The great cold is the coldest time of the year, and the great cold is also a festival full of hope and joy.
Due to recent years, this festival period is full of joy and joy, which is a cheerful and relaxed festival.
After the great cold and spring, that is, ushering in the new year's solar cycle, that is, the spring is about to blossom, which is a festival full of hope and expectation.
In the great cold festival, taste the cold night in the ancient poems, accompanied by books, meditate on the Tao, talk around the stove, or think alone, and feel the different feelings of the cold night.
Song · Land Tour "Cold Night"
Defeated house decadent to short, class book chat self-limit three more.
The depression grass and trees are cold and colorless, and the foxes are sounding.
Half-mash for fire warmth, a doubt and child's comment.
Without having to sigh poorly, tomorrow looking for Mei Xue is sunny.
In the dilapidated house, the candles were dim, and the dim light made the house more and more miserable and cold. The poet and the child read by candlelight, unaware that they had reached the third change. Occasionally there was a sound or two in the silence, that is, the fox looking for warmth in the cold night, or looking for food wrapped in the belly, to survive the long cold night. The night is cold, half a glass of residual wine, continue to discuss the article you are reading. There is no need to sigh for the poor and hard life, tomorrow when the sky is sunny and you are walking on the snow to find plums, it will be a poetic and beautiful day.
Haruki Murakami said, "No matter what everyone in the world says, I think my feelings are the right ones. No matter what others think, I will never disturb my own rhythm. What you like can naturally stick to, and what you don't like can't last long. ”
Lu You is also like this, love books, love books as fate, "not love books is to die, let people laugh and make books upside down." ”
Reading is a pleasure for luyou and a part of life. Throughout his life, he has read countless books, from the Qin and Han dynasties to the Sui and Tang Dynasties, in every period, as long as he can get the books in his hand, as long as he can read the books, he reads them one by one. There are as many as seventy or eighty poems that record his reading, including "Reading", "Spring Night Reading", "Summer Night Reading Self-Deprecating", "Autumn Night Reading", "Winter Night Reading" and so on.
Lu You is not only reading by himself, he also warns and educates his children to read as diligently as he does while reading, "The ancients learned without sparing no effort, and the young and strong worked hard to become old. On paper, I finally feel shallow, and I know that I must do this thing" is to exhort children to read famous poems diligently.
Su Shi Zengyun, "The paper window bamboo house, the lights are green, when here, there is little fun." "Reading on a cold night, accompanied by a lamp, has its own fun."
(2) In the cold night, meditate and realize the Tao, and have its own scenery.
Don Tortoise Meng," "Cold Night Attack on the United States to Visit the Northern Zen Temple"
The Moon Tower Wind Hall is quiet and calm, and the frost is draped to visit Daolin.
Birds move in the shadows of the cold branches, and people sit in meditation according to the ancient temple.
Ming shi blocked Qingyun's steps, and chased after Bai Shi yin in the middle of the night.
Since it is a seaside gull companion, it is more humiliating than a laborer.
On a cold winter night, the poet and his friend Yumi go to the Zen Temple to visit the high monk Shanshangren. Although it was late at night, although the cold night was frosty, the poet asked urgently and still came to the monastery.
The temple is full of moonlight, the wind blows the ancient hall, and there is silence. The bird perches on the cold branches and casts a clear shadow. The Guru has entered meditation by sitting against the wall.
In the eyes of the poet, Shanshang was as highly respected and had the style of a famous scholar like Zhi Daolin, a famous monk and Buddhist scholar in the Eastern Jin Dynasty.
Seeing the transcendent concentration of the Silent Lord, the poet suddenly realized that the so-called fame and fortune that bothered him could be relieved, and now he let go of all his labor, restored his innocence, and could swim with the seagulls and float between heaven and earth. The mind is originally full of wisdom and virtue, and it is impossible to attain defilements, and it is impossible to be golden.
The sadness and heaviness of life are because we have too few opportunities and courage to wave our hands, and there are too many obsessions and follow-ups. Thousands of elephants, which have no self-color, are all voids that are instantaneous and empty.
Yang Dai once said: We once longed for the waves of fate so much, and in the end we found that the most beautiful scenery of life is actually calm and calm in our hearts. We have been so eager for external approval that in the end we know that the world is our own and has nothing to do with others.
Years go by, life is rushing, and many of our self-righteous pursuits, chasing fame and profit, do not necessarily bring real joy to our lives. Such a cold night is suitable for thinking, before doing anything, we need to calm down and think about why we do it.
"Cold night guests come to tea as wine, bamboo stove soup boiling fire first red."
Usually the same window before the month, only plum blossoms are different. ”
--Song · Du Lei's "Cold Night"
In the cold night, the night talk of the hearth, the tea is clear, the moon is hazy, the plum blossoms are fragrant, and there is a charm and comfort.
Last night, the west window was steep and thinned huangmei again. People are annoyed by the fragrance of flowers, and look at the sky and the mountains are old.
The crane called the empty garden frost moon small, and the night came to freeze the clouds like dawn. Whoever believes in sentimentality, Acacia gradually feels less poetic madness.
——Qing · Wu Qi, "Cold Night"
If the heavens are affectionate and the heavens are old, this hatred will not last forever. In the cold night, the crane is empty, the frost moon is frozen, and it is the pain of acacia.
"Winter has the intention of winter, cold is like a flower, flowers have a floral fragrance, and winter has a memory."
On such a cold night, whether you are happy or tired, hug yourself and give yourself a big thumbs up. After a year of hard work, the cold winter will soon pass, and let us run to a new beginning with confidence.