Loneliness is a kind of self-poverty, but good solitude is the abundance of the self.
In the city, we run for our livelihood, but we also yearn for the tranquility of the countryside and mountains. Living alone and meditating, living in the mountains and finding the most sincere heart is also a good choice.
Seven books on seclusion, solitude, and landscapes, traveling in the book is also a different kind of seclusion.
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The first time I learned that this book was actually seen in the hands of Dr. Zhao in "Ode to Joy", it was an American sinologist Bill Porter wrote a "hidden journey" about China.
"I can understand why some people don't want anything but want to live a simple life: in the clouds, in the panasonics, outside the dust, living by the moonlight, taro and marijuana. Apart from the mountains, they didn't need much: some dirt, a handful of thatch, a melon field, a few tea trees, a hedge of chrysanthemums, a moment of rest in the dark of the storm. ”
This book hides all the heaviness, sadness and suffering, and sees only the elegance and elegance of the hermit.
<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" data-track="11" >2, seven years of mountain residence</h1>
The author of this book, Erdong, is a poet and painter. Living in Xi'an Zhongnan Mountain, a pessimist with an ideal complex.
The true hermit should not be isolated from the world, but to return to the heart and put himself into a textured life.
Three meals a day, four seasons of reincarnation; there are chai rice oil salt sauce vinegar tea, there are also poetry book wine tea cloud rain and snow.
Time flows from my body, like tap water that I forgot to turn off, so specific that I can often stand in the future and look back at the present, which should be a particularly effective habit when I make many choices: in the face of time, nothing is absolute, only the present. So this March, the flowers bloom for seven days, and I wake up every day and smell it, and I want to remember it.
<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" data-track="20" >3, living in the mountains (Collector's Edition).</h1>
Another hermit book by the author Erdong is about his 8-year mountain life in Zhongnan Mountain. It's admirable to see such a life, but closing the book and thinking about it I shouldn't be able to do it, even if there are such conditions.
I expect to escape from urban life and achieve a total relaxation, but this is limited to the occasional weekend. The prosperity of the city is still nostalgic, and even the residence hopes to be in a lively place.
I didn't have an innate compassion, but as I spent time on the mountain, the great leisure and quietness made me pay more attention to the subtle beings and begin to feel their presence.
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"Diary of Living Alone" is a classic by American writer May Satten. May Satten spent half her life in writing and taught at Harvard and other universities. But when she was at her reddest, she lived in seclusion and was healed by daily thinking about living alone.
During her time in seclusion, she served flowers and plants every day, wrote poems, read, thought, and thought about feelings through her daily life.
"It takes a long time to learn to love someone well, and even a lifetime to keep a good distance and have the right humility."
Living alone is not synonymous with loneliness, but rather what you do during your time alone.
<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" data-track="36" >5, summer walk through the mountains</h1>
This book is not so much about living alone as it is about an observational investigation of nature. In the summer of 1869, the author Muir conducted a four-month expedition through the mountains of Nevada.
He investigates mountains, ores, traces of glaciers, climate, plants, animals... The most important thing is that his writing is very expressive, and there is a rich imagination and observation ability between the lines.
Let the sun shine on your heart and not your body, and the stream will flow through your body, not from the side.
<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" data-track="45" >6, no god and no Buddha</h1>
A collection of essays by the famous Japanese picture book author Yoko Sano, a very short book.
"It's cruel to think about being alive while continuing to laugh."
In the ancient years, the author faced the parting of relatives and friends and questioned his life. In a brisk, self-deprecating tone, Sano records his feelings after life and death. But in the end, she insisted on discovering the beauty of life. Although he is old, he often feels deeply happy.
Even if you are old, you are the happiest at the moment!
<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" data-track="52" >7, Walden Lake</h1>
This should be the originator of the book of true seclusion and solitude. Material minimalism, soul abundance.
To be honest, I read this book many times, and I didn't read it until I was alone in Shanghai this year. I think that maybe it was because I never had such a quiet mind and association with nature that I couldn't finish this book all the time.
No matter how inferior and mediocre your life is, face it and live well; don't hide from it and curse it. It's not as bad as you are.
The more things a person can put down, the richer he becomes.