Once, Chairman Mao returned to Beijing from Sichuan with photojournalist Hou Bo. Chairman Mao looked at the newspaper earnestly, looked up from time to time in contemplation, and stared ahead, as if examining the one that was happening on earth

Once, Chairman Mao returned to Beijing from Sichuan with photojournalist Hou Bo. Chairman Mao looked at the newspaper earnestly, looked up from time to time in contemplation, and stared ahead, as if examining everything that was happening on earth. His eyebrows wrinkled slightly from time to time, and the feelings of concern for the country and the people were revealed on his face. Hou Bo took a look, quickly took out the camera, cat waist, chose the angle, stared at his expression, waiting for the shooting time.

At this time, Chairman Mao suddenly lifted his eyelids from the top of the newspaper and solemnly shouted: "Hou Bo." ”

"Hey." Hou Bo stood up straight and waited for the chairman to question. Chairman Mao frowned, "Why do you always look at me with one eye?"

"I can only have one eye in my frame." Hou Bo said with a smile. "Oh," Chairman Mao also laughed, "one eye to take a picture, two eyes to see the newspaper, the eyes are not many, but the use of the place, the world is a reason." ”

This is a philosophy that Chairman Mao has realized, and it is universally applicable, and Chairman Mao's sense of humor comes from dialectics. In any case, he can see at a glance the opposite of things. The Chairman's humor is sometimes really sharp.