to drink and stay.
If you think stables and horses are stable, there will be no shackles before, and then you will make policies; If you think a wild horse is also a wild horse, you shrug your ears, are rich and thin-tailed, and are all moderate, bare like a wise doctor and noble son, and get the moon first by being close to the water. Therefore, if you want to fight high, be far ahead, and be friends with elk, you can't get it when you die. It's a shame to talk until you die.
9, the lake pavilion to see the snow Zhang Dai'.
In December in Chongzhen, I lived by the West Lake. It snowed for many days, and the noise of pedestrians and birds in the lake disappeared. It was even more fixed, so I took a boat with my clothes on my arms and watched the snow in the middle of the lake alone on the fire. Wusong Miao people, the sky and clouds, mountains, and water are all white. The shadow on the lake is just the trace of a long beach, a small pavilion in the middle of the lake, a mustard and Yu Zhou, and there are only two or three people on board. On the gazebo, two people sat opposite each other. A boy was cooking wine and the stove was boiling. Seeing this, Yu was overjoyed and said, "How can there be such a person in the lake?" Pull me together and drink with me. Yu Qiang drank three large glasses of white wine and then said goodbye. He asked his last name, he was from Jinling, and he was a guest here. When he got off the boat, Zhou Zi murmured, "Don't say" xianggong "is crazy. There are more people like" xianggong "who are crazy."
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