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1, music winding
? There is a white cloud on the other side of the mountain. There is a stream flowing deep in the white clouds. There is a goldfish living in the stream. Goldfish swim around every day. There is a temple by the stream. There is a god in the hall of the temple. A wooden fish lives above the god. Wooden fish always knocks and knocks every day. When this music plays, my heart becomes stable and calm. Our lives are like goldfish and wooden fish, and we can never figure out the lives of others. When a monk hits a bell every day, we continue our dream.
Tomorrow's happiness always depends on today's repair, and we must see through the ups and downs before we can get rid of it. Birds singing outside the window are clear, I don't know sadness, camphor trees are still lush, in this bleak winter. Although the leaves of the plane have fallen. The willow branches are bare, and the ginkgo stands like a steel wire, but it does not affect the joy of Cinnamomum camphora. Walking in this lush, even if it is very cold in winter, what can you do? Sakyamuni is spring, just like a cold object. With human feelings, it is no longer cold.
Zhuangzi sings with drums and pots. Who stipulates that death should make him cry? Confucius said: Listen in the morning and die at night. Everyone has his own pursuit. Different angles let him see different scenery, different mentality and different ideas. Ruan Ji is so rampant that he can't cry at the end of the road. That's because he doesn't understand the truth of saving himself in adversity. When his water runs out, he may come to a conclusion.
Play a song of years leaving, follow the rhythm of life, let yesterday follow history to dust, it is better to miss the meeting, let everything go with the flow, and let everything go to its own destiny according to the scale of years. All you have to do is follow your heart. There are flowers in spring, the moon in autumn, cool breeze in summer and snow in winter. If you don't mind your own business, this is a good time on earth.
Listening to a piece of music and remembering the passage of time, the years are quiet and good, just a normal heart. Liu Lou's heart dances low, and the peach blossom fan sings at the bottom. When you are happy, you enjoy yourself and cry when you are unhappy? Life is only a hundred years, but it is a state of mind cultivation, humiliating and not surprised, watching bloom fall in front of the court, staying or staying, watching the blue sky. Music entanglement can achieve peace of mind.
2. Love painting and calligraphy
Your beauty is like a fairy in a splash-ink painting. When I approached you and handed you a handkerchief, you suddenly smiled. The shy Kym's beautiful voice said, Thank you for telling the beauty in the painting, holding hands to clear the book, staring at the fairy in the painting and calligraphy, and indulging in the dream of rich ink fragrance.
I am complacent with my poems and books, and my book is elegant, which is an introverted life. The beauty of books can be seen from reading thousands of books and writing like a god. A man of great talent, reading can improve people's taste. The so-called "heart and soul" probably begins with reading. Cultivate sentiment, gain and loss, success and failure, merits and demerits are all contained in extensive and profound book allusions. Only by understanding the past can we look forward to the future. You can never get tired of reading old books, and you are familiar with them.
Gorky said: Books are human nutrition. ? It is an indisputable fact that reading makes people progress, and the so-called immortality can only be achieved by writing a book and making a point. Without books, who will remember? There is a saying in Biography of Jiang Biao: I can't let go of Wudang military forces. ? Many literati in history are also remembered by future generations through the words in the book.
The charm of books can be seen from Che Yin's Firefly. In my spare time, it is not an elegant thing to enrich my life by reading. What a state it is to hold a roll in your hand and forget both. Paper full of absurd words, a bitter tear, Dou Yun author crazy, who can understand the taste. On the issue of books, I'd rather be an idiot, read my own books and write my own words.
When the cherry blossoms in the West Lake bloom, the flowers are bright. I once sat on a bench in Bai Causeway with a book in my hand, bathed in the spring breeze, sniffed ten miles of flowers and lost myself in the sea of words. There are tourists on the shore, and some people think I am an idiot, but so what. On that day, the lake was long, the sunset disappeared in the distant mountains, and the scene of Lei Feng's sunset was vividly on the paper. I was pleasantly surprised to find that not far from me, there were students from the Academy of Fine Arts describing this touching scene. In order to live up to the afterglow of the sunset, the lake was dyed red by the afterglow of the sunset, like a shy girl.
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. The scenery is crazy. At that moment, the book I was reading was Braveheart. Su Dongpo followed the eternal rhythm and chanted, which made me realize the unique beauty of the West Lake. It is always appropriate to compare the West Lake to the West Lake.
3. Poetry and wine leisure
? Pour a glass of wine and ask who you are. Can you have a drink in a cup with me? The geometry of your life is thick and light in the cup. Who can taste it? Who can taste the glowing wine? If you want to drink pipa, you will be urged immediately, and you will not laugh when you are drunk. You have fought several wars since ancient times. Poetry and wine have been attached for a long time, and a song "Chanting to Wine" makes the world feel melancholy, life geometry, and how much emotion there is.
Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized. Li Bai is an alcoholic, and the poet's nickname is not a hollow name. Du Fu said that Li Bai had hundreds of poems about fighting wine. He went to sleep in a restaurant in Chang 'an, but the son of heaven didn't get on the boat and called himself Brewmaster. Did wine help Li Bai's happiness, or did poetry persuade Li Bai's wine? No one knows that a joint venture between poetry and wine can naturally be called a perfect match.
A pot of wine from the flowers, I drink it alone. No one was with me until I raised my cup and asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us be together. As a result, Li Bai's elegant talent and open-minded mind are unparalleled, and Gao Lishi took off his boots and Yang Guifei poured wine, which became a much-told story. Not only that, Bai Juyi, Su Dongpo, Du Mu and others are not?
How can you live up to poetry and wine? Three glasses of light wine, it's hard to beat him. He's late. Nothing to do, stir-fry two or three side dishes, get together for a drink, or pour your own drinks are all full of leisure freedom. All troubles and worries are thrown out of the cloud nine, and the long road of life is just a poem and a few glasses of wine. Give them to the boy and exchange them for wine, and we can drown the sorrows of generations! .
How many people sigh that life is short, how many people know the pain of parting, the world is long, passers-by are in a hurry, the tide rises and falls, life and death are bitter and old, and how many people can see through, the world of mortals is rolling, infatuation is deep, and sometimes we meet and leave, so let's run with the bull. There are many ways to live, so how can we live up to this great era and this new moon?
Idle worries, drunk in this misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, writing poems and drinking, exhausted my life. The cycle of the four seasons, the change of years, the pursuit of Li Bai's aftertaste and self-harmony words, planted several weeping willows in front of and behind the house, planted red flowers, surrounded the fence, ordered vegetables, raised a group of livestock and built several huts. Since then, there is no other demand.
4, tea rhyme fragrance
? My grandfather used to play here when he was a child. The front door is very high, the Buddha is placed next to my house, the grass is withered, and crickets call a few times. He spent the gray years with him. Eating a bunch of candied haws is a festival. He has three meals a day and a big bowl of catechu tea as an important element of culture, which has been passed down for thousands of years. It is no longer a simple drink, but.
Tea tasting has become a custom. Nowadays, all kinds of complicated crafts are even more dazzling. Simple or complex, tea has been deeply attached to people's lives. It represents a person's taste and even has a long memory and nostalgia, just like this song "The Front Door Loves a Big Bowl of Tea".
Su Shi used such a poem to describe his feelings, because the road to wine is long, the sun is shining, and people drink tea. Qinqi calligraphy and painting poetry wine scented tea rice oil salt sauce vinegar tea has been integrated into people's lives. Teahouses and teahouses have become places for modern people's leisure life. Even the guests at home will make a cup of tea to show their respect.
Looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, at the low temperature in winter, making a cup of warm tea, smelling the strong fragrance of tea, looking for inner peace in fine words, reading, enjoying tea and basking in the sun, life becomes comfortable and safe. Tiny tea leaves are put into a cup, brewed with boiling water, and after several ups and downs, they are smudged with rich fragrance. Just like the ebb and flow of life, it takes a long time to achieve glory, it takes years to go back and forth, and it takes hardships to show that the world is cold.
Only by tasting tea and remembering your life and absorbing the essence of heaven and earth can you achieve your nobleness. Life is alive, good rain and dew, and the world is warm and cold. In the reciprocating experience, I forged a different self. Every kind of tea represents a different personality, just as everyone has different characteristics.
Tang Yin's poem says that the spring breeze repairs the memory of Jiangnan and sprinkles a load of tea stoves; Wen Zhiming said, cold lights stir-fry the new moon, and light snow blows to try new tea; Zheng Banqiao wrote in a couplet: Please sit down, please sit down, please sit down; Tea, tea, good tea. There are countless poems and opinions about tea.
Life is like tea, with bitterness and sweetness. Let's savor it in the fleeting time and savor the fragrance of a cup of tea rhyme.
5, nonsense life
? Memory, the language of recording, love is always a long line in your hand. Listening to this "note", your heart gradually stretches out in the soothing music. Humming gently with melodious melody, so safe, leaving in a hurry regardless of time. Sometimes I even think that it will be a happy thing if I grow old in such music. Why are you so busy? Stole for a long time.
However, people will work hard after all. How many people can enjoy such security? It's better to miss each other than to meet. Although some memories go far away, they will come at a certain moment, which makes people unprepared. Those fleeting scenes, those familiar scenes, all broke out in an instant. Familiar street corners, old glass, bright neon and noisy noise all come with memories of yesterday. I once thought, why should people have such a long memory? If only they could be as ignorant as some animals. But after all, we think, we can't escape after all.
Say, life is a journey, you don't have to care about the destination, what you care about is the scenery along the way and the mood of watching the scenery. What a good sentence, it should be my motto in life. Palm prints are dense and I think too much, all because my heart is overworked. Everything has a destiny, and the Buddha has always been rational. Some things can't be seen through, so you can only ask for trouble. If you can see through them, you will only smile brightly. Therefore, the Buddha always smiles at the flowers. Maitreya Buddha is the most typical one. The big belly can accommodate things that are difficult to accommodate in the world. Smiling often makes people laugh at ridiculous people in the world.
Yes, there is nothing in the world, much ado about nothing. Everyone has everyone's happiness, and everyone has everyone's troubles. How can others easily understand each other's difficulties? Happiness is a relative concept, because there is comparison, so there will be a gap. When I was poor, I envied other people's cars and BMWs and their wealth, but I didn't know they were worried about their own wealth. Anyone who has seen Eugenie Grandet knows that the rich also have their sorrows. Life is like this. My family is rich but always anxious. You are poor but happy. Who is right and who is wrong, who suffers and who is happy, who can know?
Play a farewell song and enjoy a cup of fragrant tea. How does the chessboard of life fall? It deserves our careful consideration. Music, calligraphy and painting, poetry and wine, tea fragrance, let me taste life in a quiet and beautiful time and find my own peace.