I'm afraid the Zhuangzi in this picture doesn't quite fit your imagination. Zhuangzi is a "country saint" who likes to "fool" others. Why is he so serious? Perhaps a saint just has such a noble mentality: look at the world as you like, and the world will be timid when it looks at him.
Zhuangzi's expression is strange, because I can't imagine his image. Confucius seems to be always solemn and sometimes humorous; Mencius was aggressive; Han Feizi is cold and has no talent; But what about Zhuangzi? His expression is too rich, one moment he is a sharp life anatomist, and the other moment he is a poet who indulges in the past; One is a boatman and an idle fisherman on the water, and the other is a bored poor man sitting in front of a mud house; Sometimes he travels far away, and sometimes Chi sits at home and records his thoughts magnificently-we really can't define his image. He is too rich, too romantic, too lyrical, too eclectic, or sometimes too out of line.
Another uniqueness of Zhuangzi is that he is the only one among the pre-Qin philosophers who spoke to us ordinary people instead of the emperor. When others were talking about how to "govern the people" in the impatient ears of the governors, Zhuangzi turned around and told us earnestly and excitedly how to save himself and get out of trouble, how to maintain peace and purity of mind in chaos, how to maintain inner self-esteem and self-love in an ugly world, how to be at a loss about the times, how to lose nature, and how to "be comfortable" in the sinister situation of "nowhere to escape between heaven and earth"
We are very familiar with Zhuangzi's friend Keiko, but this is also Zhuangzi's only true friend. There are many arguments between the two men. Generally speaking, Hui Shi is realistic, empirical and abides by the boundary between things and me; Zhuangzi thinks deeply, talks about understanding, and argues for mastering things. Therefore, Hui Shi sarcastically said that Zhuangzi's remarks were too big and inappropriate, so they were abandoned; Zhuangzi retorted that Keiko was blocked by Mao Ze and was ignorant and stubborn. The two were suspicious before they were born and were not very friendly. Keiko suspects that Zhuangzi is trying to steal his photo, while Zhuangzi says with malicious intent that Keiko is an eagle who treats rotten mice as a good meal. But after Keiko's death, Zhuangzi was very sad, and it was hard to stop sighing at Keiko's grave, taking "I lost my quality" as a metaphor. Hang this old rival. Because no one argued with him except Keiko. This also shows his lonely mood at that time. I also think that among the pre-Qin philosophers, in terms of the scope and depth of their works, apart from Laozi, there is only the debate and dialogue between Zhuang Hui and Zhuangzi.
Zhuangzi is tired, and he is already homesick. Facing the hometown that disappears forever, he can only sing eternal love songs to the sunset, and no longer hope to live in peace; Facing the long history full of tears and blood, he sang and cried. What a sad tone. He sang and turned around. He wandered all his life in rivers and lakes where emperors could not find him. At the end of his wanderings, he walked into eternity and into the memories handed down from generation to generation. Yes, his tree will never die, and his thoughts are just like his own words: "I don't know if my salary is exhausted."