In the face of nature, we are all alone. Walking with a person's heart, walking about a person's distance. ---Inscription
The first moonlight is still. I raised my head to stand it. I have worked hard to defend it with vision. I want to see finely, which of which is a cinnamon, which is a ripple.
When I look at the moon, most is in the fall of the fall. Only the autumn sky can be such a clear quiet. Because everything on the earth, it is quiet in this season. The most organized creatures in the earth should be plants, such as wheat, such as corn, in this quiet autumn month, they seem to have completed the mission of the year, got a fruit, and they are still quiet.
Light, open life. Human life, animal life, biological life. Also, the earth, the world, the universe is your life. Then, let go your hand. Look at them struggled, swim, run, let them come to die, do not give them any help. If you have help, you will give it a natural enemy. But is this not enough? Also let him be responsible for your life? Also let him be responsible for your status? Also let him be responsible for your food and clothing? Life is enough. Life should be responsible for yourself.
I love to put a person, stand into a shadow of a tree. This shadow will change its aperture as the mood of the mood, which will effect it with its length with the full moon. I often fantasize I stand alone in a dark, I am not afraid of black, I am not afraid of thunderstorms, I sometimes even lure more rain from the sky. I think this should be a kind of exercise for me. After you have experienced this kind of exercise, I should have a kind of heart shame like a pair of iron, calmly laugh at everything of life. However, after this, can I?
I dare not say that I am myself. I often have been around. I am less likely to dominate my time, I have no right to have a loss of the trace. I can't shake like a bush in the stream, but my heart I can give me freely. I often fantasize from a plot, pass the wind, walk through the ruins, a person is talking to the beach, a person resists loneliness, a person is embarrassed, alone browsing the mountains, and a person will continue to be desolate.
Only the mind is accompanying me to wander, and I have been in the old days.
Too big sky, will destroy unpleasant wings; too large ocean, will wear wooden boat pulp. Hard things are prone to being melted first; water-based waves will destroy the dam and penetrate the rock. So add some steel to me, let it have more toughness, let it accept the blow, and can eliminate the gas. Let nature, let the four seasons of spring and summer autumn and winter give it the most natural aging. In this way, it seems that it will not let life annihilated my ideals and destroy my text and poetry.
When you don't see the Moon, it is not full of loneliness. I can also feel the collision of the wind. The rhythm of the wind in May is enthusiastic, and the wind in the wind in May. The happiness brought by spring, the happiness brought by flowers, the land of the earth and we are shared. The promenade of the seaside records the osmanthus fragrance in the month night. So, calm down, pass a silent day, so that the mood is serene. Let the thoughts go to the season of aroma with time. There is no flowers in the sun, I still sing.
