Ji Lao's three books of life are incomplete is life, where life is not happy, the wisdom on the side of life. That day when I turned to one of the books in the library, I thought of borrowing this series back, and read it all at once, but somehow, I didn't find the first volume for a long time, so I had to give up temporarily and borrowed the next two volumes. In fact, it really looks like you can't help but look at it, you can turn over a book in a few hours, and today I will talk about the second one I just finished reading: where life is not happy.
Some of the stories in the book coincide with the Qingtang Lotus Rhyme that I read yesterday, and perhaps the Qingtang Lotus Rhyme just plucked out some of the stories in it and made another series. Most of the length of this book is focused on writing, from the growth of loofahs, see the magic and beauty of life; the astonishing vulgarity of Luoyang peony, so thrilling and beautiful, can not be described in words, can not help but make people have a kind of want to see the fanghua thoughts; when the night comes to the fragrant blossoms, the poor life of the queen mother, between the blossoms and falls, there will also be joy and indescribable life gaps, alternately appearing in front of the eyes. Rabbits under the bed who do not know when to appear and do not know when to disappear, dogs in Kathmandu, crows and rabbits in Burma, sacred cows in India, a poor little monkey, a terrible crocodile lake, a plant brought from ancient times, a spring rain, although they are all narratives of small things, but they seem to secretly mean the greatness of life, the beauty of life, a few strokes, a few words, simple descriptions, As written: The Zen flavor of life makes our impetuous life beautiful. Maybe life is very busy, work is very tired, study is very hard, but don't forget that maybe the beauty is in the small corner of life, the little life knows that the years are quiet, the self is safe, and what reason do we have to falter.