Chapter 11 sand and foam

I walk forever on the sand, In the midst of sand and foam. The orgasm erases all my footprints, The wind will also blow the foam away. But sea and sand, but will always exist. I once grabbed a handful of smoke. Then I stretched out my palm to see, ouch, the smoke turned into a bug. I held my hand and stretched it out to see, but it was a bird. I held and stretched my hands again, and in the palm of my hand stood a man with a melancholy face and his head raised to the sky. I closed my hand again, and when I reached out, there was nothing but smoke. But I heard a very sweet song. Only yesterday I thought myself a fragment, trembling without rhythm in the firmament of life.

Now I am burning, I am the firmament, and all life is fragments turning rhythmically in me. They said to me when they awakened: "You and the world you live in are but a grain of sand on the boundless shore of the boundless ocean." In my dream I said to them, "I am the boundless ocean, and the world is but the grains of sand on my shore." Only once it left me speechless with embarrassment.It's when a guy asks me, "Who are you?" The first thought that comes to mind about God is an angel. The first word for God is a person. We are flopping, drifting, seeking creatures thousands of years before the sea, and the wind in the forest gave us language.

So how can we express the ancient times in our hearts with the voice of yesterday? The Sphinx spoke only once.Says the Sphinx: "A grain of sand is a desert, and a desert is a grain of sand; let us be silent now." I heard the words of the Sphinx, but I did not understand them. I have seen a woman's face, and I have seen all her unborn children. When a woman looks at my face, she recognizes my ancestors who died before her. I want to complete myself.But unless I can become a planet inhabited by sane beings, what else is possible? Isn't that everyone's goal? A pearl is a temple of pain built around a grain of sand.

What desires surround what grains of sand to build our bodies? When God dropped me, the pebble, into the wondrous lake, I disturbed its surface with myriad circles. But when I got down to the depths, I became very quiet. Give me silence and I will challenge the night. When my soul and body were married by love, I was born again. Once upon a time I knew a man who had extremely acute hearing, but he couldn't speak.In one battle he lost his tongue. Now I know what battles this man fought before the great silence came.I am happy for his death. The world is not big enough for the two of us.

I lay long on the sands of Egypt, silent and oblivious to the seasons. Then the sun gave me life, and I rose and walked on the banks of the Nile. Sing with the day, dream with the night. Now the sun tramples on me with a thousand feet, and I lie down again on the sands of Egypt. But behold a miracle and a mystery! The sun that gathers me together cannot scatter me. I follow!The sun stood upright, and I walked on the banks of the Nile with steady steps. Memory is a form of meeting. Forgetting is a form of freedom. We tell time by the movements of myriad suns; they tell time by the little machines in their pockets.

So tell me, how can we meet at the same place and at the same time? For someone looking down from the window of the galaxy, space is not the space between the earth and the sun. Human nature is a river of light, flowing from eternity to eternity. Don't the spirits who live in the ether envy the suffering of the world? On the way to the holy city, I met another pilgrim, and I asked him, "Is this the way to the holy city?" He said, "Come with me, and in one day and one night we will reach the Holy City." I just follow him.We walked for several days and nights, but we still hadn't reached the holy city.

To my surprise, he took the wrong path and lost his temper with me. God, let me be the lion's prey, or let the rabbit be my prey. One cannot reach the dawn except by way of the night. My house says to me: "Don't leave me because your past lives here." The road said to me: "Come with me, because I am your future." I say to my house and my roads, "I have no past and no future. If I live, I go in my life; if I go, I live in my going. Only love and death can change everything." .” How can I lose faith in the fairness of life when those who sleep on the fluff have no better dreams than those who sleep on the ground?

Oddly enough, the desire for certain pleasures is also part of my pain. Seven times have I despised my soul: The first time was when she could rise and yet be meek. The second time was when I saw her limp before the lame man. The third time was when she was asked to choose difficult and easy, and she chose easy. The fourth time was when she did something wrong, but comforted herself by saying that others had also done something wrong. The fifth time she tolerated weakness and called her endurance strong. The sixth time was when she scorned an ugly visage, not knowing it was one of her own masks.

The seventh time was when she sang a carol, believing herself a virtue. I don't know what the absolute truth is.But I am humbled by my ignorance, and in that there is my honor and my reward. There is a space between man's fantasies and achievements, which can only be traversed by his aspirations. Paradise is over there, behind that door, in the next room; but I've lost the key. Maybe I just misplaced it. You are blind and I am deaf and dumb, so let's hold hands and get to know each other. The meaning of a person is not what he achieves, but what he strives to achieve. Some of us are like ink, some are like paper.

If it weren't for the fact that some people are black, some people would be dumb. If it were not for the fact that some are white, some would be blind. Give me an ear and I'll give you a voice. Our heart is a sponge; our heart is a river. Yet isn't it strange that most of us would rather absorb than rush? When you long for nameless gifts and harbor unreasonable troubles, you really grow up with all living things and ascend to your greater self. When a man is intoxicated with a vision, he takes the vague flavor of the vision for real wine. You drink to get intoxicated; I drink to sober up from other kinds of intoxication.

When my glass is empty, I let it be empty; but when it is half full, I hate it half full. The essence of a person lies not in the side he reveals to you, but in the side he cannot reveal to you. Therefore, if you want to understand him, listen not to what he says, but to what he does not say. Half of what I say is nonsense; I say it so that you may hear the other half. A sense of humor is a sense of proportion. My loneliness arises when people praise my fault for talking and blame me for my virtue of silence. When life can't find a singer to sing her mood, she produces a philosopher to express her mind. Truth is always known and sometimes spoken. Our real me is silent; the acquired me is talkative. The voice in my life does not reach the ear in yours; but let us talk to avoid loneliness. When two women talk, they say nothing; when a woman talks to herself, she reveals everything about life. Frogs may croak louder than oxen, but they cannot pull the plow in the field, nor pull the mill in the winery, nor make shoes from their hides. Only dumb people are jealous of talkative people. If Winter said, "Spring is in my heart", who would believe in Winter? Every seed is a wish. If you really open your eyes, you will see your own image in every image. If you open your ears to listen, you will hear your own voice among all sounds. It takes two of us to discover the truth: one to tell it and one to understand it. Though the waves of words are ever roaring above us, yet our depths are ever silent. Many theories are like a window through which we see the truth, but which also separates us from the truth. Let's play hide and seek.If you are hidden in my heart, it will not be difficult to find you.But if you hide in your shell, no one can find you. A woman can cover her face with a smile. How noble is the sad heart that can sing joyfully with the joyful heart. The man who wants to understand women, or the analytical genius, or solve silent mysteries, is the man who wants to wake up from a sweet dream and sit at the breakfast table. I would like to walk with those who walk.I would not stand still and watch the procession go by. You owe more than gold to those who serve you.Give your heart to him or serve him. No, we didn't live in vain.Didn't they make a fortress of our bones? Let's not be picky.The poet's mind and the scorpion's tail, both rise gloriously from the same ground. Every poisonous dragon produces a dragon-slaying Saint George. Trees are the poems that the earth writes in the sky.We chop them down to make paper so we can document our voids. If you will write (and only a sage knows why you write), you must have knowledge, art, and magic—knowledge of the music of words, art without affectation, and magic of loving your readers. They dip their pens in our hearts, and think they are inspired. It would not be like the history of a people if a tree also wrote its autobiography. If I had a choice between "the ability to write poetry" and "the joy of not writing poetry," I'd choose that joy.Because joy is better poetry. But you and all my neighbors agree that I always don't choose. Poetry is not an expressed opinion.It's a song that springs from a wound or a laugh. Words are timeless.You should understand its characteristics when you speak it or write it. The poet is an abdicated king, sitting in the ashes of his palace, trying to fashion an image out of scraps. Poetry is an exchange of joy, pain, and wonder interspersed with words. It is in vain for a poet to seek the mother of his poetry. I once said to a poet: "We shall not know what you say until you are dead." He replied, "Yes, death is always a revealer. If you really want to know my opinion, it is that I have more in my heart than my tongue, and I desire more than I have in my hands." If you sing of beauty, even if you are in the middle of the desert, you will have an audience. Poetry is wisdom that captivates the heart. Wisdom is a poem sung in the mind. If we can captivate man's heart and sing in his mind at the same time, Then he really lived in the shadow of God. Inspiration always sings; inspiration never explains. We often sing hypnotic songs to our children to put ourselves to sleep. All our words are crumbs scattered from the feast of the mind. Thought is often a stumbling block to poetry. It is a great singer who can sing about our silence. How can you sing if your mouth is full of food? How can you raise your hand in blessing if your hand is full of money? They say that when the night bird sings his love song, he drives the thorn into his own breast. We are all like that too.Can we sing otherwise? Genius is but a song that the robins sing at the beginning of late spring. Even the most sublime mind cannot escape material needs. The madman is no less a musician than you or me; only the instrument he plays is a little out of tune. The poetry that was silent in a mother's heart is sung on the lips of her child. There is no wish that cannot be fulfilled. Me and another me were never quite in tune.The essence of things seems to be stuck among us. Your other you always feels sorry for you.But your other you grows in sadness; then everything will be alright. There is no struggle between the soul and the body except in the hearts of those whose soul is asleep and the body is out of tune. When you reach the center of your being, you will find beauty in all things, even in the eyes of those who cannot see beauty. We live only to discover beauty.Everything else is a form of waiting. Sow a seed and the earth will give you a flower.Wish the sky a dream, and the sky will give you a lover. The day you were born, the devil died. You don't have to go through hell to meet angels. Many women have borrowed a man's heart; few women have possessed it. If you want to possess, you must not ask for it. When a man's hand touches a woman's hand, they both touch the everlasting heart. Love is a veil between lovers. Every man loves two women: the one a work of his imagination, and the other not yet born. A man who does not forgive women for their small faults will never appreciate their great virtues. A love that is renewed day by day, becomes a habit, and finally becomes slavery. Lovers embraced only one thing between them, not each other. Love and jealousy never talk. Love is a bright word written on a bright album by a bright hand. Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity. If you don't know your friend in all circumstances, you'll never know him. Your richest robes are woven by others; Your best meal is eaten at someone else's table; Your most comfortable bed is in someone else's house. So tell me, how can you separate yourself from others? Your mind and my heart will never be the same, unless your mind no longer dwells in numbers and my mind no longer dwells in clouds. We shall never understand each other unless we reduce our language to seven words. My heart, how can it be opened except by breaking it? Only deep sorrow and bliss can reveal your truth. If you would be revealed, you must wave in the sun, or bear your cross. If nature hears our words of contentment, the rivers and rivers will not seek the sea, and winter will not become spring.How many of us could breathe air if she heard all the mean things we say? When you turn your back to the sun, you only see your own shadow. You are free before the sun by day, and free before the stars by night; You are also free when there is no sun, no moon, no stars. Even when you close your eyes to everything in the world, you are free. But you are a slave to the one you love because you love him. You are also a slave to the one who loves you because he loves you. We are all beggars at the temple gate, and when the king comes in and out of the temple gate, each of us gets his share. But we're all jealous of each other, which is another way of belittling the king. You cannot eat more than your appetite.That half of the food belongs to others, and there is also a little bread left for uninvited guests. All houses are graves if they are not for hospitality. The kind wolf said to the innocent sheep: "Don't you come to the humble house?" The sheep replied: "We will be proud of your house, if your house is not in your stomach." I stopped the guest at the door and said: "No need, just wipe your feet when you go out, and you don't need to wipe your feet when you enter the door." Generosity is not that you give me what I need more than you, but that you give me what you need more than me. Surely you are charitable when you give, and turn your face away when you give, so as not to look at the shame of the receiver. The difference between the richest and the poorest is only one day of hunger and one hour of thirst. We often pay our yesterday's debt in advance from our tomorrow. I have also had visits from angels and demons, but I sent them away. When the angel comes, I read an old verse, and he gets bored; When the devil comes, I commit an old sin and he walks right past me. All in all, it's not a bad prison; I just don't like the wall between my cell and the cell next door; But I assure you, I will never blame the wardens and those who built this prison. Those to whom you asked for fish and gave you vipers, perhaps they had only vipers to give.That would be considered generous on their part. Deception is sometimes successful, but it is often suicidal. You are truly forgiving when you forgive the murderer who never bleeds, the thief who never steals, and the liar who never speaks. Whoever can put his finger on the line between good and evil is the one who can touch the edge of God's holy robe. How can you expect flowers to bloom from your hands if your heart is a volcano? What a strange way to deceive oneself!Sometimes I'd rather be hurt and deceived, so that I can laugh at people who think I don't know I'm hurt and deceived. What shall I say of a suitor who assumes the role of the suitor? Let the man who wiped his dirty hands on your clothes, take your clothes away.He may still need that dress, but you will never want it again. It is a pity that the money changer cannot be a good gardener. Please don't whitewash your congenital defects with your acquired virtues.I'd rather be flawed; flaws like my own. How many times have I blamed myself for sins I didn't commit in order to make people feel comfortable in my presence. Even the masks of life are masks of deeper mysteries. You may judge others based only on what you know. Now tell me who is guilty within us and who is innocent. The truly fair one is the one who feels due to your sins. Only idiots and geniuses break man-made laws; they are closest to the heart of God. You only run fast when you are being chased. I have no enemies, God, if I had enemies, Let him be equal to me, Let only truth be a conqueror. When both you and the enemy are dead, you will be very friendly with him. A person may commit suicide in self-defense. A long time ago a "man" was crucified because he loved others too much and was too lovable. Strange to say, I ran into him three times yesterday. The first time he begged a policeman not to put a prostitute in jail; the second time he drank with a scoundrel; If what they say about good and evil is true, then my life is just one long crime. Mercy is only half fair. The guy who pushed me unfairly in the past is the guy I was unfair to his brother. When you see a man being taken into prison, say silently in your heart, "Perhaps he escaped from a narrower prison." When you see a man drunk, say silently in your heart, "Maybe he's trying to hide from something less beautiful." In self-defense I often hate; but if I were a stronger man, I need not use such weapons. How foolish he is to hide the hatred in his eyes with a smile on his lips! Only those below me can envy me or hate me. I have never been envied or hated, I am not above anyone. Only those above me can praise me or despise me. I have never been praised or belittled, I am not below anyone. You said to me: "I don't understand you." This is to praise me too much and insult you for no reason. How base I am to think myself generous, when life gives me gold and I give you silver! When you reach the heart of life, you will find that you are neither higher than the sinner nor lower than the prophet. It is strange that you pity the slow-footed man and not the slow-hearted one. Pity those who are blind in purpose, not those who are blind in heart. It is wiser for the lame not to break his crutch on the head of his enemy. How foolish is he who thinks that what he gives you in his pocket can take back from your heart! Life is a team.The slow man finds that the procession is moving too fast, so he walks out; The person who walked quickly found that the team was walking too slowly, so he also walked out of the team. If there is such a thing as sin in the world, some of us are doing it backwards, following in the footsteps of our ancestors. Some people control our children and make friends in a timely manner. The really good man is the one who is with all the people that everyone thinks are bad. We were all prisoners, but some were in cells with windows and some were in cells without windows. The strange thing is that we use more force when we defend wrong than when we defend right. If we confessed each other's sins, we would laugh at each other for not being new. We too would laugh at the lack of innovation if we all disclosed our virtues. A man is above man-made laws until he sins against man-made customs; After this, he is neither above nor below anyone. Government is an agreement between you and me.You and I are often wrong. Sin is another name for need, or a type of disease. Is there a greater fault than realizing the faults of others? If someone mocks you, you may pity him; but if you laugh at him, you must never forgive yourself. If someone hurts you, you can forget it; but if you hurt him, you must always remember. In fact, others are the most sensitive you, attached to another body. How rash you are when you want people to fly on your wings and can't take out a feather. There used to be people who sat at my table, ate my food, drank my wine, and laughed at me when they left. In the future, if he comes to eat and drink again, I will ignore him; Angel just laughed at me. Hatred is a dead thing, which of you would make a grave? The honor of the slain is that he is not the murderer. The protector of humanity is in its silent heart, never in its talkative mind. They think I'm mad because I won't trade my time for money; I think they're crazy because they think my time is priceless. They put before us the most expensive gold, silver, ivory, and black, and we put our hearts and spirits before them; And they call themselves hosts and treat us as guests. I would rather be the smallest human being with dreams and the desire to fulfill them than to be the greatest human being with no dreams and no desires. The poorest man is the one who turns his dreams into gold and silver. We are all climbing the peak of our desires.If another climber steals your grain-sack and purse, and fills your grain-sack and weighs your purse, you should pity him; The ascent will add difficulty to his body, and the burden will lengthen his way. If, while you're emaciated, you see his flesh swell up, give him a step; doing so will increase your speed. You cannot judge a man beyond your understanding, and how little your understanding is. I will never listen to a conqueror preach to the conquered. The truly free man is the one who patiently bears the slave's burden. A thousand years ago my neighbor said to me: "I take life because it is but a painful thing." Yesterday I walked through a cemetery, and I saw life dancing on his grave. Competition in nature is nothing but chaos yearning for order. Silence is a silent storm that blows down our dead branches; But it sends our living roots deeper into the living heart of the living earth. I once spoke of the sea to a brook, and the brook thought me but a fanciful exaggerator; I've also spoken of the brook to the sea, and the sea thinks I'm just an underrated detractor. How narrow-minded it is to exalt the busyness of the ants above the singing of the grasshoppers! The highest virtue in this world may be the lowest in another. Depth and height go in straight lines to depth and height; only vastness can run in circles. If it weren't for our concept of weight and length, we would stand in the same awe as we stand in front of the sun. A scientist without imagination is like a butcher with a blunt knife and old scales. But since we're not all vegetarians, what do you do? When you sing, the hungry man listens with his belly. Death is no closer to old age than to infants; so is life. If you must speak bluntly, do it bluntly; or be silent, because a man is dying near us. An earthly funeral may also be a heavenly wedding. A forgotten truth may die and leave seven thousand facts in its will for funerals and graves. We actually only talk to ourselves, but sometimes we speak a little louder so that others can hear us too. The obvious is this: it is never seen until it is simply shown. If the Milky Way is not in my consciousness, how can I see it or understand it? Unless I'm a doctor among doctors, they won't believe that I'm an astronomer. Perhaps the sea defines a shell as a pearl. Maybe time defines coal as a diamond. Honor is the shadow of enthusiasm standing in the sun. The root is the flower that despises honor. Outside of beauty there is no religion and no science. Every great man I've ever known has something small in his character; it's the small thing that prevents laziness, madness, or suicide. The truly great man is the one who neither oppresses nor is not oppressed. I will never believe that a man is moderate just because he killed sinners and prophets. Tolerance is a disease that harms lovesickness with arrogance. Bugs can bend, but isn't it weird that even elephants bend? An argument can be a shortcut between two minds. I am the fire, and I am the dead branch, and one part of me consumes another part of me. We are all seeking the summit of the holy mountain; and would not our journey be shortened if we regarded the past as a chart instead of a guide? Wisdom ceases to be wisdom when it is too proud to weep, too solemn to laugh, too complacent to look at people. If I fill myself with everything you know, will I still have room for everything you don't know? I have learned silence from the talkative, tolerance from the narrow-minded, and benevolence from the cruel, but it is strange that I am not grateful for these teachers. A stubborn man is a very deaf orator. The jealous silence is too loud. When you reach the end of what you should know, you are at the beginning of what you should feel. Hyperbole is truth in a tantrum. If you could only see what the light shows, and hear only what the sound announces, So actually you didn't see and you didn't listen. A fact is a truth without gender. You can't be laughing and grim at the same time. Nearest to my heart is a king without a country and a poor man who knows no begging. A shameful failure is nobler than a proud success. Dig in any piece of land and you'll find treasure, but you'll have to dig with the confidence of a farmer. Said a fox being pursued by twenty horsemen and twenty hounds: "Of course they will kill me, but they must be very poor and clumsy; if twenty foxes on twenty donkeys with a It's not worth twenty wolves chasing one man." It is our minds that are subject to our self-made laws, our spirits are never subdued. I am a traveler as well as a voyager, and every day I discover a new kingdom in my soul. A woman protested: "Of course it was a just war and my son died in that war." I said to life: "I want to hear death speak." Life raised her voice a little and said, "Now you hear him." When you have solved all the mysteries of life, you long for death, because it is just another mystery of life. Life and death are the two noblest expressions of bravery. My friend, you and I will always be strangers to life, We are also strangers to each other and strangers to ourselves, Until the day you say I want to hear, Make your voice my voice; when i stand in front of you When I feel like I am standing in front of a mirror. They said to me, "If you know yourself you can know everyone." I said, "Only when I seek out all men can I know myself." A person has two selves, one awake in the dark and one asleep in the light. The hermit is a part of the world that has been left behind so that he can enjoy the whole without disturbing or disturbing. A green field stretches between the scholar and the poet. If the scholar walks through it, he becomes a sage; if the poet walks through it, he becomes a prophet. Yesterday I saw philosophers put their heads in baskets and sell them in the marketplace: "Wisdom, sell wisdom!" Poor philosopher!They must sell their heads to feed their hearts. A philosopher said to a scavenger: 'I pity you, your work is hard and dirty. " The scavenger said, "Thank you, sir. Tell me, what do you do?" The philosopher replied, "I study the minds, actions and desires of men." The scavenger smiled while sweeping the street and said, "I pity you too." He who hears the truth is no weaker than he who speaks the truth. No one can draw a line between need and luxury.Only angels can do this, angels are wise and eager. Maybe angels are our higher minds in space. It is the true prince who finds his throne in the heart of the dervish. Generosity is giving more than one can afford, self-esteem is receiving less than one needs. You don't actually owe anyone a debt.You owe everything to everyone. People who lived before are living with us now.Of course none of us wants to be the host of a slow guest. He who desires the most lives the longest. They said to me, "Ten birds in a tree are worth one in your hand." But I said, "A bird with one feather in the tree is better than ten birds in the hand." Your pursuit of that feather is the winged life beneath your feet; no, it is life itself. There are only two elements in the world, beauty and truth; beauty is in the heart of the lover, truth is in the arms of the tiller. A great beauty held me captive, but an even greater beauty set me free from its grasp. Beauty shines brighter in the heart of the one who desires it than in the eyes of the one who sees it. I love the person who confides his heart to me, and I respect the person who reveals his dream to me.But why am I shy and even ashamed in front of those who serve me? A genius used to be proud of being able to serve a prince. Now they pride themselves on serving the poor. Angels know that there are too many practical people who eat their bread dreaming of the sweat between their brows. Wit is often a mask.If you can tear it off, you will find a roused intellect, or a juggling intellect. The wise attribute the cleverness to me, and the stupid attribute the stupidity to me.I think they are both right. Only those who have secrets in their hearts can penetrate the secrets in our hearts. Those who can only share your happiness but not your suffering have lost a key among the seven gates of heaven. Yes, there is nirvana in the world; it is in bringing the sheep to the green pasture, in putting your children to sleep, in writing your last line of poetry. We choose our joys and sorrows long before we experience them. Sorrow is a wall between two gardens. The world gets smaller when your joys and sorrows get bigger. Desire is half life, indifference is half death. The bitterest thing in our sorrows today is the memory of our joys yesterday. They said to me, "You must choose between your pleasure in this life and your peace in the world to come." I said to them, "I have chosen the pleasure of this life and the peace of the world to come. For I know in my heart that the greatest poet has ever written but one poem, and that poem is perfectly syllable." Faith is an oasis in the heart, and the camel team of thought will never reach it. When you seek your height, you will desire, but desire only for desire; you shall desire for hunger, you shall desire for a greater thirst. If you betrayed your secret to the wind, you should not blame the wind for betraying your secret to the woods. Spring flowers are the winter dreams that angels talk about at the breakfast table. The weasel said to Yuexiaxiang: "Look at how fast I run, but you can't walk, and you can't crawl." Yue Xiaxiang said to the weasel: "Kah, the most noble fast legs, please run away!" The tortoise can tell more about the road than the hare. Oddly enough, creatures without backbones have the hardest shells. He who talks the most is the least intelligent, and there is little difference between an orator and an auctioneer. You should be thankful because you don't have to live off your father's fame or your uncle's fortune. But most thankfully, no one has to live off your name or your fortune. He only appeals to me when a juggler can't catch the ball. Those who envy me praise me unconsciously. For a long time, you were a dream in your mother's sleep, and she woke up and gave birth to you. The germ of humanity is in your mother's wish. My parents wanted to have a child, so they gave birth to me. I wanted a mother and a father, and I gave birth to the night and the sea. Some sons and daughters make us feel that this life is worthwhile, and some sons and daughters leave us with regrets all day long. When night comes and you are gloomy, lie down resolutely gloomy. When morning comes and you are still gloomy, stand up and say firmly to the day, "I am still gloomy." Playing a role against Night and White is foolish. They will both laugh at you. Mountains in the fog are not hills, and oaks in the rain are not weeping willows. Behold, this paradoxical assertion: depth and height are more alike than "compromise" and "ambiguity". When I stood in front of you like a mirror, you looked at me and saw your own image. Then you say, "I love you." But actually you love the you in me. When you enjoy loving your neighbor, it is not a virtue. Love that does not overflow often dies. You cannot have youth and knowledge about youth at the same time. Because youth is too busy living to understand; while knowledge is too busy seeking itself in order to live. You sometimes sit by the window and watch passers-by.Looking at the ground, you may see a nun walking to your right, and a prostitute walking to your left. You may say unconsciously, "How noble this one is and how base that one is." If you close your eyes and listen for a moment, you will hear a voice in space whisper, "This one seeks me in prayer, and that one seeks me in pain. In every heart there is a The hermitage of my soul." Every hundred years, Jesus of Nazareth and Jesus of the Christians meet in a garden in Mount Lebanon.They had a long talk; and each time Jesus of Nazareth said good-bye to Jesus of Christians, he said, "My friend, I fear we shall never, never agree." May God feed those who live in luxury! A great man has two hearts: one bleeds, the other forgives. If a man tells a lie that doesn't hurt you or anyone, why don't you say in your heart that the house in which he piles the facts is too small for his fantasies, which he must leave for a bigger place. Behind every closed door lies a secret sealed with seven envelopes. Waiting is the sieve of time. If the difficulty was a newly opened window on your East Pond, what would you do? You may forget the person who laughed with you, but you will never forget the person who cried with you. There must be something strangely holy in the salt.It is also in our tears and in the sea. Our God in his merciful thirst would drink us all - dew and tears. You are but a fragment of your greater self, a mouth seeking bread, a blind hand holding a glass of water for a thirsty mouth. As long as you raise a bowl of rulers above your race, country, and yourself, you will truly become a god-like person. If I were you, I would never complain about the sea when the tide is low. The boat is a fine boat, and our skipper is capable; it's just that your belly is out of place. What we want and can't get is always more precious than what we already have. If you can sit on the top of a cloud, you can't see the boundary between two countries, and you can't see the boundary stone between manors. Too bad you can't sit on top of the clouds. Seven hundred years ago, there were seven white doves that flew from the valley to the snow-capped peak of the high mountain.One of the seven who saw the dove fly said, "I see a black spot on the wing of the seventh dove." People in this valley today say that it was seven black pigeons that flew up to the top of the snow mountain. In autumn, I collect all my troubles and bury them in my garden. April comes again, spring comes to marry the earth, and blooms in my garden beautiful flowers like no other. My neighbors all came to enjoy the flowers, and they said to me: "When autumn comes again, when it's time to plant seeds, can you share these flower seeds with us, so that we can have these flowers in our garden?" If I stretch out my empty hand to someone and get nothing, that is distress; but if I stretch out a full hand and find no one to accept it, that is despair. I long for an afterlife where I shall have my unwritten poems and my painted pictures. Art is a step from nature to infinity. The work of art is an image sculpted by a pile of clouds and mist. Even the hands that weave a crown of thorns are better than hands that are idle. Our holiest tears never seek our eyes. Every human being is a descendant of every king and every slave that has ever existed. Wouldn't Jesus' great-grandfather be in awe of himself if he knew what was hidden in him? Did the mother of Judas love her son any less than Mary did for Jesus? Three miracles of our brother Jesus are not recorded in the scriptures: the first is that he was like you and me; the second is that he had a sense of humor; the third is that he knew that although he was conquered, Be a conqueror. You who were crucified, were nailed to my heart; the nails that went through the hands pierced the walls of my heart. Tomorrow, when a man from afar walks through Golgotha, he will not know that two men have bled here. He thought it was a person's blood. He may have heard of that blessed mountain. It is the tallest mountain in our world. Once you reach the top, you have only one wish, and that is to go down into the deepest valley and live with the people there. That's why the mountain is called Fukuyama. Every thought I confine in my expression, I must release it with actions.