The closer it is to the height of summer,
The more you can hear it,
The sound is like a muffled thunderous wave,
Rolling in from afar,
Day by day.
So no longer hesitate,
Rush to the beach,
Want to find out,
The sea that does not fluctuate in the scorching sun,
What secrets will there be.
If it's a beach in the middle of summer,
The crowd flocked up,
It's inevitable to trample on the beach.
Wait until the repulse bay is full of people,
It's too late to see the rhythm of the currents,
The tide suddenly came ashore.
Then choose the wrong day,
Pick another deserted beach,
Take advantage of the moment when the waves hit the shore,
Shout out to the ocean.
Let the waves carry away expectations,
Wait for tomorrow to resonate.
Sweep away all regrets,
Push to the sky,
Vanish.
01
Catch the wind for summer
Stepping on the coastline,
Excited to report to the ocean,
At this moment,
We arrived on the coast earlier than in midsummer.
Tomorrow's days have been heard,
Just as the waves are accumulating in the sky,
It won't take long,
It's just rushing in front of you.
Every time you have a new life,
In the run-up,
We either hope or gladly,
or panic due to the unknown,
But whether we will be tomorrow or not,
Over the mountains, or all the way,
Raise your head and clench your fists.
Nietzsche had to say:
"Go to battle with joy,
Go to the banquet,
Do not be melancholic people,
Those who do not fantasize,
Be prepared to deal with the most difficult things,
It's like going to a feast,
Be healthy and intact. ”
We can't control the trajectory of life,
But can decide the expression of life,
You don't have to put on a smile,
Song to repay the worry.
Just puff up your breath,
Courage and fearlessness,
Laugh and laugh,
The pain is also unavoidable.
Even if lost today,
Dazed,
Please also remember,
"Don't hang your head,
Even if everything is lost,
Tomorrow is still in your hands. ”
02
Wash the dust for yourself
None of us seem to be able to,
Retreat in the chaos of life,
But when it comes to parting from the past,
Wash away fatigue and heal yourself.
The insoluble knot at that time,
After a sea breeze blows,
Quietly relieved.
Emotions that could not be smoothed out,
It can even become,
In a state of mind as wide as the sea,
A few passing clouds.
As Jane said,
"To be gloriously wounded,
Go and heal yourself bravely.
I'd rather look forward to my life.
Until the end of life,
I want to be a scarred person,
Martyrdom in love for the world. ”
Wounds are not afraid,
Tears are not afraid,
Imagine yourself one day,
Will return to cleansing,
Yesterday's troubles are also like being washed away by the sea,
Dissipates in the ebb and flow.
Waving goodbye to the past,
Don't let regret carry on to this day.
Take a trip,
As an epilogue to yesterday.
Give an account for a relationship,
Let the feelings be clear from today onwards.
As it is now,
Swear before the sea,
Abandon unwillingness, send wishes,
Give a prelude to tomorrow.
We have a calm heart,
As Hesse described:
"The world is getting more and more beautiful.
I'm alone,
But very comfortable.
I want nothing else,
Just want to be drenched in the sun.
I crave maturity.
Get ready to be born again. ”
03
Discover my unique landscape
Guarding the lonely shores,
To sense the feedback of nature and specificity.
In the sound of the intertwined sea,
Suddenly I heard the sound of the past,
Not obvious but uninterrupted,
Like a lawsuit, it is like a song.
So I realized,
The origin is at this time.
Just now that the image of the sea is not yet a million pieces,
Dispersed into everyone's sight.
That's what I realized.
"The birds fly high,
Lonely clouds alone,
Don't get tired of looking at each other,
Only Jingting Mountain. ".
We breathe the sea breeze greedily,
In alone time,
Finally discover a unique landscape.
Go boldly,
Don't be afraid of long distances,
Don't be afraid to be unaccompanied,
Even if you go to the appointment alone,
Embark on off-the-beaten-path paths,
I also have my own gains,
It's worth the trip.
Act boldly,
Leaning out into that unusual realm,
Don't cling to the pursuit of stability,
And lose the courage and curiosity to explore,
Never stepped on the footprints of the predecessors,
It doesn't matter,
There will be more in this world,
Your own footprint.
As Gibran once said:
"Please let me go alone,
Dream freely,
Let me be judged tomorrow. ”
04
See calm in the wind and waves
Looking at the sea wordlessly,
Sensing that the sea water fluctuates in eternity,
It never goes into time,
But deep, and omniscient,
It's always back and forth.
There are no regrets.
We have bumps in life,
Like the ocean of waves,
Lines everywhere,
Traces of time are everywhere.
Yukio Mishima writes:
"Life is boundless,
Floating with all kinds of drifting objects,
Fickle, violent,
But always a clear and clear blue sea. ”
The open ocean calms people,
The sea of anger makes people willing to understand the storm,
The longer we stand on the shore,
The more aware you are, the more you can realize,
The wind and waves come so unexpectedly,
Life is just as muddy as it gets.
So Fang knows,
Numerical impermanence,
Eventually become the norm of life,
The variable turns out to be life itself.
From this moment on,
Learn to use a normal mind,
Looking at suffering and joy,
Embrace what's to come.
The poet Yu Xiuhua wrote:
"If October comforts me,
Just allow May to burn me. ”
We just have to go with the flow,
Placid
Not to be knocked down by suffering,
Do not dwell on sorrows,
Calmly waiting for the arrangement of life,
At the moment of harvesting the fruits of life,
Bowing his head slightly, he smiled.
05
Blessings to the sea
Always yearning,
Loudly express your wishes for the future,
Whether you hear it tomorrow or not,
Whether or not it will get what you want,
Be steadfast in your eyes,
Send your blessings to tomorrow.
And so it is,
We approach life with heartfelt care.
Try to live each day well,
And nothing extravagant,
Just calmly wait for the future,
A moment of blessing to the soul,
Know that life is all kinds of things,
There are also peaks after troughs.
Presumably the meaning of exploring the sea,
As Yu Guangzhong wrote in the poem:
"I just want to find it on the shore."
What he left to me,
A shell.
Good to rest on the pillow,
As the business card of the sea god,
Listen to the faint song of the mermaid,
Or in the ear,
Ambiguous and distant. ”