Xin Xiaoqi has an old song "Two Forget Each Other" where every sentence is a philosophical golden sentence of life.
Pick a smiling flower, think about the world changes, and win or lose in the end.
Flowers do not cry and mourn, blooming are smiling, people, come to the world should also be smiling, as long as they live to be proud of the rivers and lakes, in the end of a lifetime, winning or losing is no longer important, only smiling face wins and losses have meaning.
The sun and the moon have longed each other, the rich and the noble have been difficult for a long time, and this morning's appearance is older than last night.
Losing and winning are not mutually exclusive, losing and winning is just a zero-sum game in the human world, compared with the human experience, instead of drilling in the existing rules of the game to fight, it is better to find a pure land of the soul and live on its own.
Put a word wide between the eyebrows, look at a piece of human scenery, who is not the sadness and joy in the taste. The sea can't finish the day, the grievances are difficult to calculate, yesterday is not today should be forgotten.
Between the eyebrows is a universe, we call it Meiyu, put a word wide between the eyebrows, which person can always laugh, which person can cry all the time, the human world only asks people to experience, but we accidentally forget this original intention, always want to make fame and fortune, from then on on the road of no return, the grievances to end, to just the bamboo basket to hit the water empty.
And the history recorded by us humans is often only used for the replacement of dynasties, and the real things cannot be truly presented to future generations.
The waves were gushing, the people were faint, and the birds of youth flew away. Even if it is shaken by the wind and the wind through the ages. The wind is swift, the people are small, the knife is fast, and the grass in the mountains. The taste of love and hate drifts with the wind.
The big waves and sand, thousands of ancient characters, are just a stage that needs actors, and he just happens to be pushed up. Man is a small dust, even if he is the protagonist, he does not prove perfection, it may be just an inevitable accident.