Number one: the sky.
Author: Guo Chuan
The past is called fleeting time, and the rest is called memory. Looking up, I can't bear the blue and white sky overhead.
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As for the memory of the sky, winter is different from summer, and there is a great difference between north and south.
In my impression, the winter sky is always as dark as death, and that bleak and cold feeling forces you to look at him for an instant. In this case, people will always deliberately avoid it. The summer sky is an unpredictable spirit, which often makes people get lost in its trap.
When I was very young, I liked to sit on the balcony and watch the sky when I was bored.
I took my eyes off all the buildings and looked at the sky and the big white clouds. It seems like an hour, but I never thought I would learn any philosophy of life from it. No daydreaming, just staring blankly. When I returned to reality, I felt very comfortable and happy.
Wait a little longer, and then you will have your own ideas.
I have never been to grassland, so I imagine the sky as grassland; I have never seen the sea, so I imagine the sky as the sea again. When I look at this vast and deep sky, I often feel that I am wandering in it. But at this moment, no matter how I look up, my eyes can no longer escape those tall buildings. So whenever I ride a horse on the grassland or swim in the sea, these buildings are undoubtedly like big stones hanging over my head. At first, I was worried that they would fall and kill me at some point. Fortunately, they never fall, although sometimes they feel the stones shaking because of dizziness.
But sometimes, I wonder why those hanging stones don't fall. After this, will the world I live in become a new sky? This naive idea has puzzled me for many years, and it often comes out involuntarily after wandering in space every time. So when I came back to reality, I felt relaxed and confused at the same time.
A little bigger, I have more and more ideas.
At this time, I don't have much leisure time to observe the sky. If I look at the sky for more than ten minutes, then I think there is only one possibility-my eyes are tired after playing games at noon, and I don't want to attend classes in the afternoon, so I have to look out the window. The unsolved mystery of that year has long been forgotten. At this moment, all I think about is how to upgrade the game and how to strengthen the equipment.
People are like this, always paying attention to what is in front of them. The past is a drop of sweat, which has evaporated without a trace.
In recent years, I have been out of touch with the sky.
We are two worlds, there will be no intersection, so there will be no feelings.
I don't know when I began to like watching the sky again. Maybe I'm no longer obsessed with games, or maybe I'm influenced by various shocks in real life.
When you are tired of a virtual world, the real society will not make people feel any satisfaction. At this time, I want to escape, but I can't escape back to the world I abandoned. I just need another new virtual world to paralyze myself.
Therefore, I often meditate and observe the astronomical phenomena. I think of life, abandonment, death, fear, and all the abstract and terrible things that are divorced from the real world. In my opinion, they are all very sad and charming images.
Bad luck, the trick of fate brought me to Xi 'an.
When I first arrived in Xi 'an, what shocked me most was not its majestic ancient city wall, nor the terracotta warriors and horses in the bell tower and drum tower, but the sky in this place. That kind of dead gray will drive people to death.
I thought that the blue sky under the plain terrain could make this distant place more magnificent, but it turned out that I was wrong. Whether it's sunny or cloudy, looking around, the whole sky has a trend of "dark clouds pressing the city to destroy", which presses on people's chest and makes people breathless.
At this time, I was thinking, how can I conceive the boldness and roughness of northern Shaanxi in such ghost weather?
It seems that the sky is no longer the sky, nor can it bring me any enlightenment and reverie. It reminds me of escape. Yes, leave here as soon as possible.
Strangely, listening to Vae's Luzhou Moon in this place has a special feeling. I also want to know why, in this case, it is not the birch forest in Pu Shu or the cloudy day in Karen Mok that makes me emotional. Is this the so-called homesickness complex?
I smiled. It seems that I really have some teenagers.
The mood of escape lasted until the early autumn.
One morning, I got up early. The weather is fine these days, and there is no sign of smog. I breathe the cool and fresh air around me and feel quite happy. Walking on the big stairs out of the dormitory, I inadvertently looked up at the sky. The red sun came out slowly, much like a shy girl. Unlike the plot in the movie-there are soft clouds around, but the red light is enough to dye the mist around. The surrounding sky was red, a dreamlike scene. From that moment on, I like the sky here.
In the days to come, I began to pay close attention to the sky I had misunderstood. And she seems to be a different person, just like the golden flower mother-in-law in Eternal Love, who is still a beauty after taking off the mask.
A long time ago, I doubted the phrase "There is no cloud in Wan Li" and thought it was melodramatic. Because I have never seen the clear sky in Wan Li since I was a child, even if I have seen it on TV, so I don't think there can be a cloudless sky in Wan Li in this world. But in the next few days, she completely subverted this belief of mine. On that day, for the first time in my life, I tasted the so-called "cloudless Wan Li in crisp autumn"-there really wasn't even a cloud in the sky. The whole sky is blue. But I dare not say that she is blue, because there seems to be a veil in the sky. But this does not affect people's mood of watching movies, just as a sexy beauty can only be tempted through a layer of gauze, and clothes are not attractive. The veiled sky is more mysterious and fascinating, as if it were another Shangri-La on earth.
As we all know, Qiu Lai in the north can't go anywhere. The beauty lasted less than a month and ended youth in an autumn rain. Instead, it is still her golden flower mother-in-law status and sentimental face.
Few people used to care about her appearance, but now people only complain about her smelly face. But no matter how cold the world is, I miss her so much at the moment. At least in the crisp autumn season, she is so cute and playful.
Postscript: I often dream that I am running in different landscapes, sometimes desert, sometimes grassland and sometimes snow. I don't understand why I always run in such a desolate place. They really make people feel tired and lonely. But now I seem to understand some things, perhaps because they are vast enough that the sky is not covered everywhere, so I am excited when I see the sky and want to run when I see it.
There is no end, no purpose, just running, running towards the sky.
Chapter 2: The Sky of Yoga
The original meaning of yoga is "harmony" and "harmony". Yoga practice in ancient India, originally intended to pursue the perfect combination of self and heaven and earth, gradually evolved into a method of nourishing the heart, consisting of breathing, meditation and meditation.
Yoga is divided into "body yoga" and "mind yoga". When practicing yoga, the mind should completely get rid of material interference, and can observe itself with pure ideas, so that the senses are in a transcendental joy, thus gaining a high taste of wisdom and personality.
"Body Yoga" is a kind of physical exercise to strengthen the body, and it is an aerobic exercise with static and dynamic. "Spiritual Yoga" pursues a free and easy lifestyle, and it is a kind of life pride that laughs at the wind and despises the clouds. It is to find and feel the glorious state of life through the dust of years.
Modern society is a world full of competition. It's natural selection, survival of the fittest. The intense and fast-paced life makes people feel depressed and exhausted, which is one of the manifestations of "sub-health". And know that life is full of tension, the full moon will lead to loss, and truly mature people will know how to adjust themselves, combine labor, venting and entertainment, and not force themselves to pursue super-power goals.
People's life is often full of many frustrations, guilt, confusion and helplessness, so they are often bound in their own "spiritual prison" and even "sit in the well and watch the sky". Therefore, I think the normal mind is a kind of "Tao", which is the kind of understanding feeling of seeing mountains or mountains and water or water.
So in my spare time, I will go to a regular yoga studio with my backpack, and slowly enter the world of yoga with the teacher's beat in soft and soothing music. I let my limbs relax, stretch and change, as if jumping lightly in nature, like fish playing in the water. It's like coming to the endless sea and walking on the soft beach. The sea kisses your barefoot, and the sea breeze blows slowly, gently lifting your skirt and stroking your hair in the wind. I slowly sort out my thoughts and wander in the boundless "still world", so that my heart will no longer be lost in the forest of desire, and I will gently sweep the dusty heart and find the original purity and tranquility.
In the music all over the sky, I seem to have come to the lotus pond full of lotus leaves. Under the moon, the lotus pond has the charm of moonlight on the lotus pond written by prose writer Zhu Ziqing. "The next day, the lotus leaf was infinitely bright, and the lotus reflected the sun with a different kind of red." In the lotus leaf field, a dragonfly has already stood on the top. When the evening breeze strikes, the lotus flowers stained with mud quietly bloom and the fragrance floats. The whole world is so quiet and beautiful. It falls like spring flowers and autumn leaves, and it is like grass stubbornly drilling in the cracks, which contains natural faith and hope. I seem to understand the search and desire of the soul after years of elutriation, which makes the soul alive and full of bright colors.
A person's life is like a journey, with countless bumps and mud along the way, as well as endless spring flowers and autumn fruits. Everyone's life experience is different, but fate is fair. When one door closes for you, another window will open for you, and the sky outside the window may be higher. The key is to see whether you can sharpen a strong heart and a pair of wise eyes, and whether you can find the brilliant starry sky through the dust of the years. So don't complain about how life treats you, ask how you treat life. It is precisely "planting action will harvest habits, planting habits will harvest character, and planting character will harvest fate", psychologist and philosopher William? James said.
Therefore, no matter what life is like, no matter what life experience is, the so-called "holding the moon in your hand" means cherishing what you have gained, learning to forget what you have lost, creating a healthy and uplifting mentality for yourself and finding a quiet and indifferent harbor for your soul. Perhaps it is "suspicious no way back, there is another village." This is also the world of yoga that we are pursuing, the sky of yoga!
Chapter 3: Looking up at the sky
We all exist in our own way, each pursuing a distant dream. Although a little unrealistic, we still persist, work hard and exist for our dreams. I am far away from my dream, depressed and sad, and my tears will roll out rudely.
Dear dream catcher, don't worry, look up at the sky. There are always white clouds in the sky, as soft and comfortable as cotton candy, and there are always birds flying away in despair. Looking up at the sky is the most beautiful gesture.
Why do flowers always bloom beautifully in the sky? The steps are sunflowers. Where there is the sun, it goes. Because flowers also know that on the way to chasing dreams, no matter how happy or sad, no matter how bumpy the journey is, they don't forget to set aside a little time and look up at the sky. There is always something you want in the sky. Looking up at the sky is always the most beautiful gesture.
Looking up at the sky is always the most beautiful gesture. You have been wronged in your dream pursuit, so you can cry out loud. The sky is big, big, big enough to hold all your grievances and tears. In any case, the sky still exists, the sky is still clear, and Wan Li will still be with you.
The sky always tells you with actions all the time: sometimes it rains, sometimes it thunders, sometimes it blows, sometimes it snows: the sun shines high on the earth for a long time, and the rainbow spans the sky for a long time. Looking up at the sky is the most beautiful attitude to experience.
This is common sense that everyone knows after the rain clears. Whether you look at it or not, it's there, never giving up, and my heart will always be towards you. The sky is also a paradise for dream-chasing children, and you can make trouble without reason; You can cry and make a scene; You can use up the dirtiest words in the world, but after the noise, pack up your appearance and get ready to go, remember to bring a smile and continue to chase your dreams! Looking up at the sky is the most beautiful gesture.
Looking up at the sky is the most beautiful gesture. No matter whether you are smart, talented, or as miserable as the little match girl, please don't worry. Look at the sky when you are free, and it will always tell you a satisfactory answer. Looking up at the sky is always the most beautiful gesture.
Looking up at the sky is the most beautiful gesture. No matter how great the achievement, no matter how much gold, silver and jewelry, no matter how much interpersonal relationship, people who don't know how to relax themselves are all losers. Only by knowing how to look up at the sky can we have a perfect life. Children who pursue dreams, don't rush to pursue dreams. Please put down your work, open the window and look up at the sky. The sky is so vast and blue. Looking up at the sky is the most beautiful gesture.