People ask
Text/Fortune
Man, man
You claim to be the spirit of all things
I'd like to ask for the truth
Where did you get this confidence
What do you use to fully prove it
You say you can make tools that will labor
But who is sure
This is not a common instinct of animals
Your naming rights
Whether everything really agrees
If not
What reason do you have to be exclusive to its name?
Isn't there emotion in that grain?
The six beasts must be killed
Are flies really dirty?
Are humans really stronger than maggots?
Don't think you're smart
You are always indifferent to the facts
There is a wise man like you in the world
How can a true wise man act arbitrarily?
Don't think of yourself
You have read the universe around you
Is this universe outside
There is no more universe at work
You have become the master of time and space
Is this existing space-time
Whether it's still flowing in
In the greater space-time
In fact, you are very smart
You put yourself unknown
It was all handed over to the ones
Buddha, Allah, God or Immortal
You actually put these
Something ethereal
As an organic supplement to your own wisdom
Ridiculous and pathetic
Did you do that after that
Be able to take the laurels of the Spirit of All Things
Firmly in your hands
Stop daydreaming in that daydream
You are one of the strongest species
Serendipity is your greatest character
Actually, your wisdom
Not necessarily more than a pig's skill
Can't even catch up with one
Buzzing flies
You can only rely on self-aggrandizement
Come and cheer yourself up
Eventually inflated his soul
But they don't know how to reflect seriously
You are at best one of all things
Not only is it not called the spirit of all things
Even reluctantly
Fight for equality with all things
If you want to try to dominate
It was a fool's dream
In fact, you know very little
Almost even your own condition
It's hard to tell
Your bloodline
Your meridians
Your bones
Your nerves
…… ……
These are all your constituents
But there's something wrong with that
You can elaborate on it
Or honestly
Be your true self
You only have to be down-to-earth
in order to break out of the sky that belongs to you
Believe it
In the vastness of the firmament
There must be countless universes running
And those vast universes
Must all live
In their respective time and space
O all things
Each must have its own trajectory
What will be the result of rampant tyranny
Do you still use me to tell you?
Are you sure
Will understand
Authorized author profile: Zhou Yunji, pen name: Hongyun.