Writer Bai Luomei wrote:
"A book, a tea, a confidant, a twilight life." A person's life is short, and all the sorrows and joys are only in a simple pot of clear tea. ”
The purest life is to get rid of distractions, return to the mountains and forests, and be a simple person.
In the book, see the heavens and the earth, realize the Tao in the tea, and know each other's hearts.
For the rest of your life, whether you are lonely or pure, you will no longer be entangled.
Only the smell of books remains the same
Gorky once said, "The more you read, the stronger and braver your spirit will be." ”
The world is true and false, people's hearts are difficult to understand, really can't learn those flowers and intestines, so they have to hide in the book and seek a quiet.
Books are both spiritual food and refuge.
The most desirable picture is sitting alone in the courtyard, holding a book, slowly entering the world of the book, the trees are lush, and the sunset is slowly falling.
How much the ancients loved to read.
I heard that there was a man named Che Yin, whose family was poor and did not have money to buy lamp oil.
On summer nights, many fireflies fly around and shine brightly.
Che Yin thought of a way to catch many fireflies, put them in yarn bags, and illuminate the books with fluorescent light.
I don't know if this story is true or not.
I think it's very romantic, under the fluorescent light, reading, maybe add a little sense of atmosphere.
After a tiring day, open a book, immerse yourself in the story, be moved and shaken.
Even if you only read one line, it is quite comfortable.
The famous cross-talk master Hou Baolin only attended primary school for three years, but he still longed to study in his heart.
Once, he wanted to buy an ancient Ming Dynasty book "Tan Lang", ran all the old book stalls, and did not find the book.
Later, he learned that the library had this book, so he went to the library to copy the book for half a month, and a book of 100,000 words was copied.
Reading lies in the mood, it is lonely, it is delicate.
"Closed books for real years, planting pines are old dragons."
The world is unpredictable, only the smell of books is the same.
Life is like tea, sober and self-aware
Sanmao wrote:
"Tea is like life, the first tea is bitter like life, the second tea is as fragrant as love, and the third tea is as light as a breeze."
A cup of tea, the entrance is bitter and sobering.
Aftertaste is a sweet, mellow taste that spreads on the tip of the tongue.
Life is like tea.
When you are a teenager, if you have just picked a tender tip, you are fresh and vigorous, and you have all possibilities.
In middle age, he has long been burned by the fire, fading away the green, leaving only bitterness and honing alone.
In old age, in a light of water, it emits a fragrance and releases sweetness.
Lu Yu loved tea all his life and was known as the "Tea Saint".
At the age of 24, he settled in Jiangnan, wading through mountains and rivers, taking tea people as friends and tea leaves as companions.
Living in seclusion in the mountains, he spent time writing the Tea Classic.
In his poem, he writes:
"I don't envy Jin Lei, I don't envy the white jade cup, I don't envy the dynasty into the province, I don't envy the twilight on the stage; I envy the water of the West River, and I once came down to Lingcheng."
A lively banquet is not as good as a quiet tea party.
Inside the study room, light a pot of incense, fry a pot of tea, a quiet space, let the soul soothe.
All around you can hear is the sound of boiling water and your own heartbeat.
No need to wear a mask anymore, tea is the best companion, it embraces all your cowardice and helplessness, and then turns your emotions into strength.
Life should be like tea, no disputes, no complaints, just let Qing Shui brew out all kinds of tastes.
Finally, I understood that life is only after drinking bitterness before you can taste sweetness.
It is enough to know oneself in life
Lin Yutang said: "There is a confidant in the world, and you can not hate." ”
No matter how much grievances, no matter how uncomfortable, I can tell my confidants, and I no longer hate God for being unfair in this life.
The pillow person is not necessarily a confidant, and being in the same room is not necessarily a confidant.
A true confidant is someone who can read your mind and give you strength.
Remember the allusion to "alpine flowing water".
Yu Boya is good at playing the piano, while Zhong Ziqi is good at appreciating.
When Bo Ya played the piano, he thought of the mountain. And Zhong Ziqi said, "Good! It's like the towering Tarzan standing in front of me! ”
No matter what Bo Ya played, Zhong Ziqi could read his mind.
Later, Zhong Ziqi died, and Bo Ya thought that he would never find Zhiyin again, so he broke the piano.
Li Shutong wrote such a lyric in "Farewell":
"The end of the heavens, the corner of the earth, the knowledge of the half-scattered." A scoop of turbid wine is all over the place, don't dream cold tonight. ”
When people reach middle age, you will find that the people around you are gradually leaving, full of pain, and do not know who to talk to.
The rest of his life is not long, only to seek the company of his own knowledge.
The purest way to live
People live a lifetime, and there are not many things that can really be grasped.
A cup of tea, a good book, a confidant, can have a moment of leisure, there is no wasted work.
"The earth stove tea is boiled to the fire, and a clear enough is called a reader."
Not attached to elegance, not pretending to be a posture, just quietly feeling the state of the world.
Drinking tea to wake up the spirit, reading a pure heart, and knowing one's own company are the purest way to live.