Life is a gorgeous summer flower, blooming in peace.
Heinrich B?ll, a Nobel Prize in Literature winner, once portrayed a fisherman who was in rags, dozing in the sun and unwilling to sail again in the novel What a Leisure Life. Compassionate tourists painted a bright future for him, only to find that the fisherman was already enjoying a quiet life after his success.
Many times, there seems to be an invisible fire in our bodies, which drives us to run forward, surpass or be surpassed by others. However, when you are mediocre, when you forget to smell the sunshine, when you no longer have a trace of peace of mind, then summer flowers will wither. Only peace can nourish it.
Protect peace of mind, let life embellish a little more amorous feelings. There is a saying in Taoism: "It is important to be light-rooted, and quietness is a manic monarch." This means that quietness is the master of impatience, and people should maintain a heavy and light mentality. It is true that we have a lot of things to do in life and a lot of pressure to bear. Sometimes we even feel like a top whipped by fate, spinning desperately, but we can't see clearly and can't grasp the direction of progress ... but in fact, the world is doing beautiful homework all the time, and only the soul nourished by peace can capture the beautiful breath.
When I walked through the flower bed, peace slowed the time by half a beat, so I saw carefree grass dancing in the wind; When I got home late at night, the peace made my tired eyes lift gently, so I saw a full moon hanging high in the night sky; When you are nervous and anxious, take a deep breath, and inner peace will let the clear spring of your mind flow out ... enjoy the peace of mind, just like the cold spring breeze blowing on your cheeks with wine, just like the delicate birds and flowers brought by the warm March current.
Napoleon, a lean man, dominated the battlefield all his life. After sweeping Italy, Egypt and Asia Minor, he shouted arrogantly: "I said I am Napoleon, I am Em-Peirol!" He let wars rage in countless peaceful homes, blue-green eyes shed tears, and twisted souls of the dead floated in the gilded sky. Yes, he became the emperor and won the supreme honor in his life, but what happened in the end? Napoleon wrote in his memory: "I have never had a really happy day in my life." Napoleon destroyed the peace in Europe, Asia and Africa, and his manic soul was finally punished and slowly poisoned in a lifeless prison.
"If there is an afterlife/I want to be a tree/I want to stand in an eternal posture/I have no sadness or joy/I am half peaceful in the dust/half flying in the wind/half shining in the shade/half bathed in the sunshine ..." Reading the poem Tell Yourself by Sanmao, I feel an indescribable peace. Life should be like this: make public without losing its authenticity, be bold and unrestrained without losing its tranquility! If you just blindly pursue sensory entertainment and lose a quiet heart, how can you become friends with the good birds on the branches and how can you read water into a masterpiece?
Looking around the sky, I am leisurely and carefree, and I am looking at the clouds and clouds. Unconsciously, my heart is blue.